Who am I?

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A dark night tinge by the moonlight greets Adlyn.

"..."

Without realizing what had happened to him, Adlyn staggers and snaps up. Then, as soon as his surroundings start spinning round and round, he falls backwards in sudden dizziness.

The one thing that touches her head isn’t a fluffy pillow.

“Tsk.”

A large, firm hand supports Adlyn’s head.

“You still have a fever, so lie down.”

He hears a gentle yet indifferent voice.

His head, raises halfway, soon settles slowly on the pillow.

Adlyn endures the headache and turns her head to the left very slightly.

There was Phileo, who drags his chair to the side of the bed and sits down.

“Duke?”

Phileo grabs his unconsciously outstretched hand.

His daughter’s voice, which had sunk to the bottom, is completely different from her usual, energetic voice.

Adlyn does not know when Phileo has been here.

But from his loose sleeves or his calmly set hair, Adlyn guesses Phileo has been by his side for quite some time.

"Your hair hasn't changed back."

"My hair?"

Adlyn holds his hair to see a jet black hair strands on the pillow.

"What happened?"

"Your blood, Adlyn, I think you are a Boleoti."

"What?"

"After your uproar, doctors said your hair was bleached white but it wasn't maintained so after using the beast's fangs it shows it's true color."

"So initially I had black hair?"

"Yes."

"Which means I'm-"

"Yes. You are related to me."

Silence is pregnant in the room as Phileo watches the tired prince.

Silence is pregnant in the room as Phileo watches the tired prince

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“When did you come?”

“Three days ago.”

“Three days?!”

“And you’ve been sleeping all this time.”

“Because of the fangs?”

Beyond his sparse and broken memories, Adlyn weeps as he recalls what he had done.

Then Adlyn pulls the blanket under her eyes and apologizes in an ant-sized voice.

“I apologize.”

"What are you speaking formally about all of a sudden?”

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