The Return of Lilietta - Chapter 123

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Chapter 123

Afterwards, Rita spent the entire day in bed training to shape Oaths into various forms.

Unlike when she was in Dorothy’s body, she could visibly see herself getting faster and more precise with practice, which made it increasingly enjoyable.

She recalled the various techniques of skilled Oathbinders she had seen on the battlefield and continued practicing.

As the days passed, May 30th arrived.

Lillieta established a routine of slowly walking for rehabilitation during the day and practicing form manipulation until just before sleep at night.

Late at night.

As she leaned against her bed, kneading golden Oaths into various shapes, she suddenly looked up at the presence she felt from the window.

‘Is it Ethan?’

When she looked beyond the window with that thought, the Crown Prince of the nation was sitting on a garden tree branch like a mischievous boy, waving his hand.

‘Gid?’

Why is he here?

Rita stared at him with her mouth agape, then recognized his gesture asking her to open the window and hurriedly got up from the bed.

When her legs, still in rehabilitation, wobbled and she staggered, Gid’s face crumpled with worry.

Rita shook her head to indicate she was fine and quickly straightened her posture, but his expression didn’t relax. As soon as she opened the window, a grumpy voice flew over.

“You can walk slowly, so what’s the rush that you’re stumbling around, Rita. What if you make it worse?”

“I was startled seeing you.”

“Ah, because of me?”

“Of course, when someone who’s the Crown Prince is sitting on our garden tree in the middle of the night, how could I not be startled?”

“Hmm, I did want to surprise you, but not in this direction.”

Gid chuckled softly and asked her.

“May I come in?”

“Why ask something so obvious? Come in.”

Rita stepped back from the window, leaving it open. Gid looked at the wide-open window and sighed.

“…Seeing how you don’t even hesitate, you still have no awareness.”

“What are you doing instead of coming in?”

Rita’s urging voice came from the bedroom. He smiled bitterly and leaped up with light movements, landing inside the window.

Gid, who closed the window he had entered through and turned toward Rita, froze for a moment.

In the meantime, Lillieta had put on a dark silk robe over her thin negligee.

The same woman who, in the Onyx Palace bedroom, hadn’t cared how her negligee looked to him until he personally helped her put on a robe.

Small but definite progress.

Gideon unconsciously smiled. Lillieta, who approached him while adjusting her robe, frowned.

“Why are you grinning?”

“Because I like you so much.”

“Seeing you start with nonsense as soon as you arrive, you’re in a strange state. Did you not sleep again?”

“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep because someone who made holes in their legs and bled while shooting at dusk kept appearing in my dreams.”

“…I’m reflecting on that. Stop scolding me about it.”

Rita sighed. Gid barely restrained the urge to devour that slightly annoyed sigh because it was so adorable.

“What’s the matter that brought you here personally? What about Ethan?”

His floating mood sank slightly. He briefly considered whether to show his disappointment and whine playfully ‘Why, can’t I come here?’ or go straight to the point without being frustrating, then chose the latter seeing Rita’s face full of questions.

“The results came from the Royal Lineage.”

“Hanna’s bloodline? How did it turn out?”

Rita asked urgently. Gid lightly lifted her as he answered.

“It took some time since she wasn’t registered in the lineage, but the results are clear. Legitimate daughter of Terrence del Naporoa Adickl. Half-sister of Joseph del Duirebog Adickl.”

“…She really was the Duke’s daughter.”

“I had a bloodline verification document made. With the royal seal and everything. When Hanna is ready, we’ll create an appropriate occasion to make it public. I’m looking forward to seeing the Duke’s expression in many ways.”

“But Gid, what are you doing right now?”

She looked up at him strangely as he continued to hold her. Gid naturally moved to set her down on the sofa.

“Don’t stand on your legs that are still in rehabilitation, sit down.”

“You could have just said so.”

“This is faster than words.”

Gid smiled and sat next to her rather than across from her. Rita spoke with furrowed brows.

“But Gid, this is something you could have told me in a letter. If you’re worried about security, there’s Ethan too.”

“Because I wanted to see you.”

She hesitated. As always, instead of scolding him for talking nonsense or brushing it off as a joke, she showed signs of briefly contemplating something.

“…You said you couldn’t sleep, are you tired? Should I help you sleep?”

Rita quickly became composed and asked back, but Gid didn’t miss that moment of hesitation. His eyes narrowed. Restraining his desire to persist and dig deeper, he calmly continued.

“I also wanted to inform you in advance in case you were planning to come to the Garden Salon with those legs in two days.”

“Are you telling me not to attend this Garden Salon?”

“So you were planning to come even though you can’t even run yet? I’ve organized the content we’ll discuss this time in advance, so look at this.”

Gid took out documents and placed them on the sofa table, adding.

“Skip this meeting, and if you have any questions or additional content, tell me. I’ll relay it to the others.”

Rita let out a light sigh and picked up the documents. Gid watched her concentrate from right beside her.

Lillieta’s face, which he was seeing for the first time in almost two weeks.

Under her fluttering golden eyelashes, violet eyes moved busily, and breath flowed through her slightly parted teeth. Following her slightly moving head, fine hair by her white ear swayed gently.

If he could watch her like this every day, all day, every moment.

He covered his mouth and forcibly turned his gaze away, then deeply swallowed his stirring breath. He had the intuition that if he hadn’t changed his oath, punishment from the Oaths would have fallen just now.

“…I’ve roughly checked it, Gid. I’ll call Hanna tomorrow and tell her the verification results. Once Hanna decides and uses the scales, we’ll implement the ‘Gift’ operation.”

The operation ‘Gift’ – revealing Hanna’s bloodline and having her approach Pascal as a duchess. Rita, who had confirmed the outline, nodded.

Gid, who had regained his composure, answered.

“Good, then we’ll scrap the ‘Actor’ operation.”

“Ah, but then… what about the invitation I already received?”

“Invitation? What invitation did you receive from that idiot?”

“The Duke invited me to a party at the Frontier Festival. A formal invitation came later too, wait a moment.”

When Rita got up to fetch the invitation, Gid quickly stopped her.

“Don’t walk.”

“I’m in rehabilitation now, Gid. I actually need to walk little by little to recover.”

“But you definitely met your daily target during the day. Anything more than that isn’t rehabilitation but overexertion. You even staggered earlier.”

Rita thought his worry was excessive, but tried to understand while reflecting on what she had realized this time.

“…Alright. The invitation is in the second drawer of the bedside table on the right side of the bed.”

“Thank you, Rita.”

Gid smiled as if melting. Rita asked in puzzlement.

“What are you thanking me for?”

“For making an effort.”

“…”

He got up with a pleased face and headed to the bedside table. Rita watched his retreating figure and clicked her tongue.

‘Really like a ghost.’

Though she was honestly a bit happy that he noticed she was making an effort in her own way.

He returned with Joseph’s invitation and sat beside her, examining it carefully.

“…It’s a masquerade party.”

“Yeah.”

She nodded and added.

“Should I decline after all? I can walk, but my rehabilitation isn’t complete, and if we’re scrapping the Actor operation…”

“Wait a moment.”

Gid fell into thought while looking down at the invitation. Rita swallowed her words and looked at his profile right next to her.

Black hair scattered over his white forehead. Golden eyes pooled like a well in his deep eye shape. Sharp nose bridge and firm jawline. The large hand supporting that jaw.

The veins visible on the back of that hand moved subtly as if revealing the flow of his thoughts. She unconsciously became captivated by that movement.

So another person’s hands can look appealing.

She was so absorbed without realizing it that she was startled when he opened his mouth.

“Should I go with you?”

“Wh-what?”

“Why are you so surprised?”

Gid chuckled briefly and continued.

“It says that invited distinguished guests may bring one companion. It’s also a masquerade party where we can reasonably hide our identities… Most importantly, this party is mentioned in Pascal’s historical records.”

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