Celebrity Lady - Chapter 171

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Celebrity Lady
Side Story 13
Lark, who had landed hard on his backside and remained frozen in that awkward, sprawled position for quite some time, finally turned to look at me.
“…….”
“…….”
I stayed silent, allowing him to bear his embarrassment alone.
“Ahem.”
After a moment, Lark cleared his throat softly, wiped the tears from his cheeks, and slowly got to his feet. Then he approached Wishit and spoke with practiced nonchalance.
“Good to meet you. I’m the man who’s become Rubetria’s husband.”
“Pahahaha!”
Wishit burst out laughing at the sight of Lark, and after a good while, stood up and clasped his hand.
“Glad to meet you. I’m Rubetria’s…… well, guardian? Something like that.”
“Hold on. What kind of introduction is that?”
I hurried between the two of them.
“Darling, this is my friend Wishit, the Spirit King. And Wishit, this is my husband. Deccard the Twelfth, His Majesty the Emperor.”
Lark stared blankly at the beautiful woman Wishit, arms crossed and eyebrows raised, before asking a question.
“But, really—”
“Yes. Really.”
Wishit flicked a finger dismissively.
In that instant.
Everything around us changed in a heartbeat.
Pitch-black darkness. Stars glittering between them—hundreds of millions of them. The cosmos.
There was no time to be shocked. The space where we stood shifted rapidly, crossing countless unfamiliar worlds.
Tens, hundreds, thousands—perhaps more—of different scenes surrounded and swept past us. Among them were landscapes my eyes recognized.
Perhaps…… Earth. Brimming with nostalgia from my days as Juliet.
Finally, the vision ended in a paradise filled with the fragrance of flowers. A utopia of spirits I, and Lark, had seen in the past. The Spirit Spring.
‘That’s right……. Long ago, Wishit said she showed the real Rubetria these countless worlds too.’
Having demonstrated such elegant prowess to prove she was the Spirit King, Wishit smiled and offered Lark another handshake.
“Let me introduce myself properly. I am Wishit, King of Spirits.”
Lark caught his breath, startled, and took the offered hand.
“It is an honor to behold the presence of the great Spirit King. As the Emperor now, I have always carried gratitude in my heart for your protection of the realm.”
“Ugh. That gives me chills. Just speak comfortably. Rubetria talks to me casually all the time with ‘you’ and such…… getting extreme respect from an emperor feels strange.”
“Ah, that’s a bit…….”
Lark laughed awkwardly, then looked down at me with an odd expression. He glanced back at Wishit, fell silent for a long moment, and then…….
“Honey?”
He turned away, covering one eye with his hand, and began to tremble quietly.
“What? Hey, are you… crying? All of a sudden?”
Wishit and I were taken aback.
“Why are you crying? Did Wishit tease you? Hey, now look what you’ve done—you’ve got our husband in tears!”
“Do you think I’d do that?!”
“No. No, it’s not that…….”
Lark smiled, gripped my shoulder, and met my eyes. Despite the tears, his expression looked happy.
“I just…… feel relieved now.”
“Because we can have a baby?”
Lark paused for a moment, then nodded.
“That too, but…… anyway.”
He looked back at Wishit standing behind me. Wishit’s expression had grown somehow subdued, and they regarded each other in silence for a while.
* * *
The Marital Bedroom.
The couple lay side by side, savoring happiness and tranquility. Lark held Rubetria in his arms and burst into senseless laughter once every second.
“Sweetie, happy?”
“Yeah, I am.”
Rubetria laughed along, then, as if remembering something, glanced at me with narrowed eyes and asked.
“But you couldn’t take your eyes off Wishit earlier, could you?”
“Huh?”
“For someone who said it was just surprise, you were staring quite intently…… She’s not exactly human in her beauty, after all……?”
Oh. Lark’s expression went blank for a moment, and his eyes blinked. Emergency.
“No? I was just looking because I was so shocked?”
“You weren’t though?”
“…….”
After a moment of silence, Lark smiled slyly and spoke with ease.
“You’re right, she’s not human. Because she’s not human, her beauty is almost unbelievable—I just couldn’t look away.”
“What? You said I was the most beautiful!”
“Haha!”
Rubetria sat up abruptly and looked down at Lark indignantly. Finding his wife adorable, Lark couldn’t suppress his laughter.
“You are the most beautiful in my eyes. That’s the truth. But the Spirit King really was beautiful too. How could I lie about that?”
“Hm…….”
“A lie wouldn’t work anyway—her beauty is too obvious. Why would I lie to you when I can just tell the truth?”
“…….”
“Don’t be sulky. Come here. I hate being apart from you.”
Lark smiled and pulled the pouting Rubetria back into his embrace.
‘Hmm.’
And he thought of Wishit again.
The real reason he was so startled when he first saw her was…….
‘The Spirit King’s true form. From what I remember, it was definitely male.’
That’s right. Lark had seen what Wishit looked like before. It was about ten years ago, now.
Back when Lark was the Crown Prince, at fifteen years old.
Is there any Spirit Master who wouldn’t be curious about the Spirit Spring or the Spirit King’s existence?
Naturally, Lark was curious too. At fifteen, after contracting with Randian, he asked countless questions.
How did spirits live? Where did the Spirit King who ruled them exist?
And what did he look like!
“A tall human man with long blonde hair. You could imagine something like that.”
“He must be handsome. Though I don’t know much about human standards of beauty.”
The fifteen-year-old Lark, lacking in imagination, pestered Randian relentlessly. Eventually, the earth spirit Randian drew up mud and sculpted the form of the Spirit King for him.
Lark had never forgotten that moment.
The Spirit King’s figure, though made of clay-colored earth, was strikingly beautiful…….
He was lost in admiration when suddenly——
“Randian?”
His spirit had vanished without a trace, and no matter how he called, it didn’t appear.
It was only later that he learned the Order Spirit had imprisoned Randian for two weeks, enraged by the fact that the Spirit King’s appearance had been revealed without permission.
He understood then that you mustn’t know too much…… and first learned the fear of having your spirit summon restricted.
‘I’m not sure why the Spirit King appears in a female form now…….’
The Spirit King was the source of all mystical power.
Concealing her true form was no more difficult than snapping a finger for her, and since she was a being without gender distinction, any form held little true significance.
So, if he were to guess at the Spirit King’s intent……
Perhaps it was a thoughtful choice—since Rubetria is a woman, appearing in a female form too seemed more appropriate for being by her side.
‘She really is a being with such deep wisdom.’
Either way, it worked out well for Lark. The Spirit King’s true form he had seen was truly astonishingly beautiful, and if she had been stuck beside his wife in that form twenty-four hours a day, he would have been quite troubled.
Satisfied with this thought, Lark kissed Rubetria’s cheek, which she still had pouted out.
“Still sulking? Why are you so quiet?”
“Hmph.”
“Come on, the Spirit King may be beautiful, but she’s not human—do you really need to be jealous? She just has a woman’s appearance. She’s not actually a woman. I know that very well.”
Lark added while holding Rubetria even tighter.
“And in my eyes, you’re the most beautiful. That settles it, doesn’t it? No matter what form the Spirit King takes, my admiration is nothing more than ‘she is a beautiful being’—nothing more, nothing less.”
“Really…… truly?”
“Of course. No doubt about it.”
Rubetria glanced up at her generous husband’s face. The reason she had asked Wishit—who was reluctant—to hide her true form for fear Lark might get jealous…….
‘Maybe that was a bit much?’
Rubetria thought she might just tell him the truth. Since they’d already met properly, couldn’t the three of them gather for tea on nice days sometimes?
“Now that I think about it, you’re right? Since Wishit isn’t human, she wouldn’t care what she looks like, right?”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
Lark smiled and pulled Rubetria close, kissing her again.
And both of them spoke at once.
“Honey, so should we—”
“As long as there are no men in your eyes~”
“…….”

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