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For a while after that, life was very noisy.
The Duke’s family was frequently questioned about the palace disturbances, and Ojo-sama was invited to tea parties more frequently than ever before.
Perhaps they admire Ojo-sama’s tenacity in the face of false accusations and want to get to know her.
To make matters worse, Prince Milius began to pay frequent visits to the duke’s residence.
Every time he visits, he brings flowers, letters, and gifts to Ojo-sama. I was surprised by the change because he despised Ojo-sama so much.
I’m grateful to him for resolving the issue…I’m certain he’s the perfect match for Ojo-sama.
I’m still not convinced about his previous verbal abuse of Ojo-sama and the water splashing, and I’ve always kept a close eye on him to make sure he doesn’t get any closer to Ojo-sama than necessary.
I couldn’t deny that I was envious of him.
When I brought a letter from a friend to Ojo-sama’s room one day, she ran toward me, smiling happily. My cheeks relaxed from the cute gesture.
“Listen, I think I was able to obtain my father’s approval for our marriage!”
I couldn’t say anything because I was so taken aback.
Obviously, I hadn’t forgotten. But I had been so busy with my daily routine that I had missed the chance to talk about it again.
Ojo-sama smiles and reports that The Master is considering it favorably, but I abruptly stop her to force her to reconsider.
Even so, Ojo-sama, who had repeatedly assured me that everything would be fine, suddenly said with a sad expression.
“Am I bothering you?”
“Did I overdo it? I assumed Sylas would be pleased with me.”
Ojo-sama mournfully turns her head.
Then the corners of her mouth twist and she forcesfully smiles.
My heart throbbed at the sight of her expression.
What was I so concerned about?!
being powerless and unsuitable for Ojo-sama in comparison to Prince Milius?
In fact, I was running away because I was afraid of disappointing Ojo-sama one day.
Despite the fact that Ojo-sama has been looking at me.
As if to shake off my doubts, I pulled Ojo-sama’s hand and hugged her. Ojo-sama looked surprised, but I was prepared and said.
“Ojo-sama, will you marry me?!”
I could hear Ojo-sama exhale. Then she immediately responded in a cheerful tone.
“Yes! Of course! With pleasure!”
She had a carefree smile on her face and was overjoyed. It’s a cloudless smile that makes me feel stupid for not responding sooner.
Ojo-sama said to me, “I will surely make you happy.”
Suddenly, a strange sensation spreads through my head all of a sudden. I imagined a clear image as if I’d seen it before, despite the fact that I’d never seen one before.
Ojo-sama, who is heartbroken, and the people around her, who are as cold as ice when they look at her.
I desperately reach out to Ojo-sama, who has been apprehended by soldiers and taken to prison.
As she entered the pitch-dark, cold space, the memory that had been floating around in my head was abruptly cut off.
What in the world makes me think of such a scene?
Was Ojo-sama’s suspicion of an assassination attempt so vivid in my mind that it created a false memory?
“Sylas? What’s the problem?”
I was distracted when Ojo-sama inquired in wonder.
The person in front of me, unlike Ojo-sama in that scene that came to mind, was completely unshaded.
“It’s nothing. I’m just too happy.
“Well, I’m very happy, too.”
Ojo-sama took my hand in hers and smiled brightly.
My heart sank when I saw Ojo-sama’s smile.
“I don’t want to lose you again.”
For some reason, the words came to mind.
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