With Baharf’s voice, the closed parlor door opened.

‘A visitor? I didn’t hear that anybody was coming right now…?’

Stunned, Azela regarded in direction of the door, however Zagnac didn’t. His gaze was nonetheless on the shocked Azela as if he had anticipated this to occur.

“….!”

It was Princess Livia who was standing in entrance of the wide-open door of the parlor.

There was silence.

Getting into the parlor, Livia widened her eyes in shock at seeing Zagnac and Azela however calmly calmed her feelings. However, in contrast to her, the startled Azela pushed his chest, however Zagnac didn’t transfer.

“Are you right here, Princess?”

“I questioned when you have been busy since you didn’t even come to greet me prematurely, it seems you’re doing this in a spot like this.”

“Sure. As you may see, I’m busy.”

Judging by the way in which he calmly greeted Livia, Zagnac will need to have identified that she would come to his place.

Azela frowned.

Ultimately, it was clear that studying a e book was an excuse, and he truly needed to point out Livia this sight.

“…You aren’t turning round and working away right now.”

Elevating his higher physique, Zagnac smiled.

It was a sort voice although Azela regarded frightened on the voice filled with ridicule. Nonetheless, Livia was unconcerned. As an alternative of stepping again, she took a step ahead and turned her consideration to Azela, who was nonetheless sitting on the sofa.

“I’m sorry, however I’ve one thing to say to Duke Gerial, so are you able to please step apart for a second?”

Livia’s courteous tone lifted her from her messy place. Turning her gaze barely to Zagnac, he nodded his head with a glance in his eyes telling her to not fear. As she raised her physique, Azela gave a well mannered bow to the Princess and quietly exited the parlor.

After she stepped out and the door closed, solely Zagnac and Livia have been left within the quiet parlor.

“What sort of speak do you’ll want to ship out my escort knight?”

She didn’t react to Zagnac’s grin.

As she walked near him, she raised her hand and positioned her hand on Zagnac’s chest earlier than pushed him exhausting. With a thud, Zagnac sat down on the couch relatively violently. Livia’s expression when she noticed that didn’t comprise any emotion.

“You appear to be you’re going to kill me, Princess.”

“Duke Ferial.”

Shifting nearer to Zagnac, who ended up on the couch, she referred to as out to him as soon as and raised her trembling hand. Then, she started to slowly unbutton the buttons of her gown that have been fixed round her neck.

The parlor was quiet, and solely the sound of Livia unbuttoning her gown echoed. Zagnac didn’t cease her from doing so. He didn’t even ask what she was doing as he simply sat on the couch and watched her.

“I actually need you.”

As she unbuttoned the entire buttons and loosened the straps, the limp gown tumbled at her toes. Bare immediately, Livia raised her hand to cowl her chest and glanced down at Zagnac with a reddened face.

The smirk was gone from his face. He simply regarded up at Livia with a stern face, devoid of any emotion.

“The one factor that may save me from these scars is you, Duke Ferial.”

Her entire physique was lined with wounds. There have been bruises all over the place, and a few have been so giant that simply taking a look at them was repulsive. She had extra scars than the knights on the battlefield or the scoundrels who loved combating on the streets, each in her physique and in her thoughts.

“So.”

Livia lifted her trembling hand earlier than she caressed Zagnac’s cheek, who regarded up at her, and leaned over to the touch the couch he was sitting on. At the moment, maybe due to this case, she even sprayed fragrance, however the scent of an grownup didn’t swimsuit her in any respect.

“Take me, Duke Ferial.”

Saying so, she closed her eyes and leaned over to Zagnac.

They mentioned that the seduction of a lady was exhausting for males to refuse. It was only a beastly intuition. Whereas she knew all of it, it was the final string she might maintain onto.

‘…That is sufficient.’

Livia slowly lowered her higher physique and made a promise inside her. If she obtained married anyway, she must do the primary evening with him, so it didn’t matter whether or not it was earlier than or after.

She heard the creaking of the couch as Zagnac moved his physique. Livia tried to assuage herself as she was about to burst into tears. Nonetheless, even together with her eyes closed, nothing else occurred. It didn’t really feel like he kissed her on the lips, nor did she really feel like he had put his hand on her bare physique.

“….”

Livia opened her blurry eyes. She couldn’t see Zagnac, who needs to be sitting in entrance of her. Protecting her chest in embarrassment, she turned her head to see that he was taking off his outer garment.

‘That’s proper, to try this, Duke Ferial has to take off his garments as effectively.’

Startled, she turned her head away rapidly. It was the primary time she had ever seen a person undress, however that was her misunderstanding.

Zagnac took off his coat and left the jacket hanging over Livia’s shoulder.

“…Duke Ferial?”

She referred to as out to him in a trembling voice.

The coat was too large for Livia to put on. He raised his clunky hand and buttoned it slowly in order that her scars weren’t seen. It was a slipshod contact although he buttoned the coat, which he had placed on her, proper as much as the tip.

Within the meantime, Zagnac mentioned nothing.

“Are you saying you don’t like me even when I do that?”

Tears finally fell from Livia’s eyes as she noticed Zagnac’s hand buttoning the final button. She had put down each her delight as a lady and her delight as a princess and took off all the pieces in entrance of him… nonetheless, the reply that she obtained was this.

“Your Highness will certainly discover somebody who will heal your wounds.”

It was an outright refusal. Livia’s face was purple with disgrace. Although she mentioned it should be him, he stored on speaking about another person.

She clenched her fists tightly.

“I’m not ready for somebody to heal my wounds.”

“….”

“I don’t wish to be harm anymore, so I’m on the lookout for somebody who would be the key. Duke Ferial, you’re the key to opening my closed door…. the opposite keys don’t match. I confirmed you my scars—”

Livia paused as she spoke and bit her decrease lip exhausting. There was a bloody style in her mouth.

“…I confirmed you my scars, to not ask you to take care of me, however as a result of I would like you to see them and really feel sympathy for me.”

Really feel sympathy and be compelled to decide on her… that was her intention.

Tears continued to circulation as she spoke her emotions out of her mouth. It was an odd feeling… sympathy in direction of herself, guilt in direction of herself, and obsession together with her life needed to go this far. Varied feelings surged like waves and wrapped round Livia.

“I’m sorry, Princess.”

“….”

“I don’t really feel the slightest pity for you.”

Livia lowered her eyes at Zagnac’s phrases. It felt like her coronary heart was pounding. Wouldn’t it really feel like this if she fell off the sting of a cliff?

She felt like she was dying.

“Not solely that. I’ve by no means felt every other emotion in my life.”

“…You by no means felt feelings?”

“So, asking me to really feel that method…”

“You’re mendacity.”

She sternly reduce off Zagnac.

“Liar.”

“I’m not mendacity. I don’t care about human feelings…”

“You’re feeling the sensation of affection for Miss Vellista.”

Her phrases made him dumbfounded. Livia, who didn’t take a look at Zagnac’s expression, set free a tear-soaked voice.

“You felt anger when the Crown Prince tried to do dangerous issues to Miss Vellista. Duke Ferial, don’t you know the way I really feel while you take a look at her? I really feel bitter as a result of you’re looking at Miss Vellista with a gaze that’s a lot sweeter than a candy cake.”

“….!”

“Even when she was grieving because the Countess, you need to have felt sympathy for her… in contrast to me!”