I Picked Up My Amnesic Ex-Husband - Chapter 13

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

I picked up my ex-husband, who had lost his memory.
Chapter 13

The moment I noticed the white bird flying toward the Main Building, I froze in place. Fiona looked at me with a puzzled expression.
“My lady?”
“Oh, I’m just a bit tired. Feeling dizzy too, I think…….”
“Good heavens, are you alright?”
“I’m fine! I’ll rest for a moment and be back. You can all take a break until I return, alright?”
With that, I hurried toward the direction of the main castle. Once inside, I bounded up the stairs two at a time, burst into my room on the third floor, and flung the door wide open.
A snow-white bird, beautiful and dove-like in appearance, sat by the sunlit window, tilting its head curiously.
After carefully closing the door, I gestured to the bird, and it flew gently onto my arm.
Its small, round black eyes fixed themselves upon me.
“No matter how many times I see it, I still can’t believe it’s not a real bird…….”
I murmured softly, then untied the Blue Ribbon bound around the bird’s leg. As I tossed it onto the desk, the ribbon bundled itself together and transformed into a Blue Letter Envelope with a small packet attached.
I quickly opened the envelope to check its contents, then sat at my desk, pulled out a sheet of Cream-colored Paper, and began writing my reply with careful deliberation.
There was nothing in the message that required much thought.
‘Then, shall we begin our story?’
At the time I reunited with Ciel in the Garden, I flashed him a radiant smile despite his wariness. In these sorts of negotiations, it always helps to make a good impression.
‘I’m not sure why someone of your standing would treat me with courtesy……. Why don’t you simply state your business?’
Though, honestly, my first impression was probably already ruined.
‘From what I’ve observed, I believe our interests align.’
‘Align?’
‘You’re a mage, aren’t you?’
At my direct question, his bright blue eyes sharpened instantly. Despite the hostile gleam in his gaze, I maintained my composure and kept smiling.
Ciel was a grand mage.
Not just any mage, but the reincarnation of Enrique—the great mage who had been the Guardian Dragon’s closest confidant when the Empire was founded.
Like most fantasy worlds, this one typically required incantations or tools like staffs to cast Magic. But Ciel could manifest Magic through thought alone.
That’s where the epithet came from: the Silent Mage.
Of course, with such a ridiculously overpowered setup, the immutable law of storytelling dictates that the protagonist’s existence be preserved—and Ciel was already long dead by the events of the main story.
However, scattered throughout the narrative were various tools and artifacts he had carefully arranged for Alec’s benefit, which served as emotional touchstones for readers and Alec alike.
Sometimes what remained of his spirit would guide the protagonist, showing the way forward in times of need. In fact, there were several instances where Ciel’s left-behind tools had proven instrumental in saving the protagonist’s party during crises.
In any case, that’s just how formidable a mage he was.
‘You want to save Alec, and I’d like to save my own life. If we join hands, we can both achieve our goals.’
More precisely, I wanted to deviate from the original story’s trajectory.
‘In other words, what exactly are you…….’
‘Isn’t Alec’s life in danger? Not now, but in some future to come.’
The expressionless mask slipped from Ciel’s face. I continued matter-of-factly.
‘And you are destined to sacrifice yourself to save him.’
He was the Guardian Dragon’s closest aide and a grand mage blessed by the Dragon’s Blessing. Because his soul was bound by that covenant, even in reincarnation, he would instinctively sense the Dragon’s presence.
‘I think I can help you avoid that fate.’
After all, the ability to see the future wasn’t exclusive to Alec alone.
Had Ciel himself been unable to glimpse the future, how else could he have arranged all those things to appear for Alec exactly when needed?
Bound by a covenant with the Guardian Dragon, he could perceive fragments of the future the Dragon saw. Because of that, he willingly threw himself into danger to save his lord, and he harbored not a shred of regret for it.
‘You’re saying some extraordinary things. Do you realize how heretical these words are to the Imperial family?’
‘But I’m a member of the Imperial family too, aren’t I?’
Ciel pressed his lips together, displeased at my playful retort. But sensing he might actually stand and leave if I needled him further, I added quietly.
‘You saw it yourself before. If I meant harm to Alec, I wouldn’t have rushed in to restrain him like that. Isn’t that so?’
As I earnestly made my appeal—’I am your ally’—Ciel finally opened his tightly sealed lips.
‘How did you know?’
‘Pardon?’
‘These things you speak of are hardly knowledge an ordinary person would possess.’
Yes, I knew this question was coming.
Making the expression I’d practiced in front of the mirror—that of someone stating the obvious with perfect confidence—I spoke plainly.
‘I’m a Fairy.’
‘……I beg your pardon?’
‘Or rather, a Fairy’s descendant, to be precise.’
I’d been worrying about how to explain this situation anyway. How could I tell a truth that aligned reasonably well with my circumstances while telling as few lies as possible?
It felt as though I’d become one of those difficult customers demanding a dress that was modest yet elegant, eye-catching yet inexpensive.
I needed to draw on the knowledge I possessed from the original work, yet manage to evade the future Alec had glimpsed through his Dragon’s Blessing.
For that purpose, a fairy from the founding mythology would suit perfectly. In this world, fairies held equal standing with dragons.
‘……I had understood that Your Highness has no connection to magic.’
‘Well, that’s because I’m not a fairy myself. And you weren’t born with all your power either.’
The way he narrowed his eyes and looked at me made it seem as though he were calculating whether he needed to silence me right now. My spine went cold, but I forced myself to stand firm like an employee waiting for approval from a demanding executive.
To be clear, I had no talent for magic. I’d never shown aptitude for swordsmanship either. The only lifeline I had was a healthy body and the knowledge of the original work that came with the return of my past-life memories.
At any rate, it was true that I could be of use to him, and I desperately needed his strength.
In terms of necessity, admittedly my position was more precarious, but I conducted myself with considerable audacity. The fact that I knew the original work meant I held the upper hand at this negotiating table—a small mercy in an otherwise dire situation.
After nearly half a day of back-and-forth and persuasion, I finally managed to reach an agreement with Ciel to become each other’s allies.
Apparently my plan had sounded persuasive enough to him. I never imagined that working under a demanding supervisor at a company would prove so valuable.
There’s wisdom in the saying that there’s no harm in learning anything.
I hummed lightly to myself, perched on the windowsill, tilting my head as I reached out and tapped the beak of a bird with my index finger.
“You too, Momo—you’ve been through a lot because of us.”
This white bird I called Momo was a homunculus Ciel had created to serve as a messenger between us.
As an artificially created life form that even possessed some magical ability, I knew it wouldn’t die easily, yet it never ceased to amaze me.
‘Can such a small bird really travel that far so reliably?’
‘Don’t worry. To be frank, this creature is far stronger than Wendy.’
‘That’s an insult, isn’t it?’
‘Surely not.’
I fixed Ciel with a steady glare as he deadpanned his denial.
Since we’d agreed to become allies regardless of rank, I’d suggested we drop formal speech with each other—though perhaps that had been a mistake.
He didn’t much care for his own name, so we’d settled on the alias Sei instead.
“All right.”
After carefully tying the completed letter to the bird’s leg with string, I whispered affectionately.
“Count on you again, Momo.”
As though understanding my words, Momo fluttered upward and gradually became transparent until she vanished from sight.
In any case, since returning from the Imperial Palace, my days had been flowing quite smoothly.
But I didn’t know it then.
“……So, magical power was detected again in the Grand Duchess’s chambers.”
Kaien had been quietly noticing my movements all along.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————