Episode 14
âW-what? A proposal?â
Autumnâs pupils widened for a moment, then returned to their normal size.
The sun, which had been slowly setting, hung upon the clouds, casting a soft red glow.
Bathed in the faint light, the man standing before her opened his mouth once more.
âThere was a time when a scandal spread in the capital.â
His heavy words fell like the slow, hot descent of the sun. Once his mouth opened, it seemed there would be no end.
âThe heir of the empireâs only ducal family formally sent a proposal to the famous Rosaline Kiss.â
âI donât remember this line being in the script. Is this⊠a joke?â
Even as she thought that to herself, Autumn found her gaze locked with Randelâs serious, moss-green eyes.
She trailed off, trying to hide the surprise in her voice that threatened to rise like a question mark.
Her small lips parted slightly in shock.
He wasnât lying to her right now.
Gulp.
Autumn swallowed her dry throat.
âWhether itâs true or not, only the people involved would know.â
âHaha, IâŠâ
She almost asked, âWhen?â
She was glad she could maintain a calm expression and speak forward.
Because if not, he wouldâve definitely noticed her wide, startled eyes.
âY-yes, wellâŠâ
Autumn hastily stepped back and threw her gaze at the calm lake in front of them.
âI want to know the reason.â
To me⊠no, to my sister. A proposal to Rosaline Kiss?
…Rosaline, why didnât you ever tell me this
âIf you’re asked a difficult question, it’s best to say there were circumstances. A true gentleman shouldnât pry into a ladyâs past,â Rosaline had once advised.
âI understand. That wonât be hard.â
âWomen with a bit of mystery are always attractive, Autumn.â
—
âW-well, there were some circumstancesâŠâ
âWhat kind of circumstances?â
Autumnâs eyes rolled about, nervously gauging his reaction.
Then she straightened her back and turned her gaze firmly forward.
âWell⊠IâŠâ
Unable to form a proper response, Autumn merely mumbled inside her mouth and finally shut her eyes tight.
âDonât ask anymore⊠It makes you seem inconsiderate.â
The silence that followed her hasty reply felt like a disaster.
âWhy did I phrase it like that?â
The only thing between them now was Autumnâs shallow breathing echoing softly.
âI didnât think it needed explanation. There are things with⊠complicated reasons.â
âI seeâŠâ
Randel remained silent, only shaking his head as Autumn avoided his gaze.
âIf you try to know everything, you’ll get hurt.â
Though she kept talking, Autumn was secretly sweating from nerves.
âLetâs bury the past between just the two of us.â
Answering with a calm firmness, Autumn leaned back and let her body rest where she was.
âI hope that sounded natural.â
Soon, as the sweat dried, she felt a cool breeze at her back and curled up slightly.
But her heart felt strange.
Tears welled up for no clear reason, her eyes stung, and she felt as if her heart had been scraped with thorns.
âWhy am I like this?â
A tear rolled down her cheek, and Autumn quickly wiped her face.
Then, unexpectedly, Randelâs firm voice reached her ears.
ââŠThen Iâll ask again later.â
He lay beside her, looking up at the darkening sky.
âHeâs no gentleman.â
Autumn smirked, remembering Rosalineâs words and his stubbornness.
Randel took off his jacket and draped it over her. Autumn didnât bother refusing.
She had felt it before â this man had a relentless curiosity for things he wanted to know.
As if there had to be an answer.
As if she had no choice but to respond.
âThen⊠let me ask you instead.â
Suddenly, Autumn looked over and questioned him.
âWhy did you propose to me?â
Though it felt like she was intruding into Rosalineâs private life in the capital, she couldn’t help but ask â she was too curious.
ââŠBecause I felt sorry.â
Huh?
Randel didnât turn to look at her as he replied, arms crossed while still staring at the sky.
âYou were someone who could shine brighter⊠but instead, you were sold off likeâŠâ
Ah â he realized he misspoke.
She had just been curious.
It was a lighthearted question meant to ease the tension.
But his sincere answer threw her off, and she turned to look at him blankly.
ââŠHeâs always like this.â
This man always reacts to Rosaline Kissâs name.
Autumn tried to recall why such a cold man had fallen for Rosaline.
âIf I look back, you constantly threw yourself into rumors and gossip.â
Her beauty? Elegant speech?
Those were the answers Autumn had expected â and they never came.
âIt was like⊠you intended to be seen that way from the start.â
His sharp, unfiltered words were uncharacteristically raw.
âEveryone says you went after the marquisâ fortune. But I couldnât accept that.â
Randel finally turned his head, meeting her gaze.
They were close, yet far.
His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
Then came the final blow.
âThe you I knew wasnât that kind of person.â
At that moment, Autumn realized it.
He truly liked her sister. No â it was more like admiration.
âIf someone were to like me⊠would they ever look at me the way he just did?â
Autumn also realized something else.
Randel was a wonderful man.
He was bright.
If she were to keep receiving his gaze like that, she wasnât confident she wouldnât fall for him.
âBut so what? Iâm only here as a stand-in for my sister.â
Annoying and reluctant as it was, there probably wasnât another man like him in the whole Blue Tim Empire.
He reminded her of how she had once admired actor Huddy Oslo and the theater he performed in.
Autumn fidgeted with her fingers.
âIf he went so far as to propose, maybe he⊠more than admired herâŠ? Ugh. Why does that disappoint me?â
Without realizing it, she exposed her jealousy toward him.
âHe didnât seem like the type to be so shallow.â
Oops. She covered her mouth with both hands.
âWas that meant for me?â
He looked at her, dumbfounded, and she suddenly got angry at his reaction.
Autumn sat up and jabbed a finger toward him, raising her voice.
âHey! You didnât even talk to her, but you went and sent a proposal?â
âI wasnât being shallow. At least, not when I sent that proposal.â
He slowly sat up and answered calmly.
âI just wanted to. Sincerely.â
It was a direct and honest reply.
Even though the proposal hadnât been to her, her heart pounded and she couldnât dismiss it lightly.
âŠHow should she look at him now?
Before Autumn could process her flustered feelings, his confession continued.
âIs it wrong to do something without a reason?â
âUhâŠâ
His tone was calm, with no hesitation.
âI just didnât know what else to do.â
He tossed a small stone.
Plunk. RollEpisode 14
âW-what? A proposal?â
Autumnâs pupils widened for a moment, then returned to their normal size.
The sun, which had been slowly setting, hung upon the clouds, casting a soft red glow.
Bathed in the faint light, the man standing before her opened his mouth once more.
âThere was a time when a scandal spread in the capital.â
His heavy words fell like the slow, hot descent of the sun. Once his mouth opened, it seemed there would be no end.
âThe heir of the empireâs only ducal family formally sent a proposal to the famous Rosaline Kiss.â
âI donât remember this line being in the script. Is this⊠a joke?â
Even as she thought that to herself, Autumn found her gaze locked with Randelâs serious, moss-green eyes.
She trailed off, trying to hide the surprise in her voice that threatened to rise like a question mark.
Her small lips parted slightly in shock.
He wasnât lying to her right now.
Gulp.
Autumn swallowed her dry throat.
âWhether itâs true or not, only the people involved would know.â
âHaha, IâŠâ
She almost asked, âWhen?â
She was glad she could maintain a calm expression and speak forward.
Because if not, he wouldâve definitely noticed her wide, startled eyes.
âY-yes, wellâŠâ
Autumn hastily stepped back and threw her gaze at the calm lake in front of them.
âI want to know the reason.â
To me⊠no, to my sister. A proposal to Rosaline Kiss?
…Rosaline, why didnât you ever tell me this
âIf you’re asked a difficult question, it’s best to say there were circumstances. A true gentleman shouldnât pry into a ladyâs past,â Rosaline had once advised.
âI understand. That wonât be hard.â
âWomen with a bit of mystery are always attractive, Autumn.â
—
âW-well, there were some circumstancesâŠâ
âWhat kind of circumstances?â
Autumnâs eyes rolled about, nervously gauging his reaction.
Then she straightened her back and turned her gaze firmly forward.
âWell⊠IâŠâ
Unable to form a proper response, Autumn merely mumbled inside her mouth and finally shut her eyes tight.
âDonât ask anymore⊠It makes you seem inconsiderate.â
The silence that followed her hasty reply felt like a disaster.
âWhy did I phrase it like that?â
The only thing between them now was Autumnâs shallow breathing echoing softly.
âI didnât think it needed explanation. There are things with⊠complicated reasons.â
âI seeâŠâ
Randel remained silent, only shaking his head as Autumn avoided his gaze.
âIf you try to know everything, you’ll get hurt.â
Though she kept talking, Autumn was secretly sweating from nerves.
âLetâs bury the past between just the two of us.â
Answering with a calm firmness, Autumn leaned back and let her body rest where she was.
âI hope that sounded natural.â
Soon, as the sweat dried, she felt a cool breeze at her back and curled up slightly.
But her heart felt strange.
Tears welled up for no clear reason, her eyes stung, and she felt as if her heart had been scraped with thorns.
âWhy am I like this?â
A tear rolled down her cheek, and Autumn quickly wiped her face.
Then, unexpectedly, Randelâs firm voice reached her ears.
ââŠThen Iâll ask again later.â
He lay beside her, looking up at the darkening sky.
âHeâs no gentleman.â
Autumn smirked, remembering Rosalineâs words and his stubbornness.
Randel took off his jacket and draped it over her. Autumn didnât bother refusing.
She had felt it before â this man had a relentless curiosity for things he wanted to know.
As if there had to be an answer.
As if she had no choice but to respond.
âThen⊠let me ask you instead.â
Suddenly, Autumn looked over and questioned him.
âWhy did you propose to me?â
Though it felt like she was intruding into Rosalineâs private life in the capital, she couldn’t help but ask â she was too curious.
ââŠBecause I felt sorry.â
Huh?
Randel didnât turn to look at her as he replied, arms crossed while still staring at the sky.
âYou were someone who could shine brighter⊠but instead, you were sold off likeâŠâ
Ah â he realized he misspoke.
She had just been curious.
It was a lighthearted question meant to ease the tension.
But his sincere answer threw her off, and she turned to look at him blankly.
ââŠHeâs always like this.â
This man always reacts to Rosaline Kissâs name.
Autumn tried to recall why such a cold man had fallen for Rosaline.
âIf I look back, you constantly threw yourself into rumors and gossip.â
Her beauty? Elegant speech?
Those were the answers Autumn had expected â and they never came.
âIt was like⊠you intended to be seen that way from the start.â
His sharp, unfiltered words were uncharacteristically raw.
âEveryone says you went after the marquisâ fortune. But I couldnât accept that.â
Randel finally turned his head, meeting her gaze.
They were close, yet far.
His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
Then came the final blow.
âThe you I knew wasnât that kind of person.â
At that moment, Autumn realized it.
He truly liked her sister. No â it was more like admiration.
âIf someone were to like me⊠would they ever look at me the way he just did?â
Autumn also realized something else.
Randel was a wonderful man.
He was bright.
If she were to keep receiving his gaze like that, she wasnât confident she wouldnât fall for him.
âBut so what? Iâm only here as a stand-in for my sister.â
Annoying and reluctant as it was, there probably wasnât another man like him in the whole Blue Tim Empire.
He reminded her of how she had once admired actor Huddy Oslo and the theater he performed in.
Autumn fidgeted with her fingers.
âIf he went so far as to propose, maybe he⊠more than admired herâŠ? Ugh. Why does that disappoint me?â
Without realizing it, she exposed her jealousy toward him.
âHe didnât seem like the type to be so shallow.â
Oops. She covered her mouth with both hands.
âWas that meant for me?â
He looked at her, dumbfounded, and she suddenly got angry at his reaction.
Autumn sat up and jabbed a finger toward him, raising her voice.
âHey! You didnât even talk to her, but you went and sent a proposal?â
âI wasnât being shallow. At least, not when I sent that proposal.â
He slowly sat up and answered calmly.
âI just wanted to. Sincerely.â
It was a direct and honest reply.
Even though the proposal hadnât been to her, her heart pounded and she couldnât dismiss it lightly.
âŠHow should she look at him now?
Before Autumn could process her flustered feelings, his confession continued.
âIs it wrong to do something without a reason?â
âUhâŠâ
His tone was calm, with no hesitation.
âI just didnât know what else to do.â
He tossed a small stone.
Plunk. Roll…
It rolled downhill, as if it had tapped her emotions too.
âWhat am I supposed to do?â
As she stared blankly at the stone, his low voice reached her ears once again.
âThis, too, is sincere. But⊠will you still not believe me?â
…
rolled downhill, as if it had tapped her emotions too.
âWhat am I supposed to do?â
As she stared blankly at the stone, his low voice reached her ears once again.
âThis, too, is sincere. But⊠will you still not believe me?â