It was too complicated to let go, but for now, everything was good.
Arnold wasnât the only one who exercised the âexploit if you canâ principle. Even Rishe, if she could establish an alliance with the Order, would pull out all stops to avert war.
âThatâs greatâ¦I think Myria-sama will be very pleased.â
At her words, Arnold bent his lips in a huff.
âIâm not a fan of children.â
Oh. If Oliver-sama hears you say that, heâs going to get angry.â
âWhy?â
âHe said itâs not a good idea to utter such comments in front of your future wifeâ¦â
Arnold laughed provocatively.
âHa.â
He grabbed Risheâs chin and tilted it up, making her look up.
âI donât think youâre ready for that.â
âHmm â¦!?â
The conversation spiraled to an unexpected turn, and she was so flustered she blurted curiously.
âWhat do you mean, âreadyâ?â
âThe point is, youâre talking about the heir, right? Schneider was addressing the children you and I are going to have.â
âH-Ehâ¦?â
The atmosphere of the place suddenly changed, and Risheâs mind went blank from the information.
Arnold laughed in amusement at Risheâs reaction.
âYou still donât get it, do you?â
âNo, what-, I knew that! Really, all of it perfectly!â
âHeh?â
She understood it. She just didnât register much of it as reality.
Arnoldâs eyes narrowed as he realized how upset Rishe was.
âFor all I knew, Iâd have a separate room for the detached palace.â
Is that what I overlooked?!
She was stupefied by the hard truth, but couldnât let it show on her face. As her vision spun in circles, Rishe desperately tried to argue.
âBut thatâs because, first of all, Your Highness promised me that you wouldnât lay a finger on meâ¦!â
âI recently withdrew that. Youâre aware of that.â
âUghâ¦â
Arnoldâs finger slowly traced the ring on her left ring finger.
W-W-What am I to doâ¦!
âIâve gone too far with my teasing.â
Arnold chuckled in front of the flustered Rishe.
âDonât worry about it.â
He stroked his head, ruffling Risheâs hair.
Then Arnold said, âEven if we get married, I would never lay a hand on you.â
ââ¦â¦Eh?â
His unexpected declaration stunned her.
She blinked repeatedly and looked up into Arnoldâs sea-blue eyes.
âIs that so?â
ââYes.â
It was a clear affirmation, and Rishe knew it.
Right. His Highness Arnold proposed to me for some reason.
Reminded of this once again, she exhaled slowly.
I am not supposed to play the role of a real wife.
She was relieved.
But at the same time, she felt some kind of strange ripple.
ââ¦?â
Rishee couldnât help but bow as she felt a throbbing pain in her left chest. Arnold probably didnât notice this and leaned back against the couch, letting out a small yawn.
Seeing how somewhat defenseless he looked, she decided to dismiss her own feelings for once.
âAre you sleepy?â
âYeah.â
His reply was a little gentler than usual.
I was allowed to rest, but His Highness must have been busy.
Even the night before last, Rishe let him sleep in the same bed as her. Arnold was very sensitive to peopleâs presence, so he probably didnât sleep well.
âWhy donât you get some rest until the festivities begin?â
ââ¦â
Arnold glanced at Rishe beside him.
âThatâs right.â
â!â
Then he lay down on the couch and put his head in Risheâs lap.
âEr, Your Highnessâ¦â
âLend me your lap for a moment⦠Iâm going to take a nap here.â
She choked up in surprise.
That really wasnât the issue. He was just too close, and Arnoldâs head on her thighs felt strange, but that in itself was strangely fine.
âIf you donât like it, feel free to leave.â
âNo, thatâs not what I meant, but I must inform Oliver-sama.â
âNo need. Have him stay in the hallway.â
âStand byâ¦â
âHeâs been defying my orders too much lately.â
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âIs that all you care about?â
âAnd one more thing. Iâm not sure Iâd be comfortable as a pillow.â
âWhy?â
âSomehowâ¦â
Remembering yesterday morning, she felt embarrassed and clammed up.
Arnold remembered the same thing, and looked up at Rishe.
He said, âI slept well the other night.â
ââ¦!â
Then he gently blinked at her.
âI didnât have any strange dreamsâ¦Itâs quite unusual.â
â⦠Your Highness â¦â
Now that he said it like that, she couldnât find a good argument.
If that were true, he should not take a nap here, but sleep in her bed for a short while. Of course, sleeping alone was best, but she couldnât bring myself to advise him.
Arnold asked again, looking up at the troubled Rishe.
What have you been dreaming about?
âHuh?â
âLate at night, when I was checking on you, you rubbed your cheek against my hand and smiled.â
âU-U-Huh?!â
Now that he asked, she immediately remembered her dream at that time.
Rishe always dreamed of the days she spent in her past lives. When she slept on the same bed with Arnold the other night, her dream was the first dream that wasnât since her life started on the loop.
It was a dream from this life, from when she met Arnold.
âHmm?â
â~~~~â
There was no way she could be honest, so Rishe squeezed her lips in silence.
âOh, itâs a secret.â
âI see. Iâm jealous.â
She placed her palm over Arnoldâs eyelids, sulking. Thanks to Arnoldâs long eyelashes, their tips tickled her hand.
âYou should get some sleep now.â
âAll right.â
It took about five minutes for her to hear Arnoldâs smooth breathing.
When she was sure that he was asleep, she slowly pulled her hand away.
She then gently touched Arnoldâs sleeping lips with her fingers.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â
Her left chest still hurt with a tingling sensation.