The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 159
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Chapter 159. Farewell (1)
‘Finally, it’s tomorrow.’
Edwin leaned against the terrace railing.
Gazing quietly at the distant setting sun, he felt strange.
‘The subjugation campaign.’
Surely until recently, it had no presence at all.
The hunting competition and Founding Festival weren’t enough, and now it had come to this.
‘I can’t believe it.’
Edwin stretched out his arm and looked at his palm.
His fingers, which had grown longer than before, and his roughened palm looked like someone else’s hand.
Even though these were clearly changes that had come from diligent training until now.
The sunset light seeping through the gaps between his spread fingers was dazzling.
“Prince Edwin.”
Edwin turned his head at the voice calling him.
“Catherine?”
“I’m sorry for entering without permission. I knocked but there was no answer.”
“No, it’s fine. What’s the matter?”
The Maid Captain Catherine answered with a respectful attitude.
“You have a visitor.”
“A visitor?”
It was rare for visitors to come to the 3rd Prince’s Palace.
Especially at this time when the Imperial Capital’s closing hours were approaching, visitors were even rarer.
“A visitor? Who?”
“Oh my, you can see from here too.”
Edwin turned his head in the direction Catherine pointed.
Through the dazzling sunset light, two small silhouettes could be seen.
“Hm? That person is Philip, the Count, isn’t it?”
Edwin looked surprised as he identified the approaching silhouettes.
Philip also spotted Edwin standing on the terrace and gave a light bow.
“What brings Philip, the Count here…”
The young prince stopped mid-sentence and widened his eyes.
Because the small silhouette standing next to Philip had removed the hood covering her face.
“…Bridget?”
Red hair that didn’t lose to the intense sunset light.
Eyes the color of vibrant greenery, full of life.
The Lordling of the Crowner Ducal House, shining brighter than anyone, stood there.
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“Wh-what brings you all the way here, Bridget?”
Edwin tried to take a deep breath.
He was out of breath from running hurriedly from his chamber down to the garden.
“If you had told me you were coming in advance, I would have ordered refreshments to be prepared…!”
He tried his best to appear dignified, but it was useless.
Despite his earnest efforts, the young prince’s lips kept trying to curve upward to the sky.
“Tomorrow is the subjugation campaign departure ceremony. I came to the Imperial Capital with Father. Also to cheer on the other knights.”
Bridget smiled charmingly.
“I thought Prince Edwin would be at the barracks too, but they said you had returned early today.”
“Ah, I have to leave early tomorrow morning, so I finished training a bit early today.”
“Yes, so I came to say goodbye separately.”
“Ah, I see.”
Edwin scratched his head with a reddened face.
The single phrase about coming to say goodbye separately made his chest tingle.
“Have a safe trip.”
Bridget offered her farewell plainly.
“Don’t get sick, and try not to get hurt if possible.”
“Yeah, I will.”
“Then.”
The young lady seemed to hesitate for a moment, then bent her knees.
“I should be going back now…”
“Wait, just a moment!”
At that moment, Edwin grabbed the edge of Bridget’s sleeve.
“Co-could you stay just a little longer?”
“Pardon?”
“Well, that is…”
Edwin trailed off.
If he left for the subjugation campaign tomorrow, he might not be able to return for at least a month, or even several months if it dragged on.
Edwin felt his face growing hot as he lowered his gaze.
“When I leave tomorrow, I don’t know when I’ll return. So Bridget, I wanted to talk with you just a little longer…”
Bridget quietly looked at Edwin’s fingers gripping her sleeve.
Noticing that gaze, Edwin startled and let go of her hand.
“Sorry! I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable! I was just feeling urgent…”
“It’s alright.”
Bridget shook her head and looked at Philip.
“Philip, the Count, I’d like to talk with The Prince a little longer. Would that be alright?”
“…There should be about 15 minutes until closing time.”
“Thank you.”
The young lady turned to Edwin and smiled brightly.
“Then shall we chat for a bit, Your Highness?”
“Yes! Then let’s go to the reception room…”
“Since we don’t have much time, how about we just take a walk while talking?”
“A walk? Is that okay? You didn’t come out wearing dress shoes today, did you? Won’t your feet hurt?”
Just how many questions was he asking at once?
Watching Edwin, who didn’t know what to do with himself, made her want to laugh.
Bridget covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head.
“It’s fine.”
“Really?”
“Yes, but instead.”
The young lady extended her hand to the prince.
“May I ask for an escort?”
Edwin looked at the small hand extended to him and smiled brightly.
“Yeah, of course!”
The two children linked arms and began walking.
Philip, who had been watching the entire situation from behind, felt his lips twitch.
“Aren’t they too cute?”
“Ahem, what kind of irreverent talk is that.”
Philip cleared his throat and frowned.
Catherine, the Maid Captain of the 3rd Prince’s Palace, was somehow standing beside him, walking alongside.
“Oh come on, Philip, the Count was thinking the same thing as me.”
“I was not.”
“I saw it clearly with my own two eyes, you know? You trying to hold back laughter that was escaping because those two were so cute?”
“You must have seen wrong.”
“No way? I saw it properly? I have good eyesight, Philip, the Count.”
“Don’t get too close. I have to escort the Princess.”
“You’re deflecting. By that logic, I also have to serve Prince Edwin, don’t I?”
Behind them was noisy.
Edwin and Bridget glanced back at the two people following them and whispered.
“Are those two dating?”
“I don’t know. But Catherine did say she likes Philip, the Count.”
“Oh my? Really? Then we might hear good news soon.”
“Good news?”
Bridget grabbed Edwin’s arm and smiled brightly.
“Philip, the Count also seemed quite fond of The Maid Captain.”
She had heard Philip mention Catherine’s name several times.
As far as the Princess knew, Gloria’s Vice-Captain had a personality that wouldn’t even mention the name of a woman he wasn’t interested in.
“Later, if those two start dating, I’m going to tease them a lot.”
“Tease? Why?”
“Aren’t you curious to see Philip, the Count get flustered?”
That might be a bit curious.
Edwin’s expression became quite serious.
“Then let me tease them with you.”
“I will.”
The two smiled softly and walked slowly.
A ticklish yet slightly uncomfortable silence flowed.
“Um, Bridget.”
Edwin gathered courage and spoke first.
He had something he wanted to ask Bridget since earlier.
“You know.”
The young Prince hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.
“Did you perhaps go greet The Princes too?”
“The Princes?”
Bridget raised one eyebrow.
“Are you talking about Prince the First or 2nd Prince?”
“Y, yes.”
Edwin’s ears turned red like ripe apples.
Bridget smiled softly at his transparent feelings.
“No?”
Bridget answered with a clear voice, lifting her chin.
“Prince Edwin is the only person I came to greet separately?”
“What? Really?”
Edwin looked like he might fly away at any moment.
He looked at Bridget with his large eyes sparkling.
“Really?”
“My goodness, are you that happy that I came to greet you?”
Edwin smiled as brightly as possible at her question.
“Yes, I’m happy.”
“Pardon?”
“I’m really glad you came to see me.”
Bridget unconsciously stared blankly at The Prince’s face in a daze.
“Thank you, Bridget.”
Even spring sunlight wouldn’t be warmer and more radiant than this.
Bridget unconsciously had such thoughts and slowly turned her head.
“…Prince Edwin.”
“Yes?”
“I am my father’s only child.”
Bridget’s complexion was dark as she stated a fact everyone knew.
“I’m the only one truly on father’s side in the ducal house.”
If it weren’t for overwhelming military power, Jerome would never have been able to become Duke of Crowner.
During his mercenary days, he was often criticized for his origins.
“So I have to do well. If I make even the slightest mistake, my father gets criticized too.”
The noble Princess of House of Crowner.
The title that everyone looked up to and envied actually had no power.
“When I first met The Prince, I said that, didn’t I? That I was a precious person who would become The Empress. Not to speak to me carelessly.”
“D, did you? I don’t think you said it quite that way…”
“Actually. I was just showing off.”
She couldn’t decide anything by herself.
Performing well according to what the family elders ordered was all Bridget could do.
“I’ve never once thought that I wanted to become The Empress myself. I just thought it was natural to become The Empress because it would make father and the ducal house comfortable.”
It was a destiny decided the moment she was born as the Princess of Crowner Ducal House.
Bridget bit her lower lip.
“…Actually, I don’t want to go to Eastern Continent either.”
Nevertheless, she practiced Eastern Continent speech and studied the culture because she didn’t want to worry her father.
“If I said I didn’t want to become The Empress, father would surely try to honor my wishes without caring about other people’s opinions.”
She didn’t want her father to be hated by the family members.
She didn’t want him to hear that someone with lowly blood mixed in was hopeless after all.
“But you know what? I really hate marrying 2nd Prince too.”
In the past, she thought marriage with him was unavoidable to protect the ducal house and her cousin brother who couldn’t become The Emperor.
But not now.
“So Prince Edwin.”
Bridget stopped walking.
The young Princess’s eyes were slightly moist.
“Please return safely without fail.”
Edwin faced Bridget who was holding his hand.
“If I could choose, if only I could.”
The pure white hand holding the young Prince’s hand was trembling finely.
“I too want to stand beside Prince Edwin, and no one else.”
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