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Lelia felt her eyes getting wet. She closed her eyes and waited without moving until the shadow was just around the corner.

"..."

The intruder approached the bed and stood quietly. It didn't even breathe. It couldn't even dare to touch her when she was asleep. It just looked at the slender back lying on the bed and her scattered hair. After a long time... The intruder slowly began to move away. At that moment, Lelia instinctively felt him leaving and raised herself.

"Oscar..."

Now, whenever she said that name, it made her heart ache, and in an instant, she grabbed and pulled the man. A large, muscular body was dragged helplessly. His body collapsed on the bed as if it had no will to love. Lelia pulled back the black hood with her eyes full of tears. A pale face was revealed before her eyes. The red eyes looked at her with embarrassment.

"Oscar... Oscar." Lelia cried his name and hugged him tight. Afraid that he would go away again, she hugged his waist and did not let him move.

"..."

Oscar didn't hug her, nor did he shake her off. He was just frozen. Lelia was impatient with his icy attitude. She slowly pulled herself from the hug, and looked at his face.

"..."

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you say anything...?"

Lelia raised one hand and caressed his cheek. Anxiety came from his cold body.

"Are you sick? Where are you feeling the pain? Have you been to the doctor?"

"..."

There was no answer even though she asked nervously. Soon, Oscar firmly grabbed her wrist. His cold touch spread to the palm of his hand, and an awkward silence flowed. Oscar pushed her away firmly as if he felt nothing.

"...Oscar."

He raised himself straight off from bed. Lelia then predicted what he would do. He'll make a crack and disappear, or he'll run out of the window.

"No, don't go!" Lelia quickly grabbed onto his waist. She earnestly begged him with her forehead pressed against his wide back. "Don't go... Don't go, please... Oscar, don't go."

When she faced him again, she felt how much she had missed him. She endured the longing. It was only the moment they faced each other, but Oscar, who pushed her away coldly, was frustrated. Why on earth...? She was begging in front of him, and he craved her affection. And suddenly... Why...?

"What's wrong with you, Oscar? Talk to me... please?"

"..."

Oscar stood for a long time as if his limbs were tied tightly. His back muscles flinched. Soon he slowly turned around.

"I..."

A cracked voice leaked out. Lelia was heartbroken by the poor broken voice.

"Is it because you're sick or because you—"

"..."

"Tell me, please..."

Oscar looked at Lelia's face as she cried and pleaded. He had never seen a face like this before.

'The way you cry and beg like this is...'

Her face was not like this when she begged him to send her back to the territory. Oscar had a headache. It felt weird. At the end, he recalled what Lelia said to him.

"Rather, you abandon everything and come to me."

"Then I'll also... I think I can accept you. So, if... If you can give up the throne... Come to the Superion's territory..."

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