RotFK Ch . 62 This Is Who I Am (2)
Elena could not understand why he was upset . Carlisle's voice rose as he spoke .
“Didn't you promise you would stay by my side as much as possible?”
“Yes . With the condition 'if possible . '”
“If you wanted to keep your promise, you should have come to me the moment you sensed danger . ”
“I couldn't do that . The bridge was going to collapse when all the explosives were fitted . Then the people on the bridge and Your Highness would've–!”
Carlisle cut her off .
“What if you got hurt?”
Elena stiffened . He was right that the situation was dangerous . But Elena was confident she could stop them . She had frequently risked her life in the past, and this life would be no different, from the moment she promised to protect him . But all Carlisle pointed out were the dangers .
“You're smart enough to threaten me by asking me to give up on my contract marriage . ”
“If you got hurt, you don't understand how angry I would be . ”
Elena paused . She hadn't thought that far, but to be fair, she hadn't much time to think about it when she was busy saving Carlisle .
“…I understand what you're saying . But if I didn't stop them, your life might have been in danger . Shouldn't gratitude come first in a situation like this?”
“There's a chance I may die, but just because a bridge collapses it doesn't mean it's a guarantee . ”
Something bitter surged in her chest . She never imagined he would be so upset that he wouldn't even offer a simple word of gratitude . She would never make such a remark against someone who saved her life, no matter how worried she was .
“Yes, even if you survived, the countless people on the bridge–”
“You should think of me before you care about the countless people on the bridge . ”
“I told you, if you get hurt, I could lose my mind…”
His gaze turned heavy and burned bright as daylight in the darkness . His intense stare was fixed exactly on Elena .
“Have you thought about what I would do with them if you were injured? I could rip off their limbs so they looked dead, but were still alive . ”
Elena was momentarily speechless .
He was serious . His calm voice uttered cruel words without hesitation .
“Then if you die…what do you think I'll do then?”
If injury alone could drive him to this terrible state, and she couldn't imagine what he would do beyond that . Carlisle continued in a lower voice .
“…The Ruford Empire may have to prevent me from becoming emperor . ”
Why? What on earth was he going to do?
Elena could not keep up with how Carlisle so easily brought up these gruesome stories . She knew he worried about her, but this was beyond rational . It may have been Elena's fault that she went away from his side without a proper explanation, but the contract had already allowed her to act as knight . Now Elena's mission was to change her terrible future . The life of the family was on her shoulders . No matter how much Carlisle hated it, she would defend him and make him emperor .
Elena replied in a calm voice .
“Caril…I want to be empress, and that is why I entered a contract marriage with you . But that doesn't mean I'm a doll waiting for you inside a glittering palace . ”
She called his by his pet name to soothe the atmosphere and convince him to allow her to keep her contract term as much as possible . Whether her heart was conveyed or not, Carlisle's fiery eyes seemed to softened a little .
“There are some things I understand about Caril, and some things I don't . ”
But the point was…
“…This is who I am . ”
Elena was not just a pretty noblewoman in a beautiful dress . She was also a knight clad in armor who wielded a sword .
“I will wear this armor, whether you want me to or not . ”
Suddenly, there was a loud popping sound coming from the direction of the festival . Perhaps the end of the festival was approaching .
A breeze stirred and scattered red petals in the air, which began to dance like snowflakes around Elena as she stood in her black armor . The petals were the same color as her vivid crimson eyes shining from beneath her helmet . The hard armor and red petals were a contradiction yet harmonious at the same time .
A beautiful lady by day, and a cold swordswoman by night .
“…Don't try to change me . ”
Carlisle did not respond . He only gave her a complicated stare, but there was no longer any anger in his eyes .
The two simply gazed at each other in silence . The murmur of the river flowing in the distance was strangely not uncomfortable . If the two people had kept parts of themselves hidden from each other thus far, it was at this moment their layers had exposed themselves a little .
Carlisle's hand was still holding Elena's arm, and he suddenly pulled her body to himself . She momentarily lost her balance from the force of it . Carlisle embraced Elena's head with his other hand . Her eyes opened wide underneath the helmet while he whispered thickly in her ears .
“Don't get hurt . ”
“…I'm not hurt . “
Carlisle seemed to have forgotten that Elena was never injured in the battle . Instead of a proper embrace, he cradled her head against his chest . She couldn't feel his touch because of her armor, but she wanted to pull out of this awkward and uncomfortable situation . When Elena tried to return to her original position, Carlisle tightened his grip .
“Caril…”
“You are a very dangerous woman . You make me selfish . ”
She wanted to ask what he meant . Carlisle's voice returned with more resolution .
“…You won't have to change, so please stay like this for a little longer . ”
“Eugh–why is the weather like this?”
Helen disembarked from her luxurious carriage and gathered her shawl about her shoulders . The coachman stepped from his seat and gave a steep bow that was enough to break one's back .
“My Lady, this is the weather of the capital . ”
“I'll get a cold before I attend the royal ball . ”
Sophie tailed behind the grumbling Helen . Sophie had been re-employed by the Selby family and was compensated generously . She was quick to try to impress Helen more than anyone else .
“Lady Helen, please go inside . It will be terrible if you were to catch a cold!”
“Yes . All of you, take my luggage . By God, I hope the cold won't spoil my beautiful dresses . ”
Another maid appeared at Helen's instructions . She was Tilda, the one who had destroyed Elena's dress and fled .
“Y-yes! Yes, My Lady . ”
Tilda hastened to moved the luggage with a panicked expression on her face . Helen headed for the mansion at a leisurely pace as the servants were in a commotion about her . She walked across the garden from where the carriage stood, glancing around and muttering uncomfortably .
“That old man…get me a nice mansion . ”
It was an imposing mansion with a large garden, unlike the simple Blaise residence . But even that could not compare to Helen's castle .
Helen saw the butler run towards her, having belatedly received the news that she arrived at the mansion . They had fallen far behind schedule because of the long journey, and the butler hadn't been given proper notice .
“Oh dear, My Lady, you have arrived?”
“Yes . Your reception is rushed . ”
“M-my apologies . ”
The butler dropped his head and Helen sneered at him .
“I've dispatched a man, but I haven't heard from him . Find out what's wrong . ”
“Yes, My Lady!”
“And send someone to see if the Empress can receive an audience . ”
“Yes, right away . ”
Helen glided past the butler .
“Don't just talk about it . Hurry up . ”
“Y-yes!”
The butler hurried away to carry out the tasks she ordered . Soon the urgent sound of footsteps faded away, and Helen serenely entered the mansion . Now that the ball was close, there was a lot of work to be done . Fortunately, Tilda tore Elena's ball gown, leaving Elena unlikely to attend . However, this alone did not quell her anger .
'Lady Blaise, some fun things are about to happen . '
Helen's smile glittered as she remembered Elena at the tea party .
Chapter end
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