CH 122
I Raised Him Modestly, But He Came Back Obsessed With Me
Late afternoon when the Limapheus returned.
Cersinia asked Limapheus to set up a guestbook to be signed by hand in order to identify the list of nobles attending the banquet on the day when all the nobles gathered. Limapheus readily replied he would do that.
Verne followed Limpheus into the palace. They were sad to be departed, so they hugged each other and said goodbye several times.
âI hope to see you again, Lady.â
âWe can meet any time.â
Cersinia held back her tears, soothing Verne.
âBen, what are you worried about?â
She asked, worried about him, who had a dark expression on his face throughout the conversation, sitting alone by the window. At some point, Benâs expression suddenly darkened.
ââ¦â
Even after waiting for a long time, his lips didnât move. Cersinia held his hand silently.
âIf itâs because of what has happened, donât worry too much. Everythingâs gonna be fine.â
She doesnât know why but looking at his deep expression, she wanted to comfort him a little. However, Ben is still silent. His dark purple eyes were settling very deeply. He kept his mouth shut without interfering with the story.
âI brought some refreshments.â
It was a maid who broke the silence between the two of them. The maidâs voice was heard, along with the sound of knocking on the door.
âCome on in.â
When the permission was given, the door opened, and a maid with the refreshment table entered.
âItâs hot, so be careful⦠Aargh!â
The maid, who was carefully putting down the teapot, missed the handle because her hands were slippery. As the teapot fell on the table with a crash, hot tea poured out.
âI-I am sorry! I am really sorry! I hope youâre not hurt, kyaaak!â
âDo you want to die?â
âBen!â
He quickly grabbed the maidâs wrist strongly.
âWho is it? Who commands you to do this?â
He growled as if he was going to chew the maidâs bones at any moment. His unhidden aura was so ferocious.
âTh-There is no one who commands me⦠It is really just an accidentâ¦â
âBen, let go of her hand.â
The frightened maid dripped thick tears. Cersinia grabbed the maidâs wrist and placed her hand on his, which was reluctant to let it go.
âIt is true, my Lord. It was an accident⦠I am sorry. Huhu, I am really sorry.â
âBen, whatâs wrong? Let go of her hand.â
His fierce aura, which couldnât be subsided with the anger, was softened by Cersiniaâs words. Cersinia removed each of his fingers from the maidâs wrist. As the maidâs wrist was freed, the maid bowed down with tears flowing endlessly.
âI am sorry⦠Heuk, I am so sorry.â
âItâs all right. Iâll clean this place up. Go out.â
Cersinia intercepted the maid and Ben, then quickly let her go out. As the maid quickly left the room, the two of them were left alone. There was only the sound of water dripping from the table between the two of them. The dripping water made the end of her dress wet.
âBen.â
Cersinia spoke first. Her face hardened with a rather angry voice. Ben kept his mouth shut without saying anything. She was very startled by his unexpected sudden behavior.
âEverything that threatens Cersinia even in the slightest will be removed.â
The looks in his eyes were dangerous as if he was serious about dealing with that maid. Cersinia looked into his eyes.
âItâs just a mistake. She didnât mean to do it.â
As she clasped his hands, his distorted expression softened a little. Cersinia seemed to understand why he was overreacting. Because Roena, whom he hired, was the one who helped the mastermind behind it to put a false charge on Cersinia. She didnât even know it made him traumatic. She also didnât know that Ben thought it was his fault that Cersinia was engulfed in flames and nearly died.
âI know what youâre worried about. But I will always be by your side, and if anything dangerous happens, I will ask for your help. So you donât have to react to every single one of these things.â
âIt will be too late when you ask for help. Like last timeâ¦â
âBen.â
âIn the end, it was all my fault⦠It was all my fault that I put you in such a threat.â
Pain emanated from his crumpled face. His slightly trembling eyes were wet.
âItâs not your fault.â
âFrom Roena to the Duke Kailos⦠If it werenât for me, you wouldnât be in danger.â
As the great remorse colored the room with the sunset, Cersinia was instantly dazed.
âWhy did the story of Duke Kailos suddenly come out of his mouth?â
âWhat are you talking about? How is that your fault? Duke Kailos justââ
âIf I hadnât hired Roena⦠If I hadnât get rid of Count Dexter⦠this wouldnât have happened.â
He could hardly forgive himself for the thought that his own existence had put Cersinia in danger. He vowed to protect her, even if the price is his life, but it was him who almost killed her. That fact bound his whole body like shackles.
The contempt for her that fell on her chest like a heavy lead, and reproachful rebukes rang in her ears to the point of bleeding. If it werenât from him, Cersinia would have been fine. She shouldnât have gotten involved with this. He blamed and resented himself for all this.
ââ¦â
Cersinia couldnât say anything hastily. Because Benâs eyes were fluttering helplessly, like delicate grass that flutters in the wind.
At that moment, his stinging wound, which had been crushed and burst, rose to the surface. The wound that he was holding down was like swallowing bitter medicine. The reproachful wounds he now harbored were too large to be measured.
âSo I will cut the buds first. Forgive my selfish desire to stay with you in this wayâ¦â
While confessing what he felt, he avoided Cersiniaâs gaze. Because of his guilt, he couldnât look her eyes directly. Exhaling painful breath, he closed his blurry eyes. His whole mouth was bitter with the stinging pain inside his throat.
ââ¦I donât like it. That others pose a threat to you. I donât like it.â
Her heart sank. Now she fully understands his feelings of being left alone. It was clear that Ben was blaming himself because of the wound he felt when he saw her not being able to get out the great fire.
Ben hated his helpless self who couldnât do anything. Even though there was a certain person who had committed it, he was blaming himself from the guilt of not being able to protect her. But this case involved Roena and Duke Kailos. He couldnât stand it. He must have thought that beyond his helpless self, his wrong actions had caused the events of today.
âIâm sorry. I thought I could handle it well. It wouldnât be a problem if I didnât lose consciousness⦠Itâs my fault for being negligent. I hurt you with thisâ¦â
Cersinia choked up and couldnât speak properly. On the other hand, it was easy to understand him. When such a danger occurred to her, it was obvious that Ben would hate himself if he was in a situation where he couldnât do anything. On top of that, if he finds out that the people that are associated with you are the culprits, you will be disgusted with yourself. Because the person he loves is in danger because of himself. The guilt will be more powerful than the pain of tearing your heart out.
âNo way! How is that your fault!â
Ben strongly denied it. The slightly frowned eyebrows were even pitiful.
âYou told me it was dangerous. Even so, I was the one who insisted on going there.â
âNo, I should have been a little more proactive. If I hadnât been involved with themââ
âYou respected my opinion. As always, if I hadnât been involved with them, this wouldnât have happened.â
It was her who hurt Viscount Montene and to live as Cersinia. Ben just believed in her and was always there for her.
âBen. The one who is at fault are they. They donât even reflect on their mistakes, so why should you embrace the guilt and suffer?â
It was a ridiculous sight for others to see. They were fighting each other, saying their own fault was bigger. But the two were sincere no matter what they said. They were terribly concerned about the wounds they would have suffered from each other.
âCersinia.â
âIâll tell you first. I know this has already hurt you. So, Iâm so sorryâ¦â
Cersinia then whispered to Ben.
âI will think of myself first in the future. For you, who obviously have something to worry about, I will do my best to make sure this doesnât happen. So Ben, donât hurt yourself. Itâs never your fault.â
She couldnât contain her feelings and hugged him.
Lovely person. Someone who you canât help but to love.
âDonât blame yourself.â
Cersinia cleared her throat and said what she felt.
Benâs arms were always like a wide sea. The wide sea that you can forget all your troubles if you are in these arms. However, there was only one time when these wide arms collapsed. Cersinia knew it was something to do with herself.
The thought of Ben, who had fallen endlessly because of looking at her engulfed in flames, Cersiniaâs eyes tingled, and her heart ached.
âIâm sorry for leaving you alone. Iâm sorry for making you feel that way.â
She didnât even think about the people left behind to walk a different path from the original. She is only thinking about herself. Selfishly, she didnât try to understand his feelings. The tip of Cersiniaâs lips trembled with regret.
âCersiniaâ¦â
Ben couldnât speak properly. He just held Cersinia in his arms tightly with a pitiful expression. He really canât stand it. The hatred, self-denial, and deep wound on himself, which had weighed him down until just now, disappeared as if washed away with her words.
âIâm okay. As long as you stay by my side, everything will be fine.â
He crouched down as much as he could and buried his forehead deep on her shoulder. It was only then that he realized. All he has to do now is not to make her say sorry but to make himself strong enough to go through something like this.
âNo one can touch you.â
Itâs a warning and determination that he will never forgive those who were involved in this.
âIâll make it happen.â
It was his pledge not to repeat the same thing when he tasted despair. To make Cersinia laugh without worrying about anything else. This was his only goal now.
Soon, the hot breaths of the two intertwined. Tears of each other penetrated between their lips, and warm and salty flavors overflowed their mouths.
Evening when the sun had not yet set, the two constantly craved each otherâs body temperature. In their embrace, sometimes strongly, sometimes softly, coveting each other, they confirmed each otherâs feelings again and again until darkness fell.