He did it because he suspected that the doll was talking. However, he didnât even think that the doll would move, so he almost screamed when he saw that the doll was hit by an arrow instead.
Somehow he managed to hold back the screams, but the shock did not go away easily. The scene he saw was unbelievable. Because the doll talked and moved.
âThe doll moved⦠How is that possible?â
It was completely unbelievable and out of common sense for the doll to move. No matter how much he thought about it, it was impossible. If he hadnât seen the scene that day, he would have dismissed it as nonsense and moved on.
However, he had already seen the bizarre thing with his own two eyes. So he had to figure out why.
âRobert, how do I get a doll to move?â
âA doll?â
âYes. To move and speak freely.â
Robert thought Constantine was crazy. Otherwise, there would be no way to ask him why he was asking that, given Duke Esireneâs personality. But he was his butler. He could not have thoughts like this be discovered.
âWell, Iâm not sure. Wouldnât it be possible if a skilled puppeteer handled it?â
âItâs not that.â
Constantine replied flatly. The only person there was Mikael Orlov. Then it must be that Mikael was a puppeteer, so he handled the doll, but to say that such a man was a skilled puppeteer was absurd. Rather, it was more likely to say that the doll moved on its own.
âWell, then⦠Could it be some kind of magic?â
âMagic?â
âYes, I donât know anything about magic either, so Iâm not sure⦠I donât think the magic to make a doll move will be that difficult.â
âMagic, magic huhâ¦â
He was deep in thought. The Empire was not a society where magic was generally accepted, but that didnât mean there were no wizards at all.
Most wizards belong to the imperial family, so for ordinary nobles, magic was just a fantasy story. However, if it was Archduke Orlov, since he was familiar with the imperial family, he might be able to be in touch a wizard.
âCertainly that makes sense.â
âYes, it must be magic. Maybe itâs black magic. Of course, black magic is illegal, but magic isnât common in the first place.â
When Constantine nodded, Robert excitedly added his words.
And that word gave Constantine a hint. He didnât think much of it, but as soon as he heard it, Constantineâs eyes lit up.
He couldnât have used black magic unless Mikael Orlov was insane. What could it be that he regretted about being an Archduke such that heâs dabbling in black magic?
But wouldnât shedding some suspicion be enough to get him into trouble?
Whether the doll was a product of black magic or regular magic, or whether Mikael had gone crazy about dolls, the truth was none of his business.
The important thing is that, as a result, it could damage Archduke Orlov.
It just came to his mind, but it was a plausible idea. Constantine let out a malicious laugh at the unexpected income.
âHmm, good. That should be enough for me.â
***
Thus, this body became gwanggongâs attachment doll, ah, no, his lover. Sparkle-â
The youthful voice he had heard before came again.
Yul, who had risen from gwanggongâs attachment doll to his lover overnight, did not rise in status, but forcibly raised the corners of his mouth that kept drooping.
âBy the way, Mikael, what are you doing?â
Yul tilted his head as he saw Mikael taking several small pieces of cloth and putting them around his ankles.
âIâm looking for a color that suits me.â
âAh, are you trying to get my clothes tailored again?â
âNo.â
âThen?â
âLegcuffs.â
âHa⦠?â
What kind of bullshit was he talking about, this noble gwanggong?
Yul froze at the unexpected answer. Either way, Mikael continued to concentrate on putting different colored cloths on Yulâs ankles as if he didnât care.
âOh no! What footcuffs! Iâm not running away! Iâm well-behaved, so why!â
âMetal footcuffs can hurt, so Iâll make them into cloth footcuffs. It wonât rub your skin.â
âThatâs not what Iâm talking about right now!â
Whoâs doing this because theyâre afraid theyâll hurt their ankles!
The conversation simply didnât work. Thatâs why he was a gwanggong.
He wasnât brutally crazy like the original, but he wasnât sane enough even now.
Did it make sense to make footcuffs that didnât hurt?
âI said I would be obedient, so why, why!â
âI donât know about that. Because youâre not a doll, but a human. If you turn into a body thatâs easy to run away with, if I lose sight for a moment, you might run away without me knowing? And if you donât like footcuffs, thereâs also a way to put on a leash, so tell me what you want. I will consider your opinion as much as possible.â
âThen the footcuffs is more⦠no! Oh, I wonât run away, I wonât run away!â
Thinking of himself wearing a leash, he thought the footcuffs were better. However, the best option was a free state without any one of those.
âThen Yuri. Let me ask you something.â
âWhat now?â
From experience, every time he asked a question, it went into a situation that was not good for him, so Yul had no choice but to be vigilant about his words. His eyes became sharp immediately.
âIf there was a way to get back to your world, wouldnât you run away?â
ââ¦â
Yul was unable to answer the unexpected question. In fact, he felt like he had been hit. He was going to go back if he was lucky enough to go back after spending time pleasing him.
At this question that seemed to see through his thoughts, Yul only pursed his plump lips.
âAs expected.â
He didnât answer, but he seemed to understand Yulâs words. There was an indescribable loneliness in his voice.
A quiet face stared at Yul. His heart felt heavy at the expression he never expected to see from him.
âYou would be ready to leave whenever you can. Itâs a matter of course, actually. Because you have your own world.â
â⦠Mikael.â
âBut you appeared in my world. It wasnât me who showed up one day, it was you, Yuri.â
He couldnât bear to deny what he said. He didnât want to admit it, but he was right.
If he hadnât appeared, he would have felt a crush on Levi and fell in love with him, just as the main characterâs life was set by the novelâs setting.
But he wouldnât go down that route any longer. As Yul appeared, the original story was reversed.
Of course, his appearance in this world was not his intention either. He didnât mean to, and even if he tried, it wasnât something he could do.
He honestly felt unfair because he didnât even understand how this could happen.
However, Mikael looked so lonely and so sad that he couldnât bear to say that he was wronged.
He couldnât understand himself feeling this way, but for the first time he felt sorry for him.
âSo, letâs order footcuffs. As expected, red color suits you.â
⦠Never mind. It was me who is pitiful. Not that crazy guy.
***
Mikael actually ordered footcuffs.
The outside of the footcuffs was covered with a soft red cloth, but the tough leather was put inside, so it didnât look like it would break by any means.
Of course, there was a long, thick chain hanging between the ankle cuffs and the clasps on the legs of Mikaelâs bed.
The length of the chain was so long that it was not difficult to move around the room, but it seemed that he could not get out of the room.
It didnât matter if the length of the chain was long or short. The feeling Yul felt when he saw the footcuffs stuffed on my feet was really shit1.
t/n: if i remember correctly, i donât think he puts the cuffs on him again. itâs a momentary lapse in judgement (*side eye*)