Astelle was in the study on the second floor.
I was often told that Astelle spent time there as she had nothing to do.
Kaizen, who was in front of the study room door, opened the door hesitantly and went inside.
Astelle, who was sitting by the window, looked at him and got up.
âYour Majesty?â
Astelle looked tired.
Her white skin was pale and the corners of her eyes were shaded.
Is it so difficult to stay here?
I told the courtiers to take good care of her so that there is no inconvenience.
âIt must be because she is worried about her child.â
The figure of Astelle, who cared for Theor affectionately, flashed before his eyes.
Astelle and Theor looked happy.
The light green eyes looking at the child were full of affection.
When the two were together, there was always a peaceful and happy feeling around them.
But now Astelle looked tired, lonely, and exhausted.
I felt bad when I saw her like that.
I wanted to make you feel comfortable.
But it became like locking you up here and making you suffer.
Still, Kaizen could not let Astelle go.
He has already ordered the preparation for the wedding in the imperial palace.
No matter what happens, I will officially hold a wedding ceremony and bring her to the imperial palace.
âI have something to tell you.â
Kaizen was silent for a moment as if he was choosing his words.
Even though he swore firmly that he would never let Astelle go, he couldnât say anything when he saw her tired face.
If I tell her about this, she will be shocked.
âYour Majesty? Whatâs wrong?â
Kaizen approached Astelle with a sad face.
âThis is about the Marquis and Theor.â
Astelleâs face turned pale in an instant.
***
âWhy did you return?â
I thought he had left, but Kaizen returned to the study.
Astelle, who was looking out the window, found Kaizen and got up from her seat.
Until then, Astelle thought he was going to continue the previous conversation.
After a long time, the uncomfortable silence was broken by Lyndon.
âWhatâs going on?â
Kaizen seemed a little hesitant.
Astelle realized that something bad had happened.
âI think there was an attack before my knights arrived. The Marquis was injured.â
âAn attack?â
Something I was worried about was happening.
Astelle almost fell from losing her balance.
Kaizen quickly came over and helped Astelle.
He hugged Astelle and comforted her.
âAstelle, itâs fine. He is safe now.â
âHow hurt is he?â
âItâs not serious. Itâs at a level that can recover quickly.â
Astelle let out a sigh of relief.
âFortunately, you are safe.â
When she heard that his grandfather was injured, she had imagined the terrible consequences.
Astelle, who was relieved, looked up at Kaizen again.
âHow about Theor?â
ââ¦â¦â
This time, Kaizen didnât answer easily.
âYour Majesty, is Theor safe?â
When Astelle urged him to answer, Kaizen answered hesitantly and carefully,
âI think your father took Theor.â
âI beg your pardon?â
At the word father, Astelleâs eyes darkened.
âDid my father take Theor?â
âThe Dukeâs men were near the inn. Iâve sent Lyndon over there now, so donât worry too much.â
Astelle understood the situation with that single word.
Her father, the Duke of Reston, wanted Astelle to become Empress again.
But, Astelle did not listen to him, so he kidnapped Theor.
He kidnapped her son and tried to threaten her.
Anger erupted at her fatherâs callous and selfish behavior.
On the other hand, she was also afraid.
If my father kidnapped Theor, it would be discovered that his eyes were red.
My quick-witted father will grasp the situation in an instant and find out that Theor is a prince.
Hiding her anxiety, Astelle asked,
âAre you sure? What if it was someone elseâsâ¦â¦?â
âWhy did other people kidnap Theor?â
âMaybe someone who has a grudge against meâ¦â¦â
Astelle did not directly refer to Florin and her mother, but only said âsomeone who has a grudge against meâ.
But Kaizen knew who she was talking about.
âEven if the Marchioness of Croychen had a grudge against you, there was no way she kidnapped the child of someone who would become Empress. The Marquis of Croychen would not allow that to happen.â
ââ¦â¦â
Astelle was silent at Kaizenâs confident words.
Kaizen was right.
Unless itâs revealed that Theor is his son, no one else would try to kidnap Theor except Duke of Reston.
Kaizen said while comforting Astelle, who was trembling slightly.
âDonât worry too much. Your father probably didnât kidnap him to harm him.â
But Astelle could not be so relieved.
âIf my father finds out Theorâs true color eyesâ¦â¦â
That is the worst thing that could happen.
Astelle was still anxious but had a glimmer of hope.
Her fatherâs men werenât the only ones near the inn where her grandfather and Theor had stayed last night.
There were also her older brotherâs men, Fritz.
Maybe the people near the inn werenât his fatherâs men, but Fritzâs?
Maybe the people Fritz sent had defeated her fatherâs men and saved Theor.
Maybe her grandfather was injured, couldnât escape, and could only take Theor to safety.
âEven if Fritz took him, he would notice the color of Theorâs eyes.â
Still, itâs not the worst if Fritz finds out.
âYour Majesty, may I go see my grandfather?â
âDonât worry, your grandfather will arrive in the capital as soon as everything is settled.â
âThank you, Your Majesty.â
Fritz was her only hope.
Astelle turned her gaze to the window.
In the glass window, she could see the reflection of her pale face.
Kaizen reflected in the window raised his hand toward Astelle.
Astelle turned to him.
In an instant, Kaizenâs finger touched her ear.
Kaizen reassured Astelle and stroked her platinum hair.
âTheor will surely come back. Donât worry too much.â
As Kaizen whispered, his warm breath reached Astelleâs ear.
After meeting again in six years, Astelle sometimes felt unfamiliar with Kaizen.
In particular, whenever he acted so kindly, she wondered if he was the Kaizen she knew.
Kaizen of the past played as her sweet fiancé, but he was always cold.
He always pretended that he cared for Astelle, but despite such planned kindness, there was a somewhat heartless part.
âI didnât realize it at the time.â
That the present Kaizen is unmistakably sweet and kind.
There is no pretense at all.
Is he really sincere?
Even though her feelings had wavered for a while with the friendly Kaizen, her heart froze again every time the old image of Kaizen crossed her mind.
Whatâs more, she is furious to think that none of this would have happened if this man had done nothing.
Astelle took a step back and walked away from him.
âThank you for your kind words, Your Majesty.â
ââ¦â¦â
Kaizenâs gaze followed Astelle.
He sighed and said, Iâll be back soon, so if you ever need anything, just tell me.â
Astelle bowed her head in an unwavering manner to show respect.
Kaizenâs sad eyes stared at her for a while.
When Astelle raised her head, she saw Kaizenâs back as he walked out the door.
After the door closed, Astelle swallowed dry saliva and looked back at the window.
I could see the view of the capital city turning dark.
Now, I have no choice but to pray in my heart that Theor is okay.
***
Theor woke up hearing a rattling sound.
âWhere is this place?â
When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw an unfamiliar landscape.
There was a patterned roof and windows a little away.
Even when I was lying still, my body was constantly shaking.
I couldnât remember how long I slept. I donât even know where this is.
Blinking slowly, Theor realized he was in a moving carriage.
The blue sky and tree branches could be seen through the glass window.
âThat kid has come to his senses.â
Startled at the unfamiliar voice, I turned my head.
Sitting across from me were men I had never seen before.
âAre you awake?â
Theor looked at them in surprise.
Both were strangers.
He looked similar in age to His Majesty the Emperor, but unlike His Majesty, they were men who looked scary.
Who are these people?
âWhy am I here?â
Theor looked around and looked for his grandfather.
However, there were only two strangers in the narrow carriage.
âGrandpaâ¦â¦â
Another man, who had been silent all this time, said,
âThe Marquis is not here.â
Theor shuddered and stiffened in surprise.
The moment I heard that voice, I remembered what happened last night.
Last night, someone opened the closet door where Theor was hiding.
He was the man with a black cloth covering his face.