Who Stole The Empress

Rustle.

Roselyn pulled down the covers that covered the top of her head.

With a weary look on her face, she looked out the balcony window where the curtains were closed.

“…… It’s been three days already.”

She thought she could just pretend she didn’t know him and ignore him and he would leave, but he was relentless, just like his brother, and he had visited her every dawn for three days.

“Should I have told Asrell?”

She didn’t want the disturbance, and she didn’t want that panicked attitude that came to her room at dawn, so she ignored it.

But she didn’t expect Cassion to stay on the balcony for an hour. The two days ago he only stayed for a few minutes, but he has been holding out for a long time today.

“What’s wrong with him?”

She was curious about the fact that Cassion was weak. Didn’t Satin also make a big deal out of seeing Cassion soaked in water?

Exhausted, Roselyn stopped pretending not to know.

“Let’s call Asrell.”

Currently, only a minimum of guards remained in the east annex,so no servants were available at dawn to respond to Roselyn.

Instead, Asrell’s room was close by.

Roselyn felt a little bad about waking her, but she also knew that she couldn’t leave Cassion like that forever.

But as soon as she stepped out into the hallway, she had to change her mind.

“Excuse me……. where are you going?”

Roselyn had never been out at dawn before, so she didn’t expect to find people guarding her until now.

Roselyn looked at the tanned man who had quietly appeared before her with slightly startled eyes. He didn’t look like the knights that roamed around here every day. He was much darker and more insidious.

‘Is he one of the …… assassins?’

Roselyn speculated that there would be more of these men somewhere in the hallway and the next room. They didn’t seem to have come into the room, though.

She hesitated for a moment, then quietly brought up an excuse.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d go out to the beach.”

“It’s not safe to go for a walk at dawn, and for your own safety, please stay in your room at night.” 

“…… I understand.”

Roselyn nodded obediently and was about to enter the room when she turned around again.

“Please tell Asrell to bring me a cup of warm ginger tea.”

 “… Okay.”

Click.

Roselyn closed the door and listened carefully for a moment. She didn’t hear any footsteps, as she had expected.

She held on for a few more minutes in the darkness. Soon she heard footsteps and Asrell entered the door with a small tap.

Asrell was flabbergasted to see Roselyn standing in front of the door, but quickly recovered her expression.

“You can’t sleep? Here, I brought you some hot ginger tea.”

“Asrell.”

“Yes?”

Roselyn tugged on Asrell’s hand as she placed the ginger tea properly on the table.

Before opening the curtains that covered the window, Roselyn kept her fingers above her lips.

Asrell’s eyes widened as if she didn’t understand. Roselyn opened the curtain to let her know why.

“…!”

Asrell quickly covered her mouth in surprise. She alternately stared at Cassion and Roselyn, who were shaking with wide open eyes.

Roselyn sighed with a stiff face and whispered.

“He swam in the ocean.”

“……What?”

Asrell was startled by a very small sound.

***

“Finally, we’re seeing each other!”

Cassion, who had just walked in, looked elated and shivered. Roselyn hissed at Cassion, asking him to be quiet.

“Oh, Young Master….”

Asrell grabbed her forehead as if her head hurt and hurriedly covered Cassion’s wet body with a blanket.

Asrel’s face was full of questions and things she wanted to pursue, but she didn’t speak easily. She was afraid that once she opened her mouth, it would explode.

While Asrell covered Cassion with a blanket, Roselyn gently closed the door of the parlor that led to the bedroom.

She didn’t know how fortunate it was that her bedroom wasn’t immediately connected to the hallway.

“Oh……! Come to think of it, there must be some dry clothes of Master Tamon in this closet. I’ll bring it.”

Asrell hurried into the small closet that was connected to Roselyn’s room as if she remembered now.

Tamon’s clothes were always all over the place.

It was the same in this room. If there were no clothes, a gown was hanging.

Roselyn took the ginger tea that Asrell had brought to Cassion.

Even in the short distance she walked across the room, Cassion could tell that her gait was unsteady.

“How did you get hurt there……?”

Cassion stared at her limping leg in amazement. It looked more so because of the bandage that was wrapped around her ankle.

Roselyn didn’t care and offered him some ginger tea.

“…Thank you. Hmm.”

Cassion was touched by the ginger tea she offered.

Of course he was touched. It was a situation where he wouldn’t be able to say anything if Roselyn poured the tea on his head…

Roselyn turned and stared at the pitch black sea. What kind of courage did he have to swim through that black sea?

Wasn’t he afraid of it even though he said he was weak? He seemed to be like a young wild boar, who would come at you if he could see his goal.

No, Roselyn was wondering how she became the purpose of the young boar.

“Ack, ack”

The sound of coughing caused Roselyn to turn around and before she knew it, a dressed Cassion was standing there. He looked at Roselyn vaguely as she made eye contact and hurriedly asked.

“You….are you my brother’s mistress?”

A silence fell.

Asrell studied Roselyn with an anxious look on her face. She looked like she had a lot to say, but was holding back.

“No?”

Cassion urged Roselyn. But Roselyn was not obliged to respond to his words. Didn’t Tamon tell her, if she met him, to ignore him?

Instead of replying, she asked a question.

[Why do you keep coming to see me?]

Cassion looked back at Asrell with a puzzled look at the sudden spoken Hirusha language. Asrell pretended not to know and lowered her gaze.

[Even if I were a bedchamber slave or a mistress, I wouldn’t be the one you’ll come to]

She cornered him, but Cassion just scowled with a blank look on his face.

“Oh, no, what is it? Don’t you speak the commonlanguage? Asrell. What does this woman say? D*mn it…!”

Cassion ruffled his hair in frustration. Roselyn put her finger in front of her lips once more, worried that people could hear him.

Actually, there was nothing wrong with him being …… found.

It would be a little bit strange that it could cause misunderstanding, but what was the difference even if people misunderstood it?

She was not one who was afraid of being abandoned by Tamon…

But it was not a pleasant situation. If a scandal arose, there would be a headache…

Roselyn sighed and continued her conversation, which had no nutritional value.

[Why on earth would you sneak into the room of someone you consider to be your brother’s lady?] 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

‘Should I just use a common language?’ (Roselyn)

‘No. If I do, I might have to deal with many questions.’

Above all, she was known to the outside world as Hirusha’s slave.

Everyone thought she was a Hirushan, except for her caretakers, Asrell, Satin, the twins and some of Tamon’s men.

Oh, and some of the guards who were protecting her, too.

Probably they all thought that Tamon had left them by her side because they were trustworthy people.

But Cassion still couldn’t trust them.

Sometimes family was the hardest one to trust.

Roselyn sighed and pointed with her finger to the window where Cassion had come in through. Cassion opened his eyes wide and was startled.

“….. What? What do you want me to do?” 

[Leave. Don’t come back.]

Even if he didn’t understand Hirusha language, this was fully understandable.

Because from the look on Roselyn’s face and the pointing fingers, it meant to go.

Cassion turned away quickly with a wrinkled face.

“My name is Cassion. I’m Cassion Krasis. I will not leave until you say your name.”

[I don’t want to know your name, nor do I want to tell you mine.]

Roselyn replied coldly, but Cassion was not disappointed.

Certainly, he would not be disappointed if he could not understand.

The confrontation continued for a while.

Only Asrell, who was watching the situation, was flabbergasted.

“Master Cassion…”

The immature Master has caused another accident. Tamon was very forgiving of almost everything that Cassion did, but this…

Asrell thought it would be different this time. 

She looked at Roselyn with worried eyes. Cassion, who had been confronting Roselyn for a long time, suddenly blushed and said.

“You, though, are ……… really beautiful.”

Hearing this, Asrell grabbed her forehead. Roselyn’s expression grew colder and colder.

“You’re the prettiest person I’ve ever seen…Are you really my brother’s mistress? He doesn’t usually get close to women….”

Cassion, who had been looking at her blankly, reached out.

He grabbed the silvery tips of her hair, which sparkled beautifully even in the pitch black night.

“How does it get to be this color?”

Smack!

Roselyn said as she hit his hand.

[Go!]