Before the main course arrived, Evan took out a bottle of wine he had brought. Riettâs gaze landed on the label attached to the wine bottle.
âItâs a wine made from grapes that donât grow in Truto. Where did you get it?â
âIt was a gift.â
Evan replied curtly. Riettâs brow furrowed. The fact that it was a gift bothered her.
âIs it weird to ask who⦠gave it to him?â
Evan smiled skillfully as he uncorked the bottle.
âIt was given to me by His Majesty. He said it was a token of appreciation for the hard work in Parman.â
ââ¦Who asked?â
Evan chuckled softly.
âI thought you were curious.â
Riett wanted to retort with âWhen did I ask!â but instead, she chose to examine her expression.
âDid my curiosity showâ¦?â
He was so perceptive that he might have noticed her true feelings.
âCompared to what weâve been through, this wine alone is far from enough⦠but if Iâm drinking it with you, it wonât be bad.â
He always said things like this. Embarrassing words that he spoke without a hint of change in his facial expression.
More importantly, with Evan mentioning His Majesty, a certain person naturally came to Riettâs mind.
The second princess, with whom Evan had a one-sided pursuit⦠Nevertheless, Riett was secretly curious. How did Evan reject her? Did she completely give up on him?
Riett cleared her throat lightly, preparing to speak in her usual tone. And then she casually asked,
âEvan⦠What happened with the second princess?â
Evan poured the wine into the glass. The liquid, tinged with a reddish hue, quickly filled the transparent glass.
âNothing happened. There was nothing to begin with.â
Evanâs firm answer brought a sense of peace and tranquility to Riettâs heart.
By this point, she had to admit what the old man had said.
âIâve been perceiving Evan as someone of the opposite sex.â
Maybe⦠she likes⦠No, itâs too hasty to come to that conclusion.
Riett made various expressions as if she were going back and forth between a cold bath and a hot bath.
âBut why did you ask about that?â
At Evanâs question, Riett let out an awkward laugh.
âHaha⦠Well, I just heard bits and pieces about you from people around.â
That was the truth. Evanâs story could be heard everywhere they went.
âOn the other hand, I thought you were curious about me and asked.â
Evan offered a light smile as he extended the wine glass.
Caught off guard, Riett momentarily forgot that she should accept the glass and stared blankly.
Should she accept it? Riett hesitated, but finally said, âUh⦠Thank you,â and took the glass. Thatâs when their fingers brushed.
âAhâ¦!â
Startled, Riett pulled her hand away as if she had touched something hot. As a result, the wine glass slipped from her hand and fell downwards.
Crash!
The wine glass shattered against the table, and the red liquid splattered in all directions. Unfortunately, the direction the liquid splattered was Evanâs shirt. His white shirt quickly became stained with red.
Riett hurriedly stood up from her seat and grabbed a nearby napkin, frantically trying to blot Evanâs shirt.
âS-Sorry! I was lost in thought for a moment.â
Riett apologized with embarrassment as she dabbed at Evanâs shirt. But suddenly, her wrist was caught.
âItâs alright.â
With a low voice, Riett slowly lifted her head to look at Evan, wondering if he was angry. Evan was looking at her, his gaze fixed, and Riett felt his eyes burning.
It was the first time she experienced such a description that would fit perfectly in a third-rate romance novel. She stared at Evan with her mouth slightly agape, but he averted his gaze before she did.
Riett noticed a blush on the back of Evanâs neck.
Phew. Evan let out a deep breath. The strange atmosphere made Riett feel stifled in her chest.
Finally, Riett was the first to speak.
âYou canât have a meal like this. Should I lend you a shirt?â
It should be fine to borrow a shirt from one of the male servants.
âIt might not be as good in quality as Evanâs shirt, butâ¦â
Still, it would be better than wearing a shirt stained with wine.
Evan seemed to have the same thought, as he wiped his neck and replied,
âThat would be good.â
* * *
Riett handed the borrowed shirt from a male servant to Evan.
âChange and come out.â
After pushing Evan into her room and closing the door, Riett leaned against it. When she closed her eyes, she felt her heartbeat more intensely in her ears.
âThis is strangeâ¦â
Both she and Evan were acting strange. It felt awkward, subtle, and a hot air seemed to be flowing between them.
Was Evan feeling the same way as her? Judging from the expression she saw earlier, he didnât seem so different from her.
Riett felt the air was stifling.
Stepping away from the door, Riett walked to the hallway window and opened it. The cool night breeze brushed against her hot cheeks.
Thanks to the breeze, her slightly clouded mind became clearer, and Riett thought of Mishan.
âI wonder if Mishan is having luck finding Avlamâ¦â
It wouldnât be easy.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew. Riett instinctively closed her eyes for a moment. The wind quickly subsided.
Could a storm be coming? Riett looked up at the sky.
Although the night sky was undoubtedly dark, the shimmering stars reassured her that it wasnât a cloudy day.
âWhy such a sudden gust of wind?â
Riett thought the weather was strange and closed the window. As she turned around to look at the door, she heard a sharp, scraping sound.
Creak!
Riett froze at the sight before her. Evan was picking up the fallen dagger from the ground. He had nothing on his upper body, with a towel draped around his neck.
Riettâs gaze met Evanâs.
ââ¦â
ââ¦â
Evan looked at Riett as he stood up with the dagger in his hand.
âWhy did you come in all of a sudden?â
âI heard a loud noise from inside.â
Riett awkwardly raised her hand to the doorknob as she replied. Evan loosely gripped the dagger he had picked up.
âSorry, I saw the dagger I gave you and wanted to touch it, but I dropped it.â
Riettâs gaze shifted towards the dagger.
It was originally Evanâs dagger, but he had found a similar one after the dance party ended and gave it to her as a gift.
It had served her well for a long time. It was a well-crafted dagger, not too heavy despite its considerable length.
Evan lightly swung the dagger he held in his hand. His movements were skillful.
âItâs been a while, and itâs nice to see it again. The dagger I had broke.â
Riettâs eyes widened.
âWhat? How did that happen?â
âI was sparring and couldnât win, so it broke.â
It was a pity. Evanâs dagger had broken. Despite feeling regret, Riett once again felt how extraordinary Evanâs skill with a dagger was. The dagger broke from a clash of blades.
Riett recalled Evanâs skill with a sword in the snowfield. The beautiful blue aura emitted foreboding energy.
That power was enough to shatter the protective barrier that surrounded the cave in an instant.
As Riett thought about the formidable power, she suddenly became curious.
Would the power of the spirits she possesses be enough to match Evanâs skill with a sword?
Just as Riettâs gaze sharpened, Evan approached and covered her forehead with his large palm.
Her vision was plunged into the darkness beneath his hand.
âI donât want it today.â
Evan spoke in a much softer voice.
Riett couldnât understand Evanâs words and wandered into the darkness as she asked,
âDonât want whatâ¦?â
Soon, a low sigh reached her ears.
âYou still see me as a competitor.â
Evan slowly lowered his hand. Along with the view inside the room, she could see his furrowed brow.
âRiett.â
His low voice tickled her ears.
Feeling awkward, she lowered her gaze, but there was a broad chest in front of her that was openly exposed, leaving her with nowhere else to look.
âAm I still just a competitor to you?â
Evan approached closer. His well-toned abs were visible.
Riett knew that Evan trained in swordsmanship regularly, but seeing him up close was a new experience.
She couldnât help but think that he was indeed a man.
Due to this, her heartâs overload started once again.
âCome onâ¦â¦â
Evan gently grabbed Riettâs chin and met her gaze. His black eyes shimmered with earnestness, and Riett couldnât avoid answering.
âNo⦠I donât just see you as a competitor.â
Evanâs expression momentarily turned blank.
âReallyâ¦?â
His tone was cautious as he sought confirmation. Riett tightly closed her eyes.
âYesâ¦! If I only saw you as a competitor, why would my heart race like this, as if I had a heart disease!â
After confessing about the strange emotions she had experienced, Riett felt a sense of relief in her heart. Of course, she also felt embarrassed and ashamed of exposing a deep corner of her heart.
Having finished her answer, Riett waited for Evanâs reaction. However, Evan silently embraced her in an instant.
âYouâ¦!â
But the more she struggled, the tighter his arms wrapped around her.
âWell, I donât know.â
Riett stopped resisting and quietly nestled in Evanâs embrace. Even though she had given up, it felt quite strange to be held by Evan, who was not wearing a shirt.
Evanâs heartbeat, which seemed to be faster than her own, the heat that emanated from his skin, which felt hotter than her flushed cheeks⦠Even the faint, raspy sound of his breath brushing against her earâ¦
By the time she felt a dizzying sensation that seemed like vertigo, Evan let go and moved away.
In that moment of relief, Evan grabbed her wrist and led her toward the bed. The springs bounced softly.
Riett quickly sat up and looked at Evan. There was no leisure in his approaching expression.
âUm, Evan⦠This is still notâ¦â
Evan smiled softly.
âIâve been waiting for over 20 years, and itâs still not the time?â
Despite his smiling face, his eyes were filled with intense passion.
âPlease donât tell me to wait any longer.â