Vol. 3 Chapter 4 - Please Put Your Imprint On Me

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Ho, It seemed like he remembered my voice. I thought he forgot.

But in the end, towards a man who doesn’t look back at me, I asked one more question.

“Did you wait for me?”

“……”

He remained silent as before. I didn’t ask the question hoping for an answer either.

“I am waiting for you.”

I waited for the past 10 days thinking that he would come to see me.

It’s not that far away.

Because he already knows who I am.

‘That’s why you told Cedric that you wanted to work in the Countdom.’

Because you came to the Countdom because of me.

As I stood up rustling, he, who had been standing motionless, looked back at me slowly.

“Hello.”

“……”

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

Despite my welcome greeting, he looked stiff as if he were not very happy.

Even after recognizing me, he didn’t come closer or farther away.

It wasn’t exactly the reunion I expected.

However, his neck, which seemed nervous, and his eyes, which had a deeper wave and a more blue color, were wandering around, unable to leave me.

As if I couldn’t believe that the me in front of him was real.

At this late night.

This dim air evoked memories of that dark night that he and I shared.

* * * * *

Behind the guard post was a large old tree and bench.

I naturally sat on the bench.

Instead of sitting next to me, he leaned next to the tree and quietly listened to me.

“Why me?”

I said if Countess Camilla came and asked for Shannon’s escort, it would be better for him to accept it.

He asked after listening to me for a while.

“Why should I escort your sister?”

“Because I want to see you up close.”

“……”

Was I too shameless?

But this is the truth.

I want to see that face in a bright place for a long time.

I naturally turned my head toward him.

“It’s hard to get out of the castle like this every time.”

It is said that he completely abstained from eating and drinking for a month at the temple, but it looked like he was much healthier and stronger than before, as if he was doing well in the castle.

His hair was also cut short, and his fine features were exposed right down to his forehead.

‘He’s really handsome.’

He was like a well-worn black horse.

“Shannon’s bedroom is not far from mine.”

When he becomes an escort, I could see him often and monitor Shannon well.

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