The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 105

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Chapter 105. A Guest at the Prince’s Palace (8)

‘I must be insane.’

Yes, I must be completely out of my mind.

To be thinking of other things with my target right in front of me.

Seeing the dagger embedded a few steps ahead snapped me back to my senses.

‘He threw a dagger just from detecting a single scattered breath.’

This wasn’t simply having exceptional senses.

It seemed the nickname “God of War” wasn’t given for nothing.

‘I mustn’t let my guard down.’

I steadied my breathing and concealed my presence again.

At the same time, Kaiden slowly turned toward his subordinates.

“It was nothing. I just thought someone was there.”

“Pardon? You mean someone other than us is here? We confirmed no one was in this area before Your Majesty arrived.”

“Must have been a wild animal.”

It seems getting any closer would be dangerous.

Kaiden’s senses were sharper than expected, so approaching further would surely get me caught.

‘This distance should at least allow me to hear their conversation.’

I ended up eavesdropping on their conversation from a distance.

Unfortunately, it was extremely difficult to make out their words buried under the sound of reeds swaying in the wind.

“At that time… the survivors of the heaven… are…”

“No matter how… there’s no end to it.”

As I was concentrating on the knights’ faint voices, Kaiden suddenly raised one hand.

The knights immediately closed their mouths and suddenly stepped back about ten paces.

‘What’s this?’

I couldn’t understand what was happening.

I crouched low in the thicket, keeping my eyes on Kaiden.

He suddenly knelt on one knee and sat down.

‘What is he doing…?’

My surprise at his sudden incomprehensible action was brief.

I widened my eyes seeing where Kaiden had sat.

The spot where he sat was particularly black compared to the surrounding ground.

Like a burned area.

Swish swish—

The sound of reeds swaying like waves reached my ears again.

Suddenly, I felt a burning pain in my chest.

– Burn it all, leave not even ashes.

I immediately covered my mouth.

Sweat dripping from my forehead darkly stained the ground.

‘This can’t be.’

So that’s why this place felt familiar.

I gritted my teeth looking at the reeds decorating the riverside.

This was the place where Ian killed me a year ago.

‘The day I assassinated a noble who was making backdoor deals with the Holy Emperor. On my way back after completing the mission, I was stabbed in the back.’

And by Ian, my beloved, the one I loved more than anyone in the world.

As memories of the past I had buried to avoid further pain resurfaced, my vision became dizzy.

Barely holding onto my sanity, I raised my gaze and saw Kaiden.

He was touching the blackened, burned soil with his hands.

The dried, withered earth crumbled to powder and scattered in his hands.

“…”

His strange appearance, silently touching the soil, looked somehow lonely and desolate.

I watched him while clutching my chest that still felt like it was burning.

Then, passing moonlight illuminated his face.

‘Is he crying?’

I wasn’t seeing things.

The expressionless face of Adamant’s young king was wet with moisture.

Tears were silently flowing from his empty eyes.

‘Why?’

What reason could a king have to shed tears at a remote riverside in a foreign country?

What could possibly make him so sad?

“…la.”

Then, Kaiden muttered something like he was talking to himself.

Reading his lips out of habit, I froze in place.

‘Kayla.’

The word that came from his mouth was all too familiar.

It was my name from my previous life.

Crack.

I made noise getting up hastily, but I had no time to care.

I turned and ran away.

Though I felt a subtle gaze from behind, I didn’t care.

I just wanted to escape from this place.

If only to escape the burning pain in my chest.

* * *

Bang.

Returning to the Prince’s Palace, I immediately locked the door and collapsed on the spot.

‘How is this possible?’

Surprisingly, what dominated my mind on the way back wasn’t thoughts of revenge against Ian, but suspicion about Kaiden.

‘Kaiden, how does he know my name?’

Well, knowing my name might be possible.

Since I was the head of the continent’s top assassin group, someone of Kaiden’s caliber might know about me.

‘But why there, with that expression.’

Why did he shed tears like someone who had lost something precious while calling my name?

I couldn’t understand the reason.

‘Did I know him?’

But no matter how much I searched my memories, I had no recollection of Kaiden.

I couldn’t even recall anyone with a similar name or face.

Someone I don’t know, who knows me.

‘Who exactly are you?’

I bit my lips recalling Kaiden’s image as he shed tears with an expressionless face.

It was a more confusing night than any other.

* * *

[Your Majesty, contacting me at this hour is really too inconsiderate…]

Aurel, appearing on the screen projected by the crystal orb, yawned widely.

After briefly showing irritation at having his sleep disturbed, he made a serious face upon seeing his lord’s unusual expression.

[Has something happened? Perhaps a disagreement with The Emperor regarding the monster problem…]

“I think I found him.”

[Pardon? Found what?]

Kaiden opened his mouth with an utterly cold expression.

“The one who killed Kayla.”

The one who killed Kayla.

Could it be that he still hadn’t forgotten that woman?

Aurel frowned at his words.

[Your Highness, what’s the point of avenging someone who’s already dead? That woman is…]

“And I think I’ll be able to find Kayla too.”

[What? Is that really true?]

Aurel’s eyes widened, though he had been wearing an indifferent expression just moments before.

He rubbed his eyes and muttered as if he couldn’t believe it.

[But I thought that magical ritual had completely failed. We searched the entire continent but couldn’t find any trace of that woman.]

Kaiden stood motionless in the room without even lighting a candle, clenching both fists.

On the nightstand beside his bed sat a small box he hadn’t seen before.

A faint smell of burnt earth seeped out from the box.

“Aurel.”

Kaiden called the mage’s name quietly.

“That dark mage definitely said that if the ritual succeeded, traces would remain on the body of the resurrected.”

[Yes, that’s correct.]

Aurel continued speaking while suppressing an escaping yawn.

“Today, I went to the place where Kayla was killed.”

[What? No, Your Highness, are you saying that after being invited to the Imperial Palace, you wandered around the Empire’s territory without the Emperor’s permission?]

“Unlike when I visited before, the soil was hot.”

If a body had remained, traces would have been left on that body, but Kayla Angel didn’t even leave a corpse behind. Because whoever killed her had burned her so thoroughly that not even ashes remained.

“There were embers alive in the soil.”

[…Oh my, it seems the ritual really did succeed.]

Aurel let out a sigh as if this was a disaster.

[When there’s no body, they said signs would appear at the place of death.]

Kaiden quietly reached for the box on the nightstand.

The box containing soil from the lakeside was lukewarm.

About the same temperature as human body heat.

“…Yes, she wouldn’t disappear so easily.”

In his golden eyes, a joyful madness swirled quietly.

“My angel.”

Kaiden quietly muttered to himself.

In a voice filled with unfathomable obsession.

* * *

The full-scale Founding Festival period had begun.

The Imperial Capital of the Bentrum Empire was wrapped in a more lively and bustling atmosphere than ever before.

Endless songs and mouth-watering food aromas filled the entire streets.

The Empire’s banners and rose petals fluttered in the warm breeze coming from somewhere.

“My goodness.”

The atmosphere inside the Imperial Palace was no different from outside.

The attendants were given special bonuses for the Founding Festival period, and high-quality meat and wine that were difficult for non-nobles to access were also distributed.

“Your Highness, it suits you so well!”

Perhaps that’s why.

Catherine admired Edwin dressed in formal attire with a much more cheerful voice than usual.

“They say clothes don’t make the man, but the man makes the clothes – this is when you use that saying!”

The formal attire with gorgeous golden embroidery on silk whiter than snow could have made his face look lifeless, but Edwin was wearing it magnificently.

Rather, his hair and eye color stood out, making his features look much more vivid. The boy who looked like a doll appeared even more like a spotless porcelain doll.

“Oh my, oh my, goodness, which country’s prince could be this handsome?”

Edwin blushed as if embarrassed by the praise.

The boy scratched his nose tip, not knowing what to do.

“You think so too, don’t you, Caretaker? Among all the princes, there’s no one as tall and handsome as our Prince Edwin, right?”

I, who had been standing blankly for a moment, came to my senses at Catherine’s call.

“…I suppose so.”

When I nodded halfheartedly with an unimpressed face, Edwin looked at me with disappointed eyes.

“Caretaker, are you alright?”

Catherine also seemed to think something was wrong with my condition and slowly approached me.

She glanced at Edwin, then whispered in a low voice.

“Don’t tell me, did something happen that day?”

“That day?”

Catherine had eyes that looked like she would cry immediately if I said something had happened.

“The day you went into The King of Adamant’s chamber in my place.”

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