The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 113

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Chapter 113. Alliance of Revenge (5)

Creak.

With the quiet sound of the door closing, Kaiden’s eyelids slowly opened.

He lay flat on his back and lowered his gaze.

The person who should have been on the sofa was gone.

‘The 3rd Prince’s caretaker, Rachel Brown.’

From the moment he first saw her, his eyes kept being drawn to her.

Since she was the caretaker of his one and only nephew, he had already finished investigating her background long ago.

‘It doesn’t seem like she’s lying, though.’

Just as Rachel had said herself, she was indeed from an adopted family of a count.

‘She lost someone precious to the Breath of Angels, she said.’

It wasn’t that he particularly believed those words.

Humans were born with the talent to tell lies as if they were truth.

For Kaiden, facts that couldn’t be verified were nothing more than made-up stories until the truth was revealed.

Still, there was exactly one reason why he had extended his hand to Rachel first.

‘She’s similar.’

Kaiden narrowed his eyes.

‘To Kayla, that woman.’

It wasn’t that their faces or body types were similar.

Her upright posture with her neck and waist always straight, her flexible and quick movements that felt mysteriously elegant—all of these were quite similar to that woman.

Even her strangely quick wit.

‘She definitely had an expression like she noticed something back then.’

Kaiden recalled the sword dance that the two princes had performed in the grand banquet hall.

‘Edwin, that guy’s swordsmanship skills were beyond imagination.’

His sharp eyes narrowed.

‘Though the 2nd Prince’s nature was more surprising.’

The fierce fighting spirit aimed at humiliating his half-brother was utterly unpleasant.

That’s why he threw the fork.

It absolutely wasn’t something he did impulsively because affection for his nephew suddenly welled up.

‘When the 2nd Prince’s attack was deflected, there were exactly two people who immediately looked at me.’

One was Duke Crowner.

And the other was the 3rd Prince’s caretaker, Rachel Brown.

But when she came to see him, she didn’t say a single word about what happened at the banquet hall.

‘An orphan adopted into a count’s family, she said.’

Kaiden lowered his eyes and fell into thought.

‘They said that those revived through resurrection rituals are brought back using another person’s body as a vessel.’

However, there was a condition that the vessel had to be someone who had at least some connection to the deceased and had little time left to live.

‘Is there any connection between the prince’s caretaker and Kayla?’

Kayla had no blood relatives.

If Rachel Brown was also from an orphan background, that meant she had no notable blood relatives either.

‘To consider them lost sisters, their appearances are too different.’

The only thing similar was that mysterious eye color.

Kaiden sighed while resting his chin on his hand.

‘She might just be someone with a similar personality.’

Just as there are parents and children who don’t resemble each other at all, there could also be people who are surprisingly similar despite not being related.

Actually, such trivial matters weren’t important anymore.

‘She said she lost someone she loved.’

Who would have thought that the 3rd Prince’s caretaker would be enemies with the Breath of Angels.

From Kaiden’s perspective, it was rather fortunate.

‘I was just wondering who I should place next to the 3rd Prince.’

He hadn’t acknowledged Edwin as his nephew yet, but if he had to choose among the princes who he wanted to become the next emperor, there was no one but that guy.

‘Should I call it bold?’

Asking him to side with the 3rd Prince as a form of atonement.

He was momentarily startled by her remark that seemed to see right through him.

‘I’ve never been flustered even when surrounded by hundreds of enemy soldiers alone.’

A small, fragile woman who seemed like she would break if held too tightly had made him flustered.

That fact was even more bewildering to Kaiden.

‘Keep friends close, enemies even closer.’

Kaiden raised one hand and stretched it out.

The ornate ceiling patterns flickered between his fingers.

Among them, green stood out vividly.

It was a green with a very subtle mix of gold.

– Do you want to live? Then say it, that you want to live.

At the color that made him reminisce about someone, Kaiden slowly closed his eyes.

Even if he couldn’t fall asleep again, he could at least recall a beloved face.

‘Kayla.’

Kaiden repeated the name of someone he could never call again.

Until night fell and the morning sun rose.

* * *

“Why does your face look like that? You look exactly like someone who stayed up all night.”

Seiji stopped scribbling something on a large parchment and raised one eyebrow.

“Weren’t you supposed to have changed careers to being a caretaker? Don’t tell me you’re secretly doing side jobs?”

“You’re being noisy, so please be quiet.”

I leaned my neck against the chair back and rubbed my forehead.

“You’re the one who barged into someone else’s cabin uninvited.”

Then Seiji grumbled in a displeased voice.

“You told me to stay holed up here during the Founding Festival period and not even think about coming out, but then you’re the first one to knock on the door and come in…”

“Seiji Ril.”

Because I had barely slept while watching over Kaiden, my nerves were extremely frayed.

Perhaps because of that, even to my own ears, a rather chilling voice flowed out.

“Wh-what, why, you brat! Do you think I’ll be scared just because you’re calling me by name now? What’s there to be afraid of from an old man who’s about to die…”

Seiji jumped up from his seat and thrust his bony fist forward.

Seeing the old man getting scared on his own as he said, I didn’t feel very good about it.

“…I just had something I wanted to ask.”

“What?”

Seiji looked completely deflated at my words and immediately slumped back into his seat.

Then he grumbled again.

“Then you should have said so. Why create such a menacing atmosphere?”

“You’re the one who created the menacing atmosphere. It looked like you were going to swing a sword if I called your name twice.”

“You wouldn’t understand since you’ve never been threatened with your life! When you call my name in that voice, it gives me the chills.”

I’ve never been threatened with my life, but I have had my life taken away.

I swallowed the words that had risen to the tip of my tongue and changed the subject.

“Do you happen to know anything about Kaiden Ram?”

“Kaiden Ram? You mean the King of Adamant?”

At my question, Seiji’s wrinkled face became even more wrinkled.

“Why that?”

“Because I’m curious.”

I cast my gaze toward where Seiji was sitting.

“I heard you gave Prince Edwin an assignment to find out how to conquer Adamant’s castle.”

He wouldn’t have given such an assignment for no reason, especially when the King of Adamant happened to be a guest at the 3rd Prince’s Palace.

Seiji was someone wiser and more cunning than anyone else.

“You must have given me such a task because you also want to know more about Kaiden Ram, right?”

“Well, it would be a lie to say I’m not curious.”

Seiji nodded while crossing his arms.

“Even when I was trapped in Plague Village, I heard his name mentioned several times—he’s that famous.”

A mysterious figure about whom very little was known despite his fame.

That was Kaiden Ram, the King of Adamant.

“What about you? Haven’t you found out anything about Kaiden Ram? You must have encountered him several times while staying by Edwin’s side.”

It was more than just a few encounters.

I furrowed my brow and spoke.

“What I’ve found out…”

Despite the short period, I had discovered quite a lot about him.

I recalled the things I knew about Kaiden one by one.

‘First, Kaiden Ram is someone who has an obsession with eye color.’

When we first met at the Imperial Palace, the first thing he said was that he liked my eye color.

‘Second, Kaiden Ram cannot sleep alone.’

As if he had some kind of condition that prevented him from falling asleep without someone else nearby.

‘Third, Kaiden Ram is stronger than I could ever imagine.’

And most importantly, the last thing was.

“Kaiden Ram seemed to know who I am.”

“What? The King of Adamant knows you?”

“Yes.”

I muttered quietly.

“He called me Kayla.”

“Damn!”

Seiji shot up from his seat.

His face had turned pale.

“Then this is serious! If he found out that you’re the Prince’s Caretaker…”

“He was crying when he called my name.”

“Huh?”

At my words, Seiji’s expression suddenly became blank.

Opening and closing his mouth like a fish, he asked in a rather serious voice.

“…You didn’t try to extort money from Kaiden Ram in the past, did you?”

“Of course not.”

If I had, there’s no way I wouldn’t remember.

After all, the people I had demanded life debts from were quite well-known even back then.

“…I don’t know.”

Kaiden Ram—even though I had learned a lot about him and even heard about an alliance, somehow.

The more I thought about it, the harder it became to grasp what kind of person he really was.

I couldn’t even figure out what kind of relationship the original me had with him.

“I really don’t know.”

* * *

“Hyah!”

Edwin stood in the Prince’s Palace Gardens, swinging his wooden sword.

From how diligently he had been practicing, the handle of the wooden sword had turned black from wear and now gleamed with a smooth shine.

Whoosh.

Every time Edwin swung his sword, the sound of cutting through air echoed softly.

After repeating the same movement dozens of times, sweat poured down his forehead like rain.

“Huff, huff.”

Edwin lowered his wooden sword while breathing heavily.

The young prince’s mind was filled with thoughts of the sword dance he had performed at the banquet hall.

Every time he recalled the look in his half-brother’s eyes—who had truly tried to kill him—his stomach churned.

No matter how much it was supposed to be a sword dance, the memory of himself ultimately falling to the ground at the end felt increasingly shameful.

“You’re working hard.”

Just then, an unfamiliar voice came from behind him.

Edwin hurriedly adjusted his clothes and turned around.

Someone was leaning against a pillar in the corridor beside the garden.

It was Kaiden Ram, the King of Adamant.

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