She Becomes A Passive Villainess-NOT!

Prince Casimir 2.0

Casimir swiped the stray ashen locks of the woman sleeping peacefully in his arms and sighed contentedly. No matter how many times he woke up with her still sleeping inside his embrace, it still feels like as if it's the first time.

Gingerly tracing her rosy lips with his fingers, he was overcome with the urge to place a kiss on them, softly so he wouldn't disturb her peaceful rest, before he gently slipped out to grab food for when she wakes up.

He may have overdone it a bit this time and really exhausted her. Well, he can't help it. He missed a date with her and their son and that was unfair! He ought to have his fair share of her attention as well!

Arriving at the kitchen, where Roman kept Heise cooped up and distracted—by letting the maids, servants and cooks feed him with sweets and whatever the child wanted—he briefly stopped on the door before scanning the room to look for the head cook.

Everyone turned to look at their sloppily-dressed prince, wearing only an untucked white dress-shirt, and Roman immediately knew what this man did for the past few hours—and why the princess wasn't with him.

This man... Was he that upset? To the point that he overdid it!? Think about your wife's constitution, your highness!

"Your highness! How rare! Do you need anything?"

An elderly woman, who was the head cook and was the one primarily responsible for preparing their everyday meal, smiled warmly at the newcomer.

"Soup. Warm soup for Adira... Please."

Casimir answered and the mere word of request surprised everyone, they were practically staring at this handsome renewed creature with wide eyes. Like an upgraded version—Prince Casimir 2.0!

It was a different feeling to personally witness his changes with your own eyes. It really does feel like a dream.

Like the person in front of them wasn't really the first prince of the empire—popularly known as the Great Demon Lord—and was someone who uncannily looked like him.

"Of course, your highness."

The woman beamed happily before she got busy.

Casimir, noticing Heise's eyes dart all around as he searched for his mother, walked close to pet him in the head.

"She's sleeping so don't disturb her for now. Just eat your fill there."

Heise felt sad at not seeing his mother but decided to distract himself with the sweets the servants lined up in front of him. Mind you, those sweets were also Adira-approved.

They were strictly instructed not to feed Heise anything she hasn't tried or tasted. That was why everything that was given to Heise underwent meticulous taste-testing from his mother.

"By the way, Alexander Richter Vuori."

Casimir called the knight's complete name along with the sudden change in his temperament and atmosphere. He suddenly entered frost-mode in a split second.

"Yes, your highness!" Came the immediate and firm reply of the red-headed knight as he knelt in submission to this prince.

"When you escorted my wife and son earlier this afternoon, what happened?"

The man asked with a strict and hard tone which suggested that he was very aware that something was wrong with his wife.

How could he not know? He knew the way Adira usually behaves even with his eyes closed. He's as observant as that.

Ehem. He's not a stalker, I swear.

Roman commented in his head while watching this prince interrogate his wife's knight.