I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 135

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【Chapter 135】

“I asked them to weave together only the prettiest flowers in my eyes, but I’m not sure if you’ll like it.”

Over the shy gesture, the fragrance of vibrant, rich foliage and plump petals overwhelmed me.

It was a bouquet.

The brilliant and vivid red flowers characteristic of the south gave off an intense fragrance as if perfume had been sprayed on them.

So much so that my startled heart began to race the moment I smelled it.

“It’s so beautiful. Thank you.”

When I said this with a smile, Count Rowan tilted his head slightly toward me as if responding.

“Beautiful, you say. I brought it because it reminded me of the color of Princess Aisha’s eyes…”

His fingertips naturally took my hand.

Just as our gazes met intensely, his lips were already touching the back of my hand.

“Now that I see you, it cannot compare to Your Highness’s beauty.”

“What?”

“Pardon?”

“No…”

Surprised, I blinked my eyes.

…Count Rowan knows how to flirt like this too?

“…Oh, I see.”

Though I was a bit flustered, masters don’t reveal their emotions.

Having quickly regained my composure, I thought it was possible.

A character whose every line spoken with pure intentions makes hearts flutter. It’s a common cliché in novels, isn’t it?

But being the only one flustered in this conversation is unacceptable.

Anyway, the reason he came here today was to propose to me.

Isn’t that how marriages between nobles usually are?

There’s some kind of transaction, and the person who holds the initiative has the advantage.

Especially since he and I both want something from each other, we should be able to have a good contract marriage.

But since he was the one who sent the marriage proposal first, I should be the one leading today’s meeting.

My gaze, which had been shyly looking at the bouquet, slowly turned toward Rowan.

“By the way, I read the marriage proposal you sent carefully. I wanted to have a deep conversation with Marquis Rowan about it…”

I’ll bring up the main topic of conversation first.

“The terrace is a bit cold, but thanks to yesterday’s snow, the garden is quite worth seeing. How about we have a brief conversation while drinking some warm mulled wine?”

I’ll also be the first to suggest something like a date!

‘This is how I’ll take the initiative in marriage.’

I pointed toward the terrace with a relaxed smile.

I looked at Rowan, thinking he would gladly nod and follow me obediently…

“Your Highness. A conversation about that would be nice, but first, won’t you take my hand?”

“What?”

“Would it be alright if I asked you to dance?”

With that, a gentle hand was extended toward me.

Looking around, the orchestra was preparing to play while shuffling through sheet music, and young men and women were taking each other’s hands and heading to the center of the hall.

‘…Why does this keep going against my expectations?’

I stared at Count Rowan in a daze.

He should be an innocent young man who doesn’t know about things like the timing for asking someone to dance.

‘The setting is that he doesn’t know much about this kind of thing because he’s been struggling on battlefields day and night!’

Since I first opened the original work, there had often been situations I encountered unexpectedly.

But until now, Rowan’s reputation heard in high society had been exactly as I knew it.

A perfect but ignorant head of house when it came to high society.

That was Count Rowan.

“I’m a bit disappointed.”

I was breaking out in a cold sweat thinking this wouldn’t be easy, when another gentle offensive awakened me.

“Suddenly disappointed? Why?”

“Seeing that you won’t even accept my dance invitation and only talk about marriage, it seems you don’t have even a trace of personal interest in me.”

His eyebrows drooped as he made a forlorn expression.

He looked like he might lower his gaze at any moment, but his light green eyes reminiscent of early summer remained fixed on me, as if he still had something he wanted to say.

“If I could have just one dance with Your Highness, I could offer my heart as a marriage condition even if you asked me to.”

My mouth fell open at what he said next.

‘Oh wow. When did we even meet…’

Thump.

‘Huh?’

But contrary to my shocked mind, my body showed a completely different reaction.

I looked down at my chest in disbelief.

Did I just have a ‘heart flutter’ moment?

Toward Count Rowan, because of that cheesy line?

‘Ugh. No way.’

Objectively, he was handsome, but thanks to years of seeing Father and Brother, I was rather dull to faces of this level.

Then…

‘No way. Did I fall for the Count?’

Even so, he wasn’t attractive enough to make my heart race, so could it be because of the flower fragrance?

It was then that I was harboring suspicions.

“How about we dance first? The conversation can be postponed until after, it won’t be too late.”

“Oh, should we…?”

At his words spoken with a bright smile, I was unconsciously about to take his hand when—

“Aisha. Is this the guy?”

“…?”

Suddenly it felt like a snowstorm was driving away the strong flower fragrance.

Along with the smell of the cold snow wind characteristic of the north, a large hand pushed between us and grabbed Count Rowan’s wrist.

“…Who might you be…”

The corners of his mouth, which had been relaxed all along, stiffened.

He immediately tried to pull his caught wrist away, but the firm hand holding the Count didn’t budge like stone.

“Marrying a man who gives off such a strong smell. If that’s really your taste, I can’t stop you, but I’m a bit worried.”

He spoke to me in a low voice as if the Count wasn’t even worth his attention.

Who is this?

When I looked up in surprise—

“Wouldn’t it be better to marry me rather than a guy like this, Aisha?”

With that plain question, I met familiar yet completely different purple eyes.

Time seemed to stop for a moment.

The gaze that had definitely been similar to mine was now higher than before, no, a bit higher, so high that I had to crane my neck uncomfortably to meet it.

His sharp features had completely shed their childish appearance and were deeply carved.

Broad shoulders and tall stature like the Knights of Croste.

Blue veins stood out on the large back of the hand that gripped Count Rowan’s wrist as if to break it.

But his gaze remained fixed on me, just like always in my memories.

“Aisha.”

At the same time, he who called my name,

“I’m back.”

Smiled faintly.

A smile exactly like the boy I knew in childhood.

“…Kail?”

It was definitely a name I had been familiar with, mulling over it every day for several years.

But somehow the pronunciation that rolled off my lips felt awkward.

It was then that I was unconsciously staring up at him in a daze.

“Wait a moment. I don’t know who you are, but suddenly barging into a conversation like this is impolite. Also… who did you say is getting married to whom?”

Count Rowan, who had been momentarily forgotten, broke the silence.

With a slightly angry expression, he smiled stiffly and swatted away Kail’s hand.

Kail obediently released him while standing protectively in front of me, blocking the way.

The Count let out a hollow laugh and said.

“Think about it. Between a man who politely asks for a dance as a marriage candidate for the Princess, and a man who’s neither nobility nor anything else yet suddenly barges into the conversation – which one would be more suitable?”

Kail, who had been watching him during this polite but hostile question, answered calmly.

“Either way, whichever side Aisha chooses would be right.”

“Someone as unreasonable as you claims to respect the Princess’s choice?”

“If that’s Aisha’s will.”

“Haha… You act as if Princess Aisha’s word is law.”

“Well…”

At the blatantly sarcastic remark, Kail’s gaze turned to me.

And-

“There’s nothing wrong with that.”

With that simple answer, his violet eyes deeply captured me.

Wait a minute.

Does he know what he’s saying right now?

“…Haha, hahahaha!”

Count Rowan burst into laughter as if it were absurd.

The problem was that because of that sound, the attention already focused on the two handsome men was growing even more.

“Wow. Isn’t that thing in that man’s hand a snow flower from Himaliya? Seeing the real thing is so amazing.”

“That’s not the problem. Don’t just look at the snow flower, look at that man’s appearance. His eyes are violet. That’s the color of monsters!”

‘The color of monsters?’

Right. Eye color.

“You…!”

I stood on my tiptoes and frantically tried to cover Kail’s eyes, but even when I reached out, I could only touch his shoulders.

“Are you in your right mind? Did you forget to bring the eye transformation potion?!”

Kail’s identity would be revealed so helplessly like this?

After hiding it so diligently for 15 years…!

“Hurry and go take the potion, quickly!”

Forgetting my joy at seeing him, I stood on my tiptoes in shock and whispered urgently, but,

“What if you dance with that poisonous weed while I’m gone looking for the potion.”

Kail, who seemed completely oblivious to my feelings and remained only calm, spoke with a displeased expression.

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