Chapter 19
I Raised Him Modestly, But He Came Back Obsessed With Me
There was a fishy smell filled their lungs with the sound river flowing calmly filled their ears. The moonlight, which was covered by clouds, was replaced by small lights.
*Step step*
Ben was being dragged with his upper body tied up so that he couldnât move. His steps were weak. He was worried about Cersinia but felt pathetic since he was not able to do anything.
âHey, walk faster.â
The subordinate pulled the shuddering Ben strongly. The wind shook Benâs body like a branch shaking in a typhoon. He was able to withstand it by putting strength on his feet. The subordinate glanced at Ben, who had stopped. His eyes were full of dissatisfaction. He was annoyed because he needed to work for a petty slave in the middle of the night. He pulled the rope strongly once more to relieve his anger.
Thud.
Benâs body fell forward helplessly. As his upper body was tied, he fell to the floor face first.
âUhâ¦â
Benâs head pounded. His eyes fluttered slightly with vertigo. His front teeth tingled as he hit his teeth when he fell. Ben swept his front teeth with the tip of his tongue. Fortunately, his teeth were fine.
âTsk⦠get up faster!â
The subordinate kicked Ben. He also scolded him with all kinds of insults.
Ben wriggled to get up. As always, everyone has treated him this way. However, Cersinia was different. She treated him like a human. She was the one who made him realize what warmth and kindness are.
âI missed Cersinia.â
He wanted to run right away and make sure she was safe. However, he is tied up. Frustrated with his powerless situation, he bit his lip softly.
âHey! Stop procrastinating and get up!â
When the subordinate urged him, Ben clenched his teeth and tried to get up, but he couldnât. How can he get up when his arms are tied with a rope and stuck together like glue? Ben struggled with his legs, so he tried to put his head on the floor, giving it strength, but it wasnât enough.
âAh, really!â
The subordinate spat next to the struggling Ben. His face, wrinkled with annoyance, showed no signs of loosening.
âIs he the slave?â
The man guarding the ship asked as he walked toward the subordinate.
âThatâs right.â
He was a friend of the subordinate. He put down the rope that is holding Ben, who was still struggling to get up. The subordinate tied him more than five times, so Ben wouldnât be able to untie it and run away. Ben groaned as he was deeply frustrated at the fact that he couldnât get up.
The subordinate went further into the dock to unwind with a friend he hadnât seen in a long time. He felt like he was wasting his time keeping a watch on a lowly slave, so he decided to come back after talking with his friend a bit.
Ben, who was left alone, stopped struggling as if he had given up. He turned his body on the wooden floor and looked up at the sky. The sky was dark, with no star in sight. He felt like the darkness, which showed nothing, was like his future. That thought made him smile bitterly.
A cold river wind blew past his skin. It was summer but the river was still cold. In the cold that penetrated to the bone, Ben wrapped his hands tightly. He was wondering if Cersiniaâs warmth would remain. The only thing he felt was the temperature of his cold flesh, and there was no way her warmth could remain.
A small drop of water dropped on Benâs face. Benâs eyes flinched at the cold droplets. Raindrops began to fall on the wooden board with a soft tapping sound.
âI hope it rains more,â so that obscure his vision to find Cersinia.
Ben thought as he watched the transparent rainfall in the pitch-dark.
Whether his earnest desire worked, the rain poured heavily. Ben lay on the board and quietly let the rain hit him. He felt a little comforting.
âI hope it keeps going.â
Rain fell endlessly, leaving nothing but his memory in Cersiniaâs cabin. Ben closed his eyes as the heavy rain fell on his body.
* * *
The sky, which had been dark since sunset, finally sprayed rain. Cersinia frowned at the stinging rain that hit her cheek as she ran. But she didnât slow down. Instead, she tried to run faster.
âIâm sorry, I should say I was stupid. I donât know where the desire to be together is coming from, but I just want to be with youâ¦â
Cersiniaâs black robe fluttered like the mane of a racehorse.
âHaa, haaâ¦â
She was out of breath, but thanks to the fact that she ran without a rest, Cersinia was able to reach the dock in no time.
âBen!â
Cersinia called Benâs name without hesitation. With urgency in her voice, she looked around continuously.
âBen! Where are you, Ben!â
Only a few lights illuminated at the dock, so it was very dark. Cersinia frowned and focused her eyes to find Ben as soon as possible. Ben opened his eyes since he hear a voice that was heard lightly beyond the strong sound of rain. He felt like he was hearing things like before. And it sounded like Cersiniaâs voice.
âCersinia couldnât be here. She already said goodbye to me at the currency exchange.â
Ben let out a small laugh as he was frustrated by the hallucinations.
âBen!â
One more time, a heartbreaking voice broke through the rain. The sound was so clear that it could not be regarded as a hallucination. Ben wriggled and moved his body. It may not be like it, but there was a little hope in his heart. Even with the rain hitting his eyes, Ben opened his eyes firmly and looked over. A faint silhouette was gradually appearing in a dark field as if painted with black paint.
âCersinia?â
Ben blinked his eyes wide. He couldnât tell whether what he was seeing was a reality or not. If he could move his hand, he would rub his eyes. Ben moved his arms strongly, but the rope remained motionless.
âBen!â
Cersinia, who was looking around for Ben, found something wriggling in the distance. She ran straight to it. As she got closer and closer through the downpour, she saw Ben lying on a board, tied with a rope.
âCersiniaâ¦â
Benâs gaze was blank as if he couldnât believe it even when he saw her approaching him. The person approaching him with a black robe had red and long hair. Her hair, which seemed to flutter in abundance, was soaked in the rain. Even in the dark, her bright red eyes glowed brightly.
âAhâ¦â
Ben swallowed a short moan. Those warm, shining crimson eyes were the color he had been drawn to until now.
âA-Are you okay?â
Cersinia, who approached Ben a moment later, had no choice but to frown. Ben, was tied up with a rope and it looked like his blood couldnât circulate properly, looked miserable. His nose was swollen with a blue bruise on the bridge as if he had been hit. His lips were torn and he was covered in blood.
âCersinia, is that really you?â
Ben asked,  not believing it. He kept looking at Cersinia blankly.
âYes, itâs me.â
Cersinia put her hand on the rope that was binding Ben with an answer. With the sound of the snapping, the rope broke and fell to the floor. Unlike Benâs effort to untie the rope, the rope was cut helplessly by Cersiniaâs hands. Ben looked down at his free arms with a tingling sensation in his fingertips. Soon after, he raised his head and touched Cersiniaâs arm, just in case it was only his hallucination. The warmth delivered to his fingertips was real. Benâs eyes widened, and they became teary.
âCersinia, are you okay? D-Did you get hurt?â
âPardon?â
âHe⦠He said he was going to visit Cersiniaâ¦â
Ben looked at Cersinia with desperate eyes. He wondered if she got hurt somewhere. His gaze was filled with concern for her.
âYouâ¦â
Cersinia was furious to see Ben worried about her. She wanted to yell but couldnât, so she bit her mouth shut. She felt that Ben was genuinely worried about her.
âAre you okay? Cersinia, did you get hurt?â Ben asked in a trembling voice.
Ben thought that Cersinia, who shut her mouth tightly, was in pain. His trembling hands grabbed Cersiniaâs robe. As he expected, Viscount Montene must have visited her. Ben should have somehow stopped him from heading to Cersinia, but he couldnât. Ben regretted it again and again.
âItâs okay. Iâm fine.â
âReally?â Even when she said it was okay, Benâs voice didnât stop trembling.
To reassure him, Cersinia put her hands on the top of his hand. An ice-cold temperature reached her palm.
âIâm really fine.â
Ben stared intently into Cersiniaâs eyes. There was no lie in her unwavering eyes. Only then did Ben sweep his chest with relief.
âIâm glad, reallyâ¦â
Cersinia frowned as she watched Ben, who was relieved with stiff shoulders hanging down.
âHow did you-!â
She couldnât finish her words. It was his foolish and miserable appearance that made her choked up.
âCersinia?â
Ben was a little startled when he looked at her. Cersinia took a breath for a moment and then opened her mouth again.
âJust worry about yourself. Youâre the one who got hurt.â
It wasnât time for him to worry about her. While she was away from him for a while, his appearance became disastrous.
âAs expected, I shouldnât have let him go⦠But I got his paper.â
âItâs your slave document.â
âHow come Cersinia has themâ¦â
His blood-stained fingerprint is stamped. Without a single hesitation, Cersinia burned down the document she was holding.
Crackle.
The paper, which had become as small as dust, was washed away with the rain. As if there was nothing from the beginning.
âYouâre free now.â
Perhaps quite surprised, Ben looked at Cersinia with his round eyes. Cersinia swallowed and opened her mouth. It was her turn to talk about why she ran all the way here.
âBen, Iâm sorry.â
âYes? Why is Cersiniaâ¦â
âBecause I let you go.â
âThatâs not true! Why is Cersinia apologizing for thatâ¦â
Ben strongly waved his hand in denial. Why did she say sorry to him? She is the only warm person who has been by his side⦠Not wanting her to apologize, Ben shook his head vigorously.
Cersinia smiled as she looked at Ben, who was fiercely denying it. She already thought Ben would react like this when she apologized to him⦠and it was right.
âYou know, I canât predict my future. You already know, because of my power, something might happen to you.â
Her words were cut off for a moment. Cersiniaâs eyes were shaking severely. She saw her strength with her own eyes in the cabin. She witnessed vividly what had happened while she lost control for a moment. There is no guarantee that it will not happen to Ben either.
Wouldnât it be better to give Ben freedom and leave him out? While she was in countless conflicts in her mind, she felt something cold on her hand. It was Benâs hand. Ben was staring at her without saying a word. He seemed to be reassuring her that everything was fine. Cersinia gathered up her courage again and opened her mouth. In the end, the choice is up to Ben.
âBecause of my power, you may suffer too. But⦠if thatâs okay with youâ¦â
Cersinia didnât even know what she was talking about right now. She wonders if she deserves to say this to him. Her hands trembled as she felt sorry. Her gaze lost its way and wandered, eventually looking down.
Ben checked his ears. Maybe he misheard it. âIs it true that Cersinia asked me to live with her?â
His ears were fine. Because he could hear the sound of the falling rain and his beating heart very well. His frozen body melted like a cup of hot tea. What she said to him was something he couldnât possibly say to her. He wanted to be with her, but how could he not be a burden to her? How dare he be with her when his status as a slave shackled him all his life⦠But Cersinia gave him freedom. She brought up the idea of living together and asked his opinion first.
âCersinia,â Benâs voice trembled a little, with water around his eyes.
âHow can I explain this overwhelming feeling? How dare I refuse her. Itâs ridiculous. She is my salvation and my light.â
âCersinia, please look at me.â
Despite the friendly tone that called her, Cersinia couldnât raise her head. She was scared of what kind of answer would come out. Ben put down his head and looked at Cersiniaâs face. Cersinia was startled by the face that suddenly appeared in her sight and raised her head. Then Ben smiled bashfully as if he was waiting.
âI want to be with you.â
âWhat?â
âPlease be with me, Cersinia.â
He wants to be with her. It doesnât matter whether Cersinia brought it out of sympathy or compassion for him. If it wasnât for Cersinia, his life would be meaningless. A bright smile was drawn on Benâs face as if spring flowers had bloomed.