Me, a Princess? My Lord! - Chapter 38

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Chapter 38

 

‘That won’t happen.’

 

Heidi’s face fell as she recalled Deshion’s firm expression and voice.

 

Of course his words were right. The two of them were nothing to each other, and now there was no room for soft emotions like love to interfere.

 

She knew all this, but…

 

* * *

 

These days, Heidi’s daily routine was completely filled with Deshion.

 

As soon as she opened her eyes, she would take walks with Deshion, and spend all day reading various boring educational books in his library.

 

Since Deshion also often handled most matters in the library rather than his study, the time the two spent together naturally grew longer.

 

‘How can you stick together all day like that and not develop feelings?’

 

An incident from a few days ago suddenly came to Heidi’s mind.

 

‘Mmm…’

 

She must have dozed off. She thought she had been sitting in the library turning pages as usual.

 

Heidi lifted her heavy eyelids and looked up at the ceiling with drowsy eyes.

 

It was dark around her, as if the sun had already set. Only the light emanating from the fireplace with crackling sounds softly illuminated the room.

 

‘What time is it?’

 

As Heidi hurriedly tried to get up, something slipped smoothly off her body.

 

“This is…”

 

It was a dark navy coat. Heidi’s fingers brushed over the surface of the stiff fabric.

 

She didn’t need to think long to know whose it was. The scent wafting gently from the fabric was all too familiar.

 

‘Deshion must have returned to his room, right?’

 

Just as she was thinking she should head back, Heidi’s vision filled with a blurry silhouette.

 

“…!”

 

Deshion was sitting on the opposite sofa, asleep.

 

Heidi unconsciously lowered her body back down slowly. Somehow even breathing became cautious, and she quietly swallowed her trembling breath.

 

Heidi lay on her side, taking in Deshion’s face as he slept deeply.

 

Deshion’s face, completely free of the day’s tension, had become much softer.

 

His lips pressed in a straight line were a pale pink, and his eyelashes were long and thick. The hair that had fallen over his forehead was glossy and shining, reminiscent of a beautiful boy.

 

‘He had this kind of face too.’

 

Heidi stared blankly at Deshion’s face as if entranced.

 

Heidi’s gaze slowly slid from his straight forehead to his well-defined nose bridge, then to his firm-looking jaw.

 

As she was reading every part of his face like a book, red eyes reflected in her vision.

 

“…!”

 

Startled, Heidi drew in a short breath.

 

When had he woken up? Had he been awake from the beginning?

 

Deshion was looking at Heidi with quiet eyes.

 

Since she’d been caught secretly watching him, she should look away. But for some reason, Heidi couldn’t tear her gaze away from him.

 

“…”

 

“…”

 

The atmosphere was dreamy and hazy, as if in a dream.

 

The two silently gazed at each other on the border between sleep and reality.

 

Covered by clothes deeply infused with Deshion’s scent while meeting his eyes, Heidi felt an emotion that was hard to describe.

 

‘This feeling is strange.’

 

Heidi wiggled her toes and bit her lips tightly. For some reason, her whole body kept tensing up.

 

It was Deshion who broke the silence first.

 

“I was thinking of waking you.”

 

The end of his deeply subdued voice came out slightly cracked. He blinked slowly as if drowsy.

 

“You were sleeping so soundly.”

 

“I felt the same way.”

 

Heidi whispered in a small voice.

 

“I couldn’t wake you. You looked so comfortable.”

 

“Comfortable…”

 

After thinking for a moment, Deshion nodded.

 

“Yes, I think I was. It’s been a long time since I slept so deeply.”

 

“That’s good to hear.”

 

Their conversation ended there.

 

Heidi suddenly became aware that the two of them were still lying facing each other.

 

Though there was a stone table between them, Heidi couldn’t feel its presence.

 

Heidi’s vision filled with his chest rising and falling in steady rhythm. And his hand resting on top of it too.

 

‘His fingers are really long…’

 

Large and firm hands, unlike her own, with prominent knuckles. Heidi unconsciously swallowed.

 

Gulp.

 

Perhaps because the room was so quiet. The sound of swallowing thundered in Heidi’s ears.

 

Startled, Heidi sneakily glanced at Deshion.

 

“…!”

 

Deshion was staring at Heidi with a strange expression. When their eyes met, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

 

“…”

 

But he said nothing at all. Even though he must have noticed that Heidi was examining him from head to toe.

 

Could they caress each other’s faces with just their gazes?

 

The longer the silence lasted, the more parched her mouth became. The quieter the room became, the more intense her heartbeat grew.

 

Unable to bear the suffocating atmosphere, Heidi suddenly sat up.

 

“Th-then I’ll be going now…”

 

“Heidi. Wait a moment.”

 

Then Deshion’s voice stopped Heidi. When Heidi paused, he opened his lips as if to say something.

 

“…”

 

But he seemed to change his mind, letting out a short breath. Having regained his usual composure, he spoke in a low voice.

 

“…Sleep well.”

 

* * *

 

Meanwhile, The King was spending time with Anastasia for the first time in a while.

 

The garden at sunset was quiet, and the evening sunlight spread red beyond the window.

 

“What are you looking at like that? Is there something outside?”

 

At Anastasia’s words, The King turned his head. He looked at his daughter and smiled kindly.

 

“The sunset was beautiful, so I was momentarily captivated.”

 

Anastasia glanced perfunctorily at the scenery outside at The King’s words and pouted her lips.

 

“Ah. I thought you were bored spending time with me.”

 

“Bored? That couldn’t be the case. You must know how much joy spending time with you brings me, daughter.”

 

The King soothed Anastasia’s heart with a gentle voice.

 

‘Yes, this child is my only daughter. But I had unnecessary thoughts…’

 

Looking at Anastasia’s face, a corner of The King’s heart was tinged with guilt.

 

For the past few weeks, his mind had been entirely focused on Heidi. He had even thought, if only briefly, that the child might have inherited the Queen’s bloodline.

 

‘What delusions did I have, leaving Anastasia behind?’

 

The King became even more devoted to Anastasia, as if to compensate for his momentarily wavering heart. He spoke in a warm voice.

 

“Your birthday is only a few days away.”

 

The King spoke as he set down his teacup.

 

“Your gift has arrived, I hear.”

 

At those words, Anastasia looked up with sparkling eyes.

 

“A gift? What is it?”

 

“I thought the necklace you said you wanted before would be nice.”

 

Anastasia let out a joyful exclamation. She stamped her feet and asked.

 

“Really? You mean that necklace with the Tears of the Sun, right?”

 

“Yes. Do you like it?”

 

“Of course!”

 

Anastasia burst into innocent, tinkling laughter. The king’s expression relaxed comfortably at this.

 

“I was originally planning to give you that tiara as a gift on your coming-of-age day.”

 

At those words, Anastasia’s eyes wavered momentarily.

 

“…A tiara?”

 

The king nodded.

 

“Yes. The crown your mother wore at her wedding.”

 

“Ah…”

 

The king, who had been looking down at his teacup for a moment, suddenly spoke up.

 

“Come to think of it, it would match well with the necklace too. It would be wonderful if you wore that tiara to this banquet.”

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