What? Itâs like it doesnât taste goodâ¦
âWeird. Before returning, he really liked this and ate it well⦠â
But now Wilhelmâs expression was as if he was forcing himself to eat, pretending to be okay. He was pretending not to be, but he clearly showed signs of distress.
âPerhaps⦠⦠Canât you eat giblets?â
When Anastasia asked with a doubtful expression, Wilhelm answered after a while.
â⦠No, I think itâs fine.â
âYour expression⦠⦠You donât look very good.â
â⦠actually.â
After quite a long hesitation, Wilhelm confessed cautiously.
âItâs my first time eating this food.â
â⦠yes?â
Anastasia stuttered with a bewildered expression at the unexpected answer.
âHa, but obviously, as you travel around many countriesâ¦â¦.â
At that moment, the lightning bolt flashed through Anastasiaâs mind.
âDid you lie?â
She went out on a street date with Wilhelm after they were already in love.
âBut this is a food that people like and dislike quite a lot⦠â¦. Are you sure you donât mind?â
âItâs okay. Iâve been wandering for four years.â
âBut stillâ¦.â
âIâve tried this kind of food a lot abroad before.â
In fact, he said he liked it quite a bit, as he looked at her with a curious smile and took a bite of sausage.
âYou didnât want to disappoint me.â
Anastasiaâs eyes quickly heated up at her belated realization.
âWhy, why did he tell such a lie?â¦.â
âAsha.â
A hot tear felt on the cheek and a startled voice touching her ear made Anastasiaâs mind blank.
âAre you okay?â
He came close to her with a perplexed expression, as if he were quite surprised to see her crying suddenly.
âYesâ¦â
Anastasia hurriedly wiped her cheeks and continued to talk with difficulty.
âItâs alright. Itâs alrightâ¦â
No, it wasnât really.
It was regrettable that she realized too late that he actually loved and cared for her even in these little things.
The person she wanted to express her gratitude to was⦠not in this time anymore.
Anastasia tried to stop crying before Wilhelm, who was unaware of this, found her any stranger.
She had to stopâ¦
âGasp⦠Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry.â
It didnât stop at all. She felt so sorry for him for not noticing his lies earlier. She was sorry she couldnât tell him again, so she felt even more sorry.
âAhâ¦â
At that moment, Wilhelm hugged her tightly. He opened his mouth, wrapping Anastasia with his trembling hand.
âDonât cry.â
His voice was as shaky as his trembling hands.
âIf you cry⦠⦠I donât know what to do.â
ââ¦â
âMy mind turns blank⦠Nothing, I canât think of anything.â
He asked in a desperate voice.
âI meanâ¦â¦ Donât cry. You donât have to be sorry. Itâs not that I canât eat it. Itâs just my first time, soâ¦â
âWill.â
Anastasia embraced his neck in a wailing voice.
Wilhelmâs body stiffened by the sudden movement, but Anastasia did not care and did not let go of the hand that hugged her. No, rather, she hugged him with more strength.
âI, Iâm so sorryâ¦â
âNo, thereâs nothing to be sorry aboutâ¦â
âJust.â
Anastasia interrupted him with difficulty and apologized.
âIâm just sorry for everything. I⦠I feel so sorry for you.â
One day, please, she wanted to confess to him.
Although she couldnât do that to him who died because of her, she really wanted to convey the feeling to him now.
She was so sorry to push him to ruin.
âIâm sorry. Iâm sorry, Willâ¦â
âIf youâre so sorry.â
Wilhelm, who was holding Anastasia silently, opened his mouth at some point.
âI donât know what it is, but you can pay it off in the future.â
ââ¦â
âPay it off by my side.â
With those words, a stronger force entered Wilhelmâs arms as he embraced Anastasia.
âAs my empress.â
ââ¦â
âThen stop crying.â
His firm, yet soft voice was the one she remembered and loved.
âIâm okay.â
Perhaps he would have said that even if he had heard her apology before she returned.
Because of that thought, Anastasia slowly stopped crying in his arms without saying a word, feeling like her heart was breaking.
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After Anastasia calmed down, Wilhelm treated her as if nothing had happened.
Anastasia was grateful for his consideration, and she also treated him as casually as possible.
She was so engrossed in the streets again, and when it was time to go back, Wilhelm said to Anastasia.
âI have a place to go to.â
At that, Anastasia looked at him with her puzzled eyes and nodded her head.
Eventually Wilhelm took Anastasia to a sparsely populated garden. That was also quite familiar to Anastasia.
âHereâ¦â
Anastasiaâs heart began to beat rapidly.
âIsnât it difficult to climb?â
Then, Wilhelm asked in a worried voice.
âIf itâs hard, Iâll carry you with me.â
â⦠no.â
Anastasia struggled to open her mouth.
âItâs okay. I can go up.â
Anastasia, who remembered it before her return, shook her head, her eyes reddened. It was dark around her, so she was lucky that he couldnât see her face.
âWilhelm brought me here on our first dateâ¦â
Because she liked it, she always stopped by there when she went out with Wilhelm.
âI thought it would be the end if we couldnât go here togetherâ¦â
Anastasia climbed up the hill, with her overflowing heart.
After a few minutes or so, the two finally reached the top.
As she climbed to the top of the hill, she could see the scenery of the city at a glance.
Since it was the first day of the festival, there were more lanterns than usual, and the night view was quite beautiful. More than any night view Anastasia had ever seen.
And maybe in the future, she wouldnât see a more beautiful night view.
âWhat do you think?â
âItâs so⦠beautiful.â
Anastasia replied sincerely.
âDid you bring me here to show me this?â
âYes, this is a place that only I know.â
Wilhelm smiled and nodded.
âI found it while wandering around before I ascended the throne. Iâve never encountered anyone, so I often thought here alone.â
âThank you for bringing me to such a precious place.â
âBecause you are also my precious person.â
âPrecious personâ¦?â
âYouâre on my side.â
Wilhelm replied to Anastasia as if it were natural, and Anastasia smiled only then.
âYes. Thanks to you, I think Iâll have an unforgettable memory.â
âIâm in trouble if youâre already surprised by this.â
Wilhelm grinned and said something meaningful.
âThereâs still a highlight left.â
At the same time, red firecrackers went up to the sky and exploded with a loud noise.
-Bang!
The highlight of the festival, fireworks have begun.
The first fireworks exploded, and other fireworks went up to the sky one after another and began to explode.
âWowâ¦â
Anastasia couldnât take her eyes off the night sky as if she had never seen a fireworks display before, and Wilhelm stared at it and smiled unconsciously.
âIâm glad you like it.â
He brought her to the place because he thought it would be a better experience to see the fireworks in a quiet and open place rather than a place where many people gathered.
âI was originally going to bring someone I loveâ¦â
He didnât want to go back, so he brought her there. Somehow he thought sheâd like it here.
âIâm glad my prediction was right.â
Thinking that he should continue to bring her, Wilhelm couldnât take his eyes off Anastasia, who was absorbed in the fireworks with tears in her eyes.
âDo you like it?â
Anastasia, who was only looking up at the sky, turned to him.
She looked at him with slightly tearful eyes, smiling brighter than the flames in the night sky.
The moment he saw it, the color quickly faded from Wilhelmâs expression.
âI love it.â
ââ¦â
âThank you very much, Will.â
Looking at her smiling brightly with his nickname in her mouth, Wilhelm felt one side of his heart numb.
At first, he thought it was an unfamiliar sensation and was embarrassed.
But soon after, he realized it wasnât. It was because it was a feeling he felt quite often while looking at Anastasia.
Looking at her smiling at him, looking at her crying⦠Every moment he saw her, all the emotions that had suddenly risen suddenly revived in an instant, shaking Wilhelmâs heart as if there was an earthquake.
âSince when has⦠It felt like this.â
He calmly looked back on my memory, but he couldnât be sure of the beginning.
Going back too long, Wilhelm at some point gave up finding the starting point.
And now, he turned his mind to focus on the present in which he lived.
She was now undeniably special and precious to him.
Now his heart was solely controlled by the trigger that was her. Her laughter made him happy, and her crying made him sad.
The initiative of emotion was no longer him, but in her.
It had been a long time since she had already opened the door to his heart and strode inside so that his emotions were assimilated.
So he didnât know if it was what others called love, but even if it wasnâtâ¦
âIt doesnât matter.â
âNow, I donât think Iâll feel this way for anyone but you.â
He didnât think anyone but her would dare take over his heart like this.
Even a similar feeling, even a resemblance⦠From now on, it will only be hers.