He got up and lit a candle because the surrounding was pitch black after the sunset. Outside, someone even brushed away a single grain of dust, but Clyde did everything by himself here.
âAh, that tag signifies a more important document.â
When Edith pulled out a folder, he immediately recognized the label with a star from afar. It means that he not only labeled them himself but also remembered each one.
She couldnât get away from it. A life of eating just from day to day was passing by.
A deep sigh escaped Edithâs crooked mouth.
At this point a request to take a rest seemed uncomfortable because this situation was so bad.
It was long past the hour to leave work. She dug documents from her desk, precisely as she did at 4 p.m.
Her neck became like a turtleâs as she read and her wrist was sore from writing down her thoughts, but she was forced to stay. She had never studied so hard at the academy where she often took the top position.
The scary man didnât say she could go home. Curses for the vicious boss filled her mind.
âShould I just say I want to go home? Clyde said it himself. That I could be comfortable with him.â
She opened her mouth after much consideration and hesitation.
âYour Highness, Iâll get going.â
He had been scribbling something in front of Edith who was working hard, and then he looked up belatedly as if he had forgotten.
âIs it time for you to sleep?â
Her pupils shook in an instant.
âTime to⦠sleep?â
âEdith was so focused until it was hard to talk to you. I told you to take it easy.â
He rose from his seat with ease and reached out to Edith like a gentleman who would escort her.
He must be joking. He let her work overtime from the first day of the job, but the reason he left her alone was because it hard to talk to her? A deep pain hit the back of her neck.
Nevertheless, her opponent was the Crown Prince. Even though they were alone in a special room, that fact remained the same.
Even if the anger rose inside, she stretched her twitching cheeks from side to side and smiled, expressing her desire for leaving work in a positive expression.
Entering the main social life game, she brought back memories of the old world.
She judged herself to be good at talking. It was said that political power was at its highest level if they were good at talking. You could do it, Edith. Even if the night grasshoppers cry out of the window, you could go home now.
âThatâs⦠why, Iâm going home.â
âYou would encounter some difficulties on a night journey. Why donât you just take a break here?â
â⦠What?â
âLetâs see⦠Iâm a little sorry to make you sleep on the couch. I tried to make room for Edith to rest, but the last three days were not enough.â
She didnât need a place to rest. She wanted to go home.
âYour Highness.â
âWould you rather use my bed? Iâll sleep on the couch.â
âPlease say something that makes sense. I couldnâtââ
She felt like she would pour out unfiltered remarks, so she grabbed her mouth that was trying to talk recklessly with her hands. The sound from her heart was going fired straight away without going through her brain.
She couldnât be like this. Clyde dropped a bombshell and made her feel nauseous.
The Crown Princeâs bedroom wasnât strictly a private space. He received reports from the chief attendant or sometimes called some close friends to the bedroom. There were even emperors who opened their bedrooms for the nobles.
Therefore it would be ridiculous for Edith to occupy the Crown Princeâs bed. Certainly, there would be a fuss the moment a servant came in the morning. Even if she lies down with Clydeâs permission, she would get caught up in all sorts of gossip and eventually get fired.
It was the worst end for Edith whose goal was to be an idle salaried worker and have a leisurely pension life.
She was at a loss, but Clyde kept talking nonsense.
âToday must have been a tough day, you should take a good rest, Edith. Feel free to use my bed.â
âYou know I couldnât do that.â
He was about to take Edith into the bedroom to make her sleep there. He waited by the side to see if he could pull out the chair when she got up.
âWhy not?â
Did she have to say it aloud?
âFirst of all, thereâs a lot of servants who are going home.â
âNo one is coming until I call them. No one has ever pulled the bedroom curtains in the morning. Iâve made sure they donât touch me no matter how important the event is.â
It was a bit surprising. Was Clyde a person who values privacy?
As I pondered, I had never heard of anyone discussing national affairs in the Crown Princeâs bedroom.
âStill⦠Iâd be in big trouble if I lie down on the bed.â
She pretended to brush her hair with her thumb.
He took special measures against Edith, who showed no signs of moving. He grabbed both of her forearms and lifted her. Then, as if playing a train, he pushed from behind and headed to the bedroom.
âYou wonât be in trouble. No matter who sees it, all of my close attendants are very tight-lipped.â
âBut Your Highness.â
âIâll tell him to prepare two baths of water to wash. The servant will clean out after the last one, can you bear that much?â
It was like playing a newlywed couple. He said he would use the couch, but why did they go to bed together?
âNo!â
She turned around and glared at Clyde.
A servant washed with the Crown Prince? That really wasnât right. A rumor that the two of them were in a relationship would spread.
âYour Highness better get ready to sleep. Iâll get this done and go home.â
When she drew the line firmly, he put down her arms with a slightly disappointed expression.
However, he went back to the special room without calling anyone to take care of him. Seeing him half lying on the couch with a book, he seemed to have no intention of sleeping. Then he stabbed Edith with a grumpy tone.
âI know Edith did a great job. But shouldnât you report the amount you reviewed today?â
âYou didnât tell me to report it.â
âI just remembered. You donât have to do it every day, but Iâd like to see the report anyway. Along with your opinion on it.â
She wasnât a fool to not understand why he was fickle. It was because she didnât follow his suggestion to sleep here.
Why on earth did this guy do this to her?
Was he interested in her? Those words lingered in her mouth like a babyâs babble. She agonized countless times over whether to ask or not.
Whatever, forget it. She would just do it if he wanted a report. She was curious about Clydeâs true intentions, but it wasnât right to ask him. Better to take a chance and check it later.
It was embarrassing if his answer was ânoâ, and it would become difficult if he said âyesâ. Besides, she wasnât even ready to accept it.
Edith grinded her teeth and replied with a gnawing tone.
âOkay. I will report it.â
Now that she had reached all the way to this point, she had blown away all formalities.
He didnât care at all whether she served him politely or acted friendly.
She returned to her seat and sat down with a thud. She didnât know if Clyde heard the angry huffing sound, but he didnât turn his head. Soon after, she vigorously took off her shoes which had been tightening her feet. A pair of shoes rolled under the desk.
She felt more alive as her feet became more comfortable. She wiggled her toes buried in the soft carpet and vigorously unfolded the paper.
Until late at night, only the sound of a pen could be heard in the quiet separate room.
Too much happened to her during the day. As soon as she went to work, she had to go to the shooting range, did gun shooting, and followed him into the reception room.
The pen on the half-filled paper stopped when the bedtime bell rang from afar.
Edithâs eyes were quietly closed and didnât even budge.
She didnât even notice Clyde had appeared next to her, stroked her platinum blonde hair, and carefully pulled out the hair ornament on the back of her head.
He stroked a strand of loose hair on her lips and carefully put it on the back.
âWhy are you holding up?â
The whispering voice dripped with honey. He seemed a completely different person from the grumpy man earlier.
âYou couldâve just lied down when I told you to sleep.â
Clyde lowered his head and stood face to face with her.
Her small facial features and round nose were cute. The more he looked at her as a girl, the more beautiful she was.
His lips were drawn like a magnet.
While holding his breath for fear that his breath would get on her, he had to make up his mind not to steal her kiss.
He consciously turned away his head which was about to lean forward on its own.
âNow Iâm going to move you to bed.â
It would be okay to sneak at her fluffy ears with his eyes.
It wasnât wrong to just look.
âI donât want you to wake up.â
A few days ago, Edith seemed to be fast asleep, but it didnât seem like it would be easy to carry her around.
âIâll be careful, but if you wake up⦠can you just pretend to be asleep? Then Iâll lie you down and pretend I donât know.â
Judging from her stable sleeping posture on the desk, she seemed to have done that a lot at the academy. That was how it was in school. You could fall asleep completely even if you didnât lie down on the bed.
Clyde tucked his arm between her armpits. The other arm propped gently under her knee.
He held her as gently as he could and did it in silence.
Edithâs weighed a lot less than the strength he had given, so his upper body almost tilted back.
He staggered for a moment and then took hold of her. He rolled up his arms and held a soft woman in his arms.
Sniff, he could smell a faint scent.
He could feel a unique and warm characteristic scent coming out from the sleeping woman.
When she was around, he could only smell the soap. However, when he hugged her tightly, a clear feeling penetrated Clydeâs nose.
It was a lively floral scent.
A floral fragrant that naturally exuded from the human skin, and the scent could only be smelled when he put his nose very close, making him feel dizzy.
âIs this a Betaâs scent? No way⦠Thatâs impossible.â
A unique scent bloomed from the warm body temperature. It was like a wild flower and lily of the valley.
The smell produced by human skin was completely different from artificially manufactured perfumes.
It was enough to drive his desire to put his nose on her nape.