Chapter 140: The Eternal Rest in The Eternal Winter
I couldn’t get in touch with Abel. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“I bet he’s not replying because he’s upset about the engagement, right?”
I’d rather have that.
Sigren shook his head. “But you know he’s not that senseless.”
“But….”
Fortunately, after a while, a letter from Heilon arrived. I thought it was from Abel, but it wasn’t. It was sent by Jeron, who had been Abel’s aide for a long time. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
[Miss, I hope you can come back to Heilon.]
I read the last line of the letter:
[The Duke has gone missing.]
“….”
The content of the letter stated that monster activity in Heilon had increased rapidly recently. While searching for the cause, it was reported that Abel and the other party had gone missing.
This news was so sudden that it gave me a headache.
That Abel?
I first called Sir Leander and Celine.
“I’ve received news that the Duke is missing. I must go back to Heilon.”
“…”
Their expressions hardened. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
I asked the two of them to take care of the mansion.
“Are you going alone, Miss?”
“Yeah, I don’t have anyone to take with me.”
“If the lord is missing, then this is no ordinary situation. Even the forces in Heilon are having difficulty finding him….”
Leander’s advice calmed my racing thoughts.
Right, I wouldn’t accomplish anything by going alone.
While considering how much manpower I could take, Sigren, who had learned the whole story, arrived at the mansion.
“I will go too.”
“But you—”
“I’m sorry, Fiona, but I have no intention of listening to you this time.”
He sighed and stroked my cheek. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“You want me to send you there alone when it’s unknown whether Abel is alive or dead? Do you want to see me go crazy?”
“….”
I couldn’t deny it.
If something went wrong with me, Sigren would be left alone after Abel.
“Fiona, you will need me.”
“I guess so…”
Sigren stroked my shoulders soothingly and then hugged me.
I obediently surrendered myself to him.
“Abel—no, Master. Even if only his neck remains, he’ll be alive and bouncing around, so don’t worry too much.”
Did he call this consolation?
I tugged at the ends of his hair in annoyance. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Ouch.”
“Try to improve your speaking skills, Your Highness. Though it doesn’t have to be like my pillow talk.”
He laughed briefly as if I were being nonsensical.
“You didn’t really think that saying ‘let’s get married’ was a pillow talk dispute, did you? From my point of view, it felt like an unexpected trap.”
Wait, that’s harsh!
As I sighed in sulk, Sigren picked me up.
“Put me down!”
Despite my struggles, Sigren did not budge. He slowly set me down on my bed. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
I quickly covered myself with the duvet.
Sigren’s worried voice echoed through the fabric. “Would it be better for me to stay with you today?”
“I’m fine. I’ve slept in your room before. If you sleep in mine this time, it’ll be confirmed.”
He would only complicate things for Celine, who was already in a distraught state.
“Fiona, these days you…”
Uncharacteristically, Sigren hesitated, his words trailing off.
“What am I?”
I peeked out from under the blanket.
He straightened my disheveled hair with a gentle touch.
“I’m worried. You seem to have changed a bit. You’ve become much more serious when dealing with things.” Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Is that bad?”
“Well, there were times when I wished you would be like this… But it doesn’t seem good for you to be affected by your sorrows this much and this often.”
I understood.
I didn’t know if the change was good or bad, but I would worry about myself later.
I spread my arms wide.
“I’m so surprised that I can’t make a proper decision, so please comfort me first.”
Sigren picked me up again and placed me on his lap. I locked my arms around him, and feeling his body warmth definitely made me feel stable. I could hear his grumbling about having no intention of being tortured and how he would do anything if I showed any weakness.
“….”
I leaned against him, lost in thought.
Force… I think that could be useful. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Ah, Gunther.”
“Why are you suddenly calling his name while you’re in my arms?”
Sigren, who had been still, kissed the back of my exposed shoulder, my neck, and my ear.
“Ah, stop it! It tickles! Right, Gunther!”
“That guy, what about him?”
Oh right, Sigren didn’t know.
“Gunther said he would do anything I asked…”
Of course, he didn’t really mean it; he had said it to comfort me, but I could manipulate my memory at will.
At the same time, Sigren, who had been kissing me softly, began to scratch my skin with his teeth, like an animal tasting its food before biting it. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Ah, please don’t bite! Don’t bite!
“I have to find Gunther.”
Then, Sigren really bit my shoulder.
I shuddered. It didn’t hurt, but it felt strange.
“You said you wouldn’t do it again!”
Sigren sneered. “I never said that. I said I would be careful in the future.”
That’s not quite the same. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Then I shuddered again as Sigren lowered his lips along my spine.
“Stop that!”
Sigren muttered.
“You leave when you’re done with your business. I gave my heart and body, but I feel like a concubine who has been abandoned…”
What a pitiful thought.
I quickly pressed my lips to his cheek.
“Gunther isn’t the point here; it’s Abel and Heilon.”
Sigren replied sincerely, “I know.”
Oh well. Somehow, I did feel like I was throwing him away once I was done with my business, but…
“I won’t blame you if you want to do more later.” I said it without thinking about the future because Sigren was bothering me, and I needed to focus on recruiting Gunther. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Sigren’s eyes narrowed.
“Please don’t regret saying that later.”
I’m already starting to regret it.
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