Chapter : 9
I carefully avoided the countless gazes within the imperial palace, and even when I was occasionally noticed, I boldly ignored them and safely made my way to the Crown Princeâs training ground.
I hid behind the wall at the entrance of the training ground and watched the Crown Prince observing the knightsâ training.
Wow! Look at that body. A work of art.
So handsome, my male lead!
How long had I been staring, completely captivated?
When should I let him know Iâm here?
I need to enter the training ground as naturally as possible.
As I hesitated, trying to find the right moment to rush in, I suddenly felt something cold and metallic touch my neck.
Oh my god!
Could it be⊠a sword?
It was a sword! A real sword!
I froze in shock.
âWhoâs there?!â
ââŠâŠâ
Would you be able to speak with a sword pointed at your neck? My mouth froze, unable to move.
The rough voice of the man, who appeared to be a knight, drew the attention of everyone in the training ground to the entrance where I stood.
And among those gazes was Calixâs.
When my eyes met Calixâs, I sent him a pleading look.
âCalix! Itâs me, Kaelin Brockburk! Tell him to move the sword!â
But despite my desperate gaze, Calixâs face grew even colder than when our eyes first met, and his brows furrowed further.
Whatâs wrong with his expression?
âWho are you? Why are you spying on the knightsâ training?â
The knight, pointing his sword at me, shouted boldly and tried to press it closer.
No! If he does that, heâll actually stab my neck!
âIâm Kaelin! Kaelin Brockburk!â
I shouted with all my strength.
Even my own ears caught the cracking of my voice.
âBrockburk?â
The knightâs eyes widened as he repeated my words.
No one in this empire didnât know the name Brockburk.
Got it? I am Kaelin Brockburk, precious daughter of Duke Brockburk, the Chancellor of Everetian!
âIâm Kaelin Brockburk. I came to see Crown Prince Calix.â
I babbled on.
My plan to pretend I got lost and accidentally arrived at the training ground was a complete failure.
The knightâs sword still hadnât moved from my neck.
But his gaze was fixed on Calix.
When Calix met the knightâs eyes and nodded slightly, as if confirming my identity, the sword finally moved away from my neck.
The moment the sword left, I collapsed, my entire body trembling.
A swordâŠ
Of course, swords appear in romance fantasy novels.
I even wrote that Iâd die from such a sword.
But feeling a sword pointed at my neck in real life⊠the fear was beyond words.
And now I was supposed to die from it?
No!
Absolutely not!
Even trembling on the ground, I promised myself I could not die from this sword.
Calix approached me.
When Calix reached right in front of me and the knight, the knight stepped back.
âYour Highness! Is this truly the young lady of the Brockburk family?â
Yes, it is!
Canât you tell from my elegant dress, my beautiful face, my fair skin?
Calix ignored the knightâs question and looked down at me.
âKaelin Brockburk, what are you doing here?â
âI⊠I meanâŠâ
I wanted to say I got lost⊠but I couldnât, since Iâd been caught spying.
Calix was still waiting for my answer.
Why ask something so obvious?
I should just be thanked for showing up!
No choice. I had to be a bit more straightforward.
âI⊠came to see Your Highness, Calix.â
âWhy me?â
His voice sounded strangely cold.
Why�
When will you finally drop your cold act and pour out your passionate love?
Itâs taking forever.
Youâve liked me for years already.
Love is something you have to seize.
You look so dignified, yet so timidâŠ
Ugh!
My heart was pounding, frustrated.
âI⊠umâŠâ
â?â
âI came to let you know⊠that Your Highness may love me if you want to.â
This sounded strange even as I said it.
Because I didnât reveal my feelings, I had to blatantly tell him to love meâŠ
But my voice was so small that I could barely hear myself.
âWhat did you say?â
Calix, too, seemed unable to hear me clearly.
âIâŠ.â
No!
I snapped back to my senses before finishing.
Saying âYou may love meâ felt far too audacious to say to the Crown Prince.
ââŠWhat?â
âNo, Your Highness. Thatâs not it⊠I just came to say that you donât have to hide your feelings from me, that itâs okay to show me your love.â
Itâs okay to like me, itâs okay to obsess over me.
Iâm ready. Iâm ready to accept your intensely possessive love.
Calix frowned and asked:
âYou mean the feelings youâre speaking of⊠are they my feelings?â
Of course, theyâre yours!
âI think even obsessive, scary love counts as love. Ah! Of course, âdying of loveâ doesnât work. Thatâs just a metaphor. Love shouldnât kill; it should protect, right?â
Donât kill just because the love isnât reciprocated. Just express love.
I am no longer the Kaelin who only had unrequited love.
I am the new Kaelin who, at least, can pretend to love you.
âLady.â
There was a slight tremor in his voice.
Finally, he seemed to understand my words and be moved.
âYes, Your Highness!â
âWhy tell me such things?â
âHuh?â
What are you talking about?
Why tell you? Because itâs you.
âSorry, but Iâm not interested in that kind of love. I think Iâd be better at killing people than loving like that.â
What�!
Why are you so terrifying?
Iâm telling you itâs okay to love me, and Iâll accept you.
What do you mean, youâd be better at killing?
Do you mean youâll love me to death?
Do you mean to kill me and preserve me forever?
Donât kill me, please!
Youâre threatening to kill me?!
My heart jumped wildly at his terrifying possessiveness.
Suddenly, Calix turned and shouted:
âRajif!â
Rajif?
Before I could wonder, a man called Rajif ran toward Calix.
Ah!!!
It was the deputy commander of the knights.
The knight who had been surveilling our house last time.
Yes, it was Rajif.
Only then did I remember that the deputy commander, Calixâs right-hand man, was named Rajif.
What was his last name?
I tried recalling it as he ran toward me, but couldnât remember.
âYes, Your Highness!â
Calix said to Rajif, who had arrived in an instant:
âThe young lady of the Brockburk family is leaving. Escort her!â
Leaving?
Not dying, just really going home?
Please, male lead, keep it to love and obsession, donât kill!
I looked at Calix with desperate eyes, but he was already walking toward the center of the training ground.
Completely ignoring my gaze.
What now?
Seeing me must be so painful that he wants to possess me forever⊠or is he planning his obsession more strategically?
His overtly dark, intense, and violent personality had clearly become more refined.
Why is it different from what I wrote?
If heâs suppressing it now, it might be even scarier when his obsession explodesâŠ
This is serious.
Do I need to openly tell him I love him, not just allow his love?
My worries deepened.
Calix shook his head, thinking of the daughter of Duke Brockburk, who said crazy things again.
Even if the girl wasnât sane, he couldnât refuse Leonâs insistence on marrying herâmaybe thatâs why the Duke aligned with the Empress.
âShe is pretty, thoughâŠâ
âDamn it!â
Calix scolded himself for being surprised by his own thoughts.
Pretty? What use is it if a crazy girl is pretty?
âI think obsessive, scary love also counts as loveâŠâ
Recalling her terrifying words made his chest tighten.
Was the Duke spying on him using his daughter? Or was she serious about that insane love?
âCould that lady really love me so crazily? Wants to have me so badly she says âdonât kill meâ? No, that makes no sense. Wanting to kill me for Leon is more reasonable.â
Deep furrows appeared on Calixâs brow.
âEven Duke Brockburk has a weak spot⊠His only daughter isnât saneâŠâ
For the first time, Calix felt some sympathy for the Duke, who constantly threatened his throne.
Returning home, I reflected on the situation.
âSorry, but Iâm not interested in that kind of love. Iâd be better at killing people than loving like that.â
Better at killing than love?
What? A sadist?
I didnât write him that way.
Calixâs violence toward Kaelin wasnât because he enjoyed killing or wanted to possess her forever. It was partly because she had opposed him and even cursed him after Leonâs death.
So why has he become so terrifying?
Even more terrifying than before.
âLove is completed by killing the loved oneâ?
No wonder Kaelin didnât like you!
Kaelin liked gentle Leon, while Calix was cold, four years older, and intimidating.
She never imagined that the dark, scary Calix would slowly harbor feelings for her.
Calixâs heart had been captivated by Kaelin since he was fifteen and she was eleven.