Chapter 15 - I Need You To Save Me (1/2)

Chapter 15 – I Need You To Save Me

Indeed it was a late realization – meaningless and in vain.

‘…My robe, where did my robe go!?’

Everything was plainly reflected on the window. In other words, Ashia had completely revealed herself in front of Kalligo from the moment he attacked her until now.

‘Oh!!! You idiot!!’

Ashia grabbed her head and screamed silently.

Kalligo, who had fallen asleep, barely woke up the next day, whether or not he knew about her agony.

Through the gaps from the small window, the sunlight poured mercilessly on Kalligo’s face, who subsequently raised his arm to cover his eyes, groaning.

Realizing that he wasn’t in his bedroom, he quickly got up. “Ugh.” His sudden movement made him dizzy, so he pressed on his head with his palms as he looked around the place.

Having never slept in someone else’s room or bed except when he was on the battlefield, this was an unexpected novelty.

An unfamiliar place but a familiar scent.

This place with a warm and cozy atmosphere reminded him of someone. Kalligo lay on his back, leaning his head against the headboard of the bed.

‘I had a seizure…’

Kalligo retraced what happened the other day.

They’d kept moving busily since arriving in the capital at dawn, then his carriage had been parked across Ashia’s store with a river in between.

I’d rather get a divorce. I want to open a small flower shop and live quietly.

Renna once said that, and he had promised to give her the freedom she wanted when the time came.

However, even though that time hadn’t arrived yet, she was already freely living her new life. She got the shop she wanted although it wasn’t a flower shop.

The fact that he wasn’t the one who granted her freedom, and that he had no place in her time, was somewhat bittersweet.

‘Haven’t you recovered enough to open the store?’

He arrived in front of her shop early in the morning to watch her open the door; he just checked to see if the store was open and planned to go back.

The store opened not long after. He thought she opened earlier than usual, but the person who came out was a burly man instead of Ashia.

‘Who is it?’

With furrowed eyebrows, Kalligo jumped down from the carriage and walked towards Ashia’s shop.

Meanwhile, Ashia appeared inside the store. He didn’t know what kind of conversation they were having, but the place quickly turned into a friendly atmosphere.

‘I didn’t hear that you were married or had a husband.’

With impatient footsteps, Kalligo strode over, grabbing the doorknob of her shop—

“Cough!”

Seizures were one of the side effects he experienced. After that, it seemed like he was dragged and moved somewhere, and that was her bedroom.

Then Kalligo, who was sifting through his memories, heard a muffled voice.

“This is my room, and that’s my bed.”

He turned his head to the direction of the voice. Standing near the entrance was Ashia with a basket beside her.

Of course, she was fully equipped with her large, thick robe.

“…”

“Did you sleep well?”

“Yes.”

Asha placed the basket full of bread and fruits on the table. “Would you like to have some bread or fruit after waking up? Unfortunately, I don’t have food of the same quality as what’s served in the grand duke’s residence.”

She pulled out a chair and sat down, grabbing a piece of bread and tearing off a corner to chew on.

Kalligo stared at her, then also got out of bed cautiously. “I will eat.”

“…”

He sat down opposite Ashia, but he didn’t eat and just continued staring at her.

“…You won’t eat?”

“I am curious about something.”

He thought that the time had come.

“…Please speak.” Ashia put down the bread. She had put on her trusty robe just in case, but she couldn’t shake the anxiety that he would see her face.

‘You saw my face, right? I wanted to ask you why you were pretending you didn’t…’

She just hoped that he didn’t remember anything he saw and heard during his seizure.

Kalligo’s face shone even brighter, unlike hers, as she couldn’t sleep at all last night due to all kinds of worries.

His messy hair, his ripped and tattered shirt, his red eyes that seemed droopy from sleep.

Even though his appearance was a little unkempt, it was very sensual. Ashia withdrew her gaze and clicked her tongue inwardly.

‘That’s right, he came here so let’s hear what he has to say.’

As Ashia calmed her pounding heart, she waited for his words. He blinked three or four times. “What did you do to me?”

‘Yes?’

She tilted her head at his unexpected question. “Yes?”

“I have never slept this peacefully, nor woke up feeling this refreshed. Ah… what else do I say?”

Ashia took another piece of bread and put it into her mouth as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“Did you give me the medicine? The potion you were going to make me?”

“No, I’m still unable to find the ingredients for it.”

“Then?”

“…I just put Your Highness’ aura to sleep as it was going out of control.”

Judging from what they had talked about thus far and the content of their conversation, his tone and expression, he didn’t look like a person who has seen Ashia’s face.

‘Is it because he was unconscious of his actions that he can’t remember?’

It was a rather good thing. She would be rather thankful if he really couldn’t recall anything.