âI asked them again and again but received the same answer.â
âHa.â
When it came to Rubica, nothing was easy. What was he supposed to do now? The only thing he could do was to sigh while events he couldnât control kept happening.
What if Rubica found Arman before he did?
The light that appeared on her face as she talked about Arman was something Edgar would never be able to conjure. The little bird he loved and cherished would then fly away. He was trying his best to be kind like Arman, but she just kept asking if he had eaten something wrong.
Edgar anxiously tapped the table with his fingers, and Carl flinched at seeing that.
âUm, Your Grace...â
âWhat?â
âIsnât Arman in your name as well?â
Edgar glared at him with enough strength that could kill a man.
âYes, that annoying name is in my long, long name. My name is practically a dictionary of all kinds of ranks and my ancestorsâ names.â
The royals in the Kingdom of Seritos had a short last name: Seritos.
However, the names of its nobles were extremely long as they had their familiesâ history. Very few could memorize Edgarâs long name, and even a few Duke Claymores had failed to memorize their own names. Of course, Edgar wasnât one of them.
âItâs just, um.â
âIf you have something to say, say it.â
Edgar would have no patience with anything that had to do with Arman, so he yelled forcing Carl to say what he had been thinking.
âThat Arman Her Grace talked about, isnât he a lot like you, except that he is blind?â
âWhat?â
âYou just tapped the table out of habit. When I first heard about it, I even wondered if she described you because she didnât want to talk about Arman. Havenât you felt that?â
Edgar hadnât had the luxury of thinking about such things. When Rubica talked about Arman, he just got really, really irritated to know she remembered every little detail about him.
What kind of woman remembered even little habits of a man who wasnât her husband? Edgar had never cared about othersâ habits, except for Rubicaâs.
âYes, apart from the fact that heâs blind, his taste, his preference, theyâre all so similar to yours. Havenât you noticed?â
â...â
Edgar didnât say anything. Then, he started to recall what Rubica had said about Arman, and his eyes started to get bigger. Carl was right. Arman and he had too many things in common.
Maybe the colors of Armanâs eyes and hair, which Rubica didnât want to tell him, were the same as his.
âHe is really similar to me.â
âYes, Your Grace.â
Carl could now see hope.
Maybe, maybe...
âThen youâre saying she might like me just as she liked him?â
However, what Edgar said wasnât what Carl had intended at all.
Sadly, the greatest genius in the kingdom was a fool when it came to Rubica.
âYour Grace! Thatâs not what matters now!â
Carl couldnât take it anymore and yelled, but Edgar only yelled back.
âThen what can be more important than that?â
Carl hit his chest. Oh, his master was a fool, a fool in love.
âThereâs a huge possibility that Arman is actually you.â
âWhat?â
If Edgar had felt like someone was piercing his forehead with an awl, now he felt like someone had just struck him with a huge nailed club. He simply couldnât understand what Carl was saying.
âThat canât be possible. Donât you remember how she reacted when we met for the first time? She couldnât even recognize me and even tried to run away to not marry me.â
âYes, yes, but do you remember why you asked her hand in marriage? Her name was written on the note that replaced your ring. This has been mysterious and strange since the very beginning. We cannot understand it with our common sense.â
âThatâs, thatâs...â
Too many possibilities came up at once, and Edgar couldnât say anything.
âMaybe, just maybe it is possible that you met her out of coincidence in the distant future, fall in love with her, and send her back to this time with the ring when she falls in danger... do you remember the day you first met her? It was the day it happened.â
Moreover, she had been 22 years old then just like him. Edgar moaned at the sudden discovery.
âBut it makes no sense.â
âEverything about that ring cannot be explained with normal logic.â
âShe, she doesnât seem to know anything about it. Plus, she has no ring.â
âMaybe it disappeared after being used once.â
Edgar couldnât breathe with his heart pounding.
The sad expression she made every time she thought of Arman. She truly loved him.
Oh, Edgar had been so jealous. He was sure that he would have loved her so much that she wouldnât even dream of seeing another man if only he met her sooner.
However, their relationship didnât happen as he wanted, and she was already in love by the time he got to know her.
Oh, if he was Arman, he would die in happiness.
âBut no. I am Arman? Thatâs just impossible.â
âYour Grace, please think about it. I think it is very likely.â
âCarl! Do you think Iâm an idiot who canât even confess my love to the woman I admire?â
Carl didnât say anything to that for a moment. He wondered if he was supposed to say what his master wanted to hear or tell him the truth, even if it would get him hurt.
He remembered what happened about Rubicaâs breakfast only a day ago and decided to confess the truth, putting aside his most important virtue of âprotecting the duke no matter whatâ.
âBut you are not confessing your love to her even now.â
âShut up! Itâs only because sheâs in love with someone else!â
Edgar turned red, and Carl opened his mouth and then closed it again. It was really hard to keep pace with the duke when it came to Rubica.
âIâm not a fool who would confess my love without much thinking.â
âYes, but you are a fool for a different reason.â
âLet us say she likes me and shows it. Do you think I wouldnât do anything even then?â
âWell, um, of course not.â
Edgar had always been impatient, so it was rather strange that he was being patient with Rubica and making plans.
âActually, that is why I donât know if you would hold it or not when she shows that she likes you... your reactions when it comes to her are just too unpredictable.â
âRubica isnât the type of person who can hide her feelings. She is kind-hearted and nice, but she will say what she has to say.â
âYes, that is an undeniable truth.â
âIf I had been Arman, I would have definitely confessed my love. I wouldnât be content with giving her some flowers. Thereâs no way that Arman is me. Iâm not that stupid.â
âOkay. I was wrong about it.â
Carl thought Edgar was assessing Arman a little too harshly since he wasnât that bad and stupid. Even in Edgarâs description, the man was good.
âBut he is his rival in love.â
Edgar had always been cold in everything, and Carl hadnât known he would change so much.
âBut Your Grace, then why was the note with Her Graceâs name in that box?â
Edgar went silent for a long time. Then, he moaned.
âDo you remember what that sly old man told me with a smile?â
âOh, you mean the king?â
âYes.â
-Edgar! What are you going to do when you fall in love in the future?
At that time, Edgar had wished to wash his ears. He wanted to yell to the king that he was too old to have his eyes sparkle when talking about love. However, the king had always been interested in othersâ love.
His hobby was to go to balls and gather rumors about who was dating who.
Edgar was sick of that and, if the king hadnât been a good ruler, he would have parted ways with him years ago.
âBack then, I told him to get rid of that nonsense, but now I think maybe I should consider that possibility.â
He used to believe he would never fall in love, but now, here he was full of passion. It was hard to believe, but it was the truth. Maybe the future Edgar had really used the ring for Rubica. But why? She did not seem to know him when they first met, and it wasnât like she was capable of acting.
âThere was...â
Nothing strange. It was just impossible to find something wrong. Sadly, it was hard for Edgar to be rational and objective about Rubica.
âCarl, search the Berner Mansion for the ring, just in case.â
Berner Mansion, where Rubica had lived before marriage, was now empty. Carl had made sure Mr. and Mrs. Berner didnât get to take even a pillow with them when they left.
âOkay. But Your Grace, how about asking her yourself?â
âI should ask her?â
âI think it would be the best way.â
Edgar didnât answer. He reclined on his chair and closed his eyes while Carl waited quietly for him to make up his mind.
What Carl was saying made sense. However, Edgar was afraid. Revealing the nymphâs curse was just too risky. He just managed to shake her heart only a little. However, how would she react at finding out he was under a curse and couldnât walk during the day?
What if she looked at him as if he was a hideous monster?
Imagining that almost shattered his heart. He couldnât confess the truth yet as he wasnât sure whether she would stay with him.