Save Me

Please Come Back.

39. Please Come Back.

 

“Thank you.”

Rappin’s fierce momentum disappeared completely as a faint voice came out through the open bedroom door.

At the same time, Henry’s face, which had been pale the whole time, turned bright red, making Rappin’s grim expression turn vacant.

“But I’ll just accept your heart.”

The next words were met with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

“I don’t have to worry because I have Mr. Benson, so keep the good medicine and use it when you need it.”

“But……!”

“Excuse me.”

Henry was frustrated and tried to say something, but Julie went into the bedroom faster than he could.

Click.

The whole situation ended with the sound of the door being locked.

Rappin gave a polite but fierce order to Henry, who had a vain expression on his face.

“Enough, go back.”

He heard he was the second son of a Baloch vassal family.

The eldest son lost his life during the last wave, and since there was only one heir left, he could not be sent as a knight, so he was sent as a servant.

This kind of reaction may seem a bit oversensitive to someone like that.

However, for a knight, there was nothing above his master’s orders.

Originally big problems arise from digging into such small things.

Rappin tried not to pay attention to the sagging Henry.

He was only thinking about the Duke’s orders.

‘Protect her, Rappin Grammel. Risk your life if necessary.’

The most precious thing to a person is always life, which is only a moment1‘Cause it’s so short., so his command was contrary to the saying to cherish one’s life.

There should be a reason why Jillian Baloch said something like that.

He didn’t know if it was to avoid being criticized by the imperial family as everyone said, or if it was because Termina would forgive Baloch’s sins as mentioned in the prophecy.

The only thing that mattered to him was that it was the master’s order.

Rappin quietly watched Henry’s back as he walked away, and recalled Jillian’s voice.

 

***

2This is Henry’s P.O.V

“Why are you so droopy, My Lord?”

As soon as I came down to the first floor for lunch, the first thing I encountered was Shane, who was grinning so hard that I couldn’t see his eyes.

Where on earth did the memory of him feeling so frustrated last time go?

As soon as Shane saw him, he immediately ran over to him, put his arm around his shoulder, and became friendly.

“Why, do your legs hurt so much?”

“Put your arms down.”

“Is it that serious? This is a big deal! My Lord.”

“It’s not like that.”

“Then, why are you so droopy?”

Wasn’t this the guy who shouted,”I am going to straighten you out”

I know that being so friendly is also due to his ambition to live as my own hands and feet, as he said.3I really can’t remember their conversation and couldn’t find it, because it has been so long. But if there is any confusion, please tell me.

“Tell me. I will listen.”

Normally, I would have gotten irritated right away and pushed him away.

“I can’t solve it. You know that, right? How can someone like me, who holds a such a low position, help you with your troubles?”

But, maybe it was because I was shamefully pushed away, I was shaken by the gentle words of the guy who smiled and said he would just listen.

“Actually…….”

“Oh! Good. Are we one step closer?”

“Why are you suddenly saying that? It’s almost suspicious.”

“What suspicious! I am saying it out loud. I will become your hands and feet and aim to become your confidant’s confidant4I remember that😂. I’m clear on what I want, young master.”

Henry’s eyes darkened as he saw Shane winking in front of his nose.

What kind of ambition is that?

It’s so insignificant that it’s almost unbearable.

“I felt so insignificant that I lost my energy, but looking at you, Shane, who is so obsessed with me, I feel even more empty.”

“What’s so disappointing anyway? Is this how you live? Master, are you still standing there like a grandfather clock?”

Shane walked slowly, giving strength to the arm wrapped around Henry’s shoulder.

He was walking in the direction of the restaurant.

“A grandfather clock?”

“What’s wrong with that? It starts out as a grandfather clock, at some point it becomes insignificant, and then it becomes an increasingly more valuable object.”5I don’t understand what he is saying actually, anyone having an idea?

“Was that meant to be comforting?”

“It’s better than me standing in front of the door facing the cold wind all day. Even if you don’t get cold feet, look at my hands, I think they are frozen. Help me!”

Henry burst into laughter at the sight of Shane raising his hand slyly.

At this point, I couldn’t remember anything about being threatened by the guy who was named a Rappin or a Gaffin.6A true friend indeed (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠`⁠*⁠)

“You say they’re frozen, but you hands are just fine!”

Henry grabbed Shane’s hand, which was shaking in front of him, and took it down.

The hand in his grasp was warm and rough, unlike Shane’s bravado.

“No, it’s fine because I melt it just now. You don’t know how cold my hands were.”

Perhaps because it was his first time being talked to like this and he was excited, Shane pouted and acted even more childishly.

“Look carefully? Oh, where have all the frozen marks gone?”

Henry snorted as he swatted away the shaking hand in front of him, but inside he was embarrassed by Shane’s rough hand.

Although they were of the lower class, they were all children of noble families.

This means that their skin couldn’t be rough.

If his hand got this rough, then maybe he wasn’t bluffing.

“Stop acting childishly and apply this. You are a member of Baloch, what are those hands?”

Henry took out a small container he was carrying in his pocket and handed it to Shane.

“What’s wrong with my hand?”

“It’s very rough. Apply it quickly. If you apply it well for a few days, it will become soft again in no time.”

“Hey. Master, are you paying attention to me now?”

Shane lifted his arm from around my shoulder and came closer to me, grinning.

The nearly folded green eyes sparkled brightly before my eyes.7I will love if this turned into a very good friendship, but if anything else I may either skip their part entirely or drop the novel.

 

***

 

Bianca, who had rested in bed all afternoon, had Julie bring her a pen and paper as soon as she regained her strength.

There was so much I wanted to say that the moment I waited for Julie seemed like an eon.

When Julie finally came back, Bianca thought she could pour out all the longing that had built up to her throat into words.

However, it proved to be not so easy even from the first line.

The words, ‘How are you?’ seemed half-hearted, and the words, ‘I missed you.’ were too heavy.

However, I did not want to write to Deborah in sentences full of flowery language, as if I were writing a letter to another person.

How much did I worry about that?

Bianca, who was unable to write anything even after throwing away dozens of pages, collapsed in the chair, exhausted.

“When things aren’t going well, it’s good to take a short break. How about having a cup of tea then start writing again?”

“Sounds good.”

“They must be a really precious person.”

“They are precious. They are my only family.”

Suddenly, Bianca added hastily.

“Ah, my only younger sister, that’s what I mean.”

Since no one knew the inside story, it was something that could be misunderstood if others heard it.

“I’m sure you’d like to see her.”

“Of course, I would like to. She’s such a cute child. She’s so adorable that she volunteered to be my maid….”

Bianca bit her lips due to an unpleasant bitter feeling.

‘I don’t want to lose Marquis Ilion, who is good at his job.’

Bianca clearly remembered the moment she dressed herself up to go to a place where she was prepared to die.

However….

‘I have to set an example so that he would never treat my wife carelessly again. Wouldn’t a collapsed palace be be a sure warning?’

Not only did I survive when I was sent to die and became Baloch’s bride, but he even destroyed the Palace of Rosvena, saying that he was dissatisfied with my treatment.

How angry was the Emperor……?

For a moment, Bianca felt a chill running down her stomach.

When all the things I had thoughtlessly forgot came together, I got goosebumps all over my body.

I was writing a letter to Deborah in this situation?

Bianca, who was startled, hurriedly started collecting the used stationery.

Who was I trying to kill!

“My Lady?”

Bianca grabbed the paper, threw it into the fireplace, and burned it. She rummaged through the paper using a poker, making sure that Elijah Marquis name as well as Doborah’s name were not visible.

Julie, who was standing next to her, called out to her, startled, but Bianca couldn’t hear anything.

It is okay if I can’t say hello to them for the rest of my life.

It doesn’t matter if I don’t hear the voice I miss until I die.

As long as they are safe.

As long as the emperor didn’t tear them apart, I could live with their love as a memory in my hearts for the rest of my live.

“My Lady.”

I have to get rid of it!

All of it!

“My Lady!”

Bianca gathered up the remaining ashes and crushed them.

Even when I saw the black and white powder rising in the stove, my anxious heart did not easily calm down.

I didn’t mean to write this.

What if there is some sort of hex there and the Emperor gets to restore it?

“Madam! Calm down!”

It was Julie’s shout that caught the attention of Bianca, who was shaking with anxiety.

“If you don’t like it, I’ll do it for you. Alright? Madam, you wrote a letter…….”

“I won’t write it! I won’t write it!”

At the word “letter,” Bianca screamed as if in a fit of rage.

What did this idiot just do?8She is talking to herself.

I couldn’t forgive myself.

A letter!

“Then don’t write it.”

“…….”

“Don’t write it. You don’t have to. If you don’t want to write it, then you don’t have to.”9She is repeating a lot I know, but that what people do when faced with emotionly unstable people saying, “It’s ok, it’s alright..etc”

“Everything, everything, must be eliminated. They can’t stay.”

“I will completely destroy it until not a single speck remains.”

“What if someone finds out?”

Wide-open black pupils and questions that made no sense.

Bianca’s condition was strange.

However, instead of pointing it out, Julie responded calmly and took the poker from Bianca’s hand.

She had already heard about the unfortunate circumstances of the previous Duke’s death through Hailey.

The ‘blood relatives/family’ that are precious to the abandoned princess cannot be members of the royal family.

The one, who laughed and said she was going to write a letter to a loved one, suddenly became this?

She must have realized that her letter was poisonous to them.

It wasn’t difficult to guess.

Julie helped Bianca, who was struggling, up and led her to the sofa.

“Have a cup of tea. I will go and bring you some sweet desserts to share with you. In times like this, it’s best to eat them together.”

“……..”

“Just in case, if you’re still feeling uneasy, should I send for the Duke to come?”

“For Jillian?”

“Aurors leave no trace.”

This was a ridiculous proposal.

Who would use Aurors this way?

However, Bianca, consumed by anxiety, was already unable to make rational decisions.

“Is that possible?”

Julie nodded furiously as she saw Bianca reacting to her ‘perfect proposal’.

“Of course, Madam. Aurors are the ones who blow away monsters like fog. This is nothing for them.”

“They said he would come when the snow stops, right? When will it stop? I hope it stops quickly.”

Julie let out a soft sigh as Bianca immediately spoke of the Duke’s return.

“Then, shall we send a messenger bird? To ask about when he will you come?”

“Is that okay?”

“I was originally sending it on a regular basis anyway.”

It was a blatant lie.

But it didn’t matter to Julie because she would do anything to reassure Bianca.

Even if it means bringing in the Duke who handles the wave.

“If something happens in the Castle, he sometimes could come back a little early.”

“Really?”

Julie smiled naturally into her sparkling blue eyes that soon regained their light.

“Would you like to write ‘Please come back?’”

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