Chapter 26. You and Mine, the Alcohol (1)
The Wolf Lord's Lady
âThe thing isâ¦at the end of the day, you still have Carolina, who is like an impenetrable iron fortress that shields you from everything. But I donât have a Carolina, you know that Kaid.â
âIt canât be, Carolina is Laiusâs, unless she herself wishes to go to Gimmi.â
Izador shrugged his shoulders after hearing Kaidâs statement.
âI know, Iâm just saying. Unless my lady is in Gimmi, Carolina would never leave Laius even if heaven and earth were overturned.â
I kept staring at the two people engaged in the pleasant conversation. They spoke without reserve, and the continuously smooth conversation flowed like water. I was now convinced that my previous realization was correct.
With Izador, it could be said that their easy-flowing conversation was because of their relationship. But, if you think about it, even with Caron (the maid chief), or even Samua and Jasmine, Kaid didnât seem to hesitate to talk.
He is always choosing the topic and having the appropriate two way conversation, along with smoothly removing unnecessary points without losing the original meaning and oversimplifying the topicâs original content. Weâre talking about Kaid, so Iâm sure heâs doing this consciously, but doing it consciously implies that he has a deep understanding of the practice and is therefore skilled in the art of communicating.
The conclusion is.
âKaid, it canât be that youâre only bad at talking when itâs with me? Is it? â
The hands that seemed to be unwavering even after drinking so much alcohol suddenly were shaking. The two people who were making statements of being sober, abruptly lowered their glasses, making a loud clunk. Their two pairs of eyes, which had started becoming a little sleepy due to the alcohol, were now wide open. Izador very awkwardly looked towards Kaid.
âYou.. itâs not like I donât understand your feelings. But how innocent hmp!!â
Kaid moved at an unbelievable speed and covered his hand over Izadorâs mouth, blocking whatever the other man was attempting to say. I think it must have hurt because it made the sharp sound of a slap. Even so, Izador didnât clutch his blocked mouth or wither in pain, he only turned his startled eyes towards Kaid.
âMy lady, thatâs..â
â⦠⦠Izador, it doesnât hurt?â
âIâm fineâ
Because the said person waved his palm lightly, it seemed like he was really alright. However, he was still looking at Kaid with startled eyes. No longer worrying about Izador, I was troubled by how resolutely assertive Kaid had just been, and turned my eyes towards him.
âUm⦠because you like talking to people, right? I canât think of you as someone who is bad at talking after looking at the usual you. Since itâs not my forte, you must try to match me. Thank you, Kaid.â
He seemed to be flustered as his golden eyes began wavering, somehow exuding pain before narrowing tightly. Suddenly, Kaid stood up vigorously, and with that same energy, kneeled at my feet. This time I was dumbfounded by his sudden burst of energy.
I began panicking and tried to get him to stand, but his much larger body refused to, no matter how hard I tried pulling him up. When I attempted to go down to the floor, I was held to the chair. Then, the hand I was using to make him stand was grabbed by Kaid. He then looked straight up.
âMy Lady, Iâve had enough, Iâm not going to tell a lie to you for the second timeâ
Unconsciously, I became startled by his eyes and voice that were so breathtakingly earnest.
âBut, Iâm not thinking that itâs a lieâ
âItâs different, my Lady! I would never trick you, for the second time, that isâ¦.â
âKaid!â
Kaid was so desperately and passionately arguing, that his eyes started trembling, so much so that I wanted to scold my thoughtless words. Not being able to tell the truth has left a much deeper wound inside him than it has in me. I reap what I sow. Even though I didnât think that his rightness is hateful, as I myself understand it, thereâs no one who cannot forgive their past more than Kaid.
âKaid, forgive me. I ended up saying something weird. Itâs not like that. I didnât say it to you because of thatâ
âThatâs not it, my Lady. The truth is I really canât talk to you properly, itâs⦠because Iâm embarrassedâ
âEmbarrassed?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Kaid seemed hesitant to say it. I tilted my head at the unexpected response. Itâs unusual for him to mumble with such a heavy voice, so unknown to myself, I began staring at him.
I was bothered that he was still kneeling on the floor, but now I was more concerned by Kaidâs unusual state.
âWhy? I mean, in the past you talked to me like usual, right?â