Young men and women come to the Grand Cathedral in the capital with various problems. The bishop was already displeased with such people. Regardless of the problem, they had to follow the laws within the cathedral.
But Isella, who lived as she pleased, was nothing more than an unwelcome guest to them.
âDonât ask me about Miss Isella.â
âI had an appointment with her, but she hasnât come out.â
âHow would I know if she has other appointments or if sheâs sleeping in her room?â
His voice was clearly irritated.
Whenever Isella went out, she was usually accompanied by Zion. And if she had other plans, she always told him in advance. Even considering she might have forgotten due to being preoccupied with Carynne yesterday, Zion felt uneasy. Why hadnât she come out yet?
âCould you at least check if sheâs sleeping in her room? Iâm just worried.â
âThe Grand Cathedral is a sacred place, not an inn.â
âReverend.â
Zion suppressed a groan inwardly.
This strict-looking priest showed no intention of cooperating.
âThen could you at least tell me if Miss Carynne Hare is here?â
âI donât know that either.â
Suddenly, the priest avoided his eyes. The priestâs behavior was increasingly suspicious.
âReverend.â
Zion stared openly at the priestâs face and spoke.
âMister Verdic EvansâMiss Isella Evansâs fatherâis worried. He wants to see her. Iâm in contact with him right now.â
ââ¦â¦â
âReverend, Iâll ask you again. Is Isella Evans in her room?â
The priest could not answer.
* * *
âYour proposal is, well, not very appealing.â
Crown Prince Gueuze smiled, his eyes narrowing. His gaze moved past Carynne to Isella behind her.
âArenât you curious about my mother?â
âLittle girl, donât you think I can get enough information just by torturing you?â
Carynne looked at Crown Prince Gueuze and had to think desperately. How could she get him to grant her request?
Crown Prince Gueuze looked down at the trembling, turned Isella with keen interest.
âEven if itâs a sudden accident, I have enough ability to cover it up.â
âCanât you show a little mercy to that child at least?â
âWhy would I take any risk?â
âThat child is the daughter of Verdic Evans.â
Carynne revealed Isellaâs identity. Verdic had connections with Crown Prince Gueuze. It was Verdic who had captured Carynne and handed her over to Gueuze in the past. He must also know about Gueuzeâs peculiarities.
ââ¦Hmm, thatâs surprising.â
Crown Prince Gueuzeâs smile widened.
âBut that doesnât necessarily mean I have to let her go. Seeing how desperately you want to save her, it seems youâre placing your hopes on her. That makes me even more unwilling to let her go. Both of you, in fact.â
âIf you show kindness to Mister Verdic, he would be more loyal to you.â
âHe should be loyal to me anyway.â
Crown Prince Gueuze watched Carynneâs continued pleas with the amusement of watching a parrot perform tricks.
âYou donât need to worry about me. Iâm a man of many resources.â
Crown Prince Gueuze lightly tapped Isella with his hook. Despite the situation, Isella kept her eyes closed. She couldnât open them, trembling with sweat and tears.
Carynne wished Gueuze would focus on her instead, but he was enjoying Isellaâs reaction.
âYou seem to be quite close friends.â
âI donât think so, to be honest.â
Carynne confessed. From her perspective, they still werenât friends. Their relationship had been rocky without much progress. Moreover, Isella was a burden to Carynne right now.
âStill, I donât want that child to die.â
Isellaâs sobbing was faintly audible.
Carynne was slightly moved by her own words. She thought her recent line was pretty good. She hoped Isella would be moved, but Isella seemed too terrified to even hear her. It was a bit disappointing.
âHmm, then how about this, Your Highness?â
âWhat are you suggesting?â
âFor instance, you could take me as your new mistress.â
Crown Prince Gueuze still didnât know about her relationship with Raymond.
This time was different. In the past, he chose to use Carynne, Raymondâs fiancée, as a tribute, but this time he had obtained Carynne by chance. The daughter of Catherine, who had suddenly fallen into his hands. Carynne held the information.
âIâm willing to respect Your Highnessâs hobbies.â
Unlike my mother.
Carynne fidgeted with her fingers.
âTo be honest, I donât really understand my mother. She called it true love, but Iâm not sure if she loved my father that much.â
ââ¦Keep talking.â
âMy mother⦠she didnât seem to care much about any man.â
Carynne had to choose her words carefully.
Her mother must have known that Crown Prince Gueuze couldnât get her pregnant despite multiple attempts at life, so she didnât choose him. But it wouldnât be wise to tell him that. Carynne paused.
âMy mother was⦠more obsessed with pure love.â
ââ¦â¦â
âShe believed that my fatherâs love, without money or power, was more pure.â
Carynne wondered if it was too obvious a lie, but Crown Prince Gueuzeâs reaction wasnât bad. He was quietly listening to Carynneâs words. Carynne continued.
ââ¦â¦â
âBut Iâm different. I donât mind if Your Highness takes me as a mistress. Iâm satisfied with a few dresses and jewels. If you donât want to make it public, thatâs fine. But Iâm just suggesting. Isnât it a good deal? A woman who screams and resists under torture or a young lover who comes willingly, which do you prefer?â
ââ¦You are quite bold.â
Crown Prince Gueuze stared at Carynne for a long time before standing up.
He went to the door. When he pulled the cord with a bell attached, the door opened, and men rushed in.
âWhat is it, Your Highness?â
âTake that woman back to where she came from. Only the blonde one.â
âPardon, sir?â
Carynne and the men had the same shocked expression. For Crown Prince Gueuze to return a kidnapped woman was dangerous. Even an ordinary murderer wouldnât do such a thing. Moreover, Crown Prince Gueuze was a man with much to lose. To do such a thing? Carynne found it hard to believe.
âYou look surprised.â
ââ¦Yes. Actually, I am.â
âI am confident we wonât be caught.â
Crown Prince Gueuze sat down beside Carynne and continued.
âEven if I have such hobbies, His Majesty will protect me.â
Then he looked at Isella.
âVerdic must act properly if he wants to keep his daughter safe. Do behave properly, Verdicâs daughter.â
Carynne felt a tickling sensation on her back.
She felt a sneeze coming but held it in. Isellaâs fingers were quickly moving on Carynneâs back. She seemed to be trying to communicate something with those wriggling fingers.
âHurry and take her out.â
ââ¦Understood.â
The door closed.
Now it was just Crown Prince Gueuze and Carynne again.
Carynne looked up at Crown Prince Gueuze, who was smiling from ear to ear in the dark room. Although he had seemed so grotesque before, he no longer felt as scary.
âShall we continue our conversation?â
Crown Prince Gueuze approached Carynne with a hook in hand. Carynne saw the object glinting in the light.
âWhat do you think about both?â
ââ¦â¦â
âIâll enjoy both options. Starting with your innards.â
He pointed downward.
âRight down to here.â