Chapter 4: Chapter 3

Hmm..

Leonhardt stretched out his body, which is unusually languid today, and tried moving his body.

The bed was well-organized with drapery, and the room was strangely spacious.

Did the magic work properly? Leonhardt got up and sat on the bed and looked around slowly.

It was a strangely familiar space.

Leonhardt opened his eyes to the scenery, as if he had moved to the room where he had lived until his fifteenth year.

“Nonsense… ”

Is it really through magic? Or is it the witch’s curse to punish the foolish me?

Leonhardt held his face with his hands, as small as maple leaves.

“…Huh?”

Leonhardt doubted his eyes.

Where are his big hands, with his straight outstretched fingers, the one hand so big that he could barely hold three thick books, and all the scars left everywhere on them?

In front of his eyes were immaculate hands, with no obvious scars that he had seen all his life-span, it‘s like he had barely picked up any children’s wooden swords til this point.

‘what..This insignificant hand is …?”

Somehow he had an ominous premonition. Leonhardt touched his cheek in an anxious motion.

Plump, soft.

The face line, which was elegant, yet firm, he was looking for, went elsewhere and the cheeks were soft like a puffed bread dough.

Leonhardt hurriedly descended from bed and felt a slight dizziness at the height of his sight, which had been weirdly lowered.

If the magic had really succeeded in turning back the time, there would surely be a mark of his own under the side table.

‘Oh My God . . .’

Underneath it, there was a sign that he had carved with his clumsy skill when he was eight years old.

‘Did the magic really succeed?’

Leonhardt pulled a string to confirm the last time. If her magic really succeeded in turning the time back…

“Your Highness the Prince! Did you cough? I will prepare the wash water right away.”

The nanny who left the Crown Prince’s Palace, where he was officially born, appeared.

The hands of the nanny and the maids began to wash and dress him familiarly.

His hair was thin and soft like silk thread reflected in the mirror, and his bright purple eyes were exactly how he remembered. However, the peculiar soft lines of a child, and the arms and legs that have only begun to stretch out now, the body that does not even show signs of revealing the muscles have been forgotten from his memory for a long time.

The texture of the lips, which he felt as it opened and closed again, was also the soft skin characteristic of a child.

Leonhardt, who was in a situation where he could hardly believe his own eyes, tried to clear up his thoughts.

1. Only after the Empress dies, he regrets late

2. He asked the Witch of the clock tower.

3. Returning to the past to make the Empress happy.

The appearance of the room, the presence of the nanny, and the sign under the side table reveal that he has probably returned to his childhood when he was 10 years old.

Leonhardt quickly summarized his thoughts and concluded.

From now on, he had to break the marriage between the empress and him.

If she did not become the empress, it would be easier to solve.

‘If you meet a man who suits you well other than the prince and live like an ordinary noble woman, at least you will never die for me, and maybe you will live happily.’

Leonhardt, who decided to go to the former emperor, who is now his father, to break off his engagement, looked at the formal suit brought by the maid.

‘That suit, I remember seeing it somewhere…?’

“What is this?”

“Today is an important day. You should wear these clothes even if you don’t like it.”

“An important day?”

“Your Highness ! I told you last night that today is the first time you meet your fiancée, the crown princess, the young lady who will be the Empress. Your Highness, do you remember the name of her ladyship? huh?”

“Lady Elysium?”

Leonhardt voiced in amazement and uttered the empress’s family name.

His head turned fast enough to make a flat sound.

Why, why today?

Leonhardt narrowed his eyes and shook his head in front of the clothes that the nanny had brought.

“Elizabeth Isolde has silver hair and compound eyes. That color is better than this one.”

With that being said, the suit that Leonhardt pointed out was a dark blue color.

“…I will bring it right away!”

Until now, it was obvious that the prince was the one who had turned the Imperial Palace upside down in a mess. Somehow, today the atmosphere seems strange, but the maid was relieved to learn that he remembers the name of the girl and her appearance accurately.

Leonhardt, dressed in a navy blue suit ,with his nanny brushing his hair, was clutching his golden hair.

‘If it’s… it’s that day! I couldn’t even say goodbye to Lizzie’s words, there is a saying that if people are worried, they don’t even go to the graveyard! I’m not ready yet, but this is the first day I meet the empress?’

“Your Highness. What did you say is her ladyship name?”

“…Elizabeth Isolde von Elysium.”

“Good job. Even if you don’t know anything else, you must remember her ladyship’s name!”

The hand held by the nanny was so tingling. Leonhard nodded silently.

He was confident that he would never forget her name even though he didn’t know anything else.

“… Did you have a hard time sleeping last night….?”

“Ah, it’s nothing, it’s just… I’m nervous when I think of meeting the person who will be my lifelong companion.”

To be precise, they meet again. Leonhardt turned casually as it came out of his mouth, with a low voice, he recalled the day he met her and what she had written in her diary.

“It’s like a spider web”

“You are the prince’s fiancée? The Crown Princess? The future empress?”

“Do whatever you want. I’m curious about how long you can withstand.”

[For the first time, I met his Highness the Crown Prince, he hated my hair, saying it was like a spider web. My mother consulted with my father that they should hire a sorcerer to dye my hair]

You’re like a human horse breed!  (T/n: probably saying he’s an a**hole)

Leonhardt rubbed his hair, which was neatly combed by the nanny, and bang his forehead on the table.

“!”

An adult, not yet familiar with the child’s body, thrusted his soft skin onto the hard wood, Leonhardt’s cries burst out before the nanny’s screams.

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