Chapter 11 – What progress is this?! (2)
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In the novel, there was a time where Ricdorian was unable to control his strength and hurt Francia, leaving her with bruises. Of course, it's a story while they were making love, but still, it doesn't differ from what had just happened to my hair tie.
In his entire life, he was never taught not to hurt others. Though he did it unintentionally, I still think he should have learned it by now.'Early education is a must.'But how can he learn if he's not being taught?
I slowly raised my hand and Ricdorian's gaze followed, but rather than trying to catch my hand as before, he just stared at it blankly.
"Now, I'm going to wipe you with this towel." I took my towel from my pocket to show it to him as my shawl was already soaking wet.
"If you stay calm, I will give you something good. Do you understand?"
It's not that he doesn't understand what I say, it's just that I wanted him to stay still so that I could completely dry him. Unexpectedly, Ricdorian lowered his head slowly, allowing me to wipe his hair. This is like washing a dog with a muzzle, but it's different since he was in shackles.
"Right, well done. Now I'm gonna give you something, but you can't bite or catch my hands either!" I took food from my other pocket and I gave it to him, who was still sitting calmly.
A famous trainer once said that the success of training comes from carrots and sticks. But how am I going to teach him? By using carrots and sticks? I wondered at that.
I sighed deeply at the sight of him eating the food deliciously. It's a good thing I bought him food. Let me see, well, it would be good if the heroine's bruises are reduced once he's trained.
"Delicious, right?"
"Ruff!" he said and nodded. Wait! How can I not hear and see those?
I'm so surprised. However, when I turned my head to him I saw him sweeping the remaining food in his chest.
A bluff.
I was kind of disappointed, I thought he answered.
"Right. Eat well." I grinned and continued drying his hair.
Meanwhile, the teen beast took the entire cookie and ate it with his mouth full. He looks so cute! His cheeks are bulging, looking like a greedy squirrel. For a moment there, I realized I gave him everything that I stole and watched him devour it until the last one.
I smiled tenderly while looking at him.
Is this how people feel when they watch an eating show? Feeding him all of it to the end never felt this satisfying before.
Soon, when he finished everything, he stared at me. Somehow, his glaring gaze turned somewhat bright.
"Huh? More? I don't have cookies anymore." He tilted his head.
"…you don't look cute. No. Turn around. Go!" I said, a bit troubled by his cute and pitiful actions.
I stared at him, I unknowingly stared at his chest. His clingy silver cloth almost became a transparent outline, making his bare skin visible. I could see a vivid shape under that fabric.
That's the pattern! The tattooed red-colored moon on his chest indicating 'jangma – a rainy season' with a very red rose. That rose symbolizes the Archduke of Anguish, but in more detail, it is the curse itself.
As I said a while ago, the male protagonist escapes from the shackles once he meets the'companion'and this period of waiting for that'companion'is not infinitely long.
If they do not meet at a certain time, both of them will die. The time remaining is indicated by the rose engraved on his body. The cursed one is born with a full bloom rose pattern. And the petals disappear from the roses one by one as time goes by until meeting the'companion'.If they are unable to encounter each other, they die along with the last petal. Meeting each other means being together, and that is why they have to unite the moment they met.
Indeed, it's a rated-19 novel. Anyway, Ricdorian was still in trouble, he had to wait for Francia for 4 years.
"Oh, I have to go."
It was time for Hans to call me. I tried to get up from my position and get the blanket on my knees but I was stopped.
"..you"
I turned my head to Ricdorian, who just caught my attention. By any chance, was he staring at me? But why?
Suddenly, I felt a cold sweat flow at my nape.
"Now, what?!" I was startled when the boy who could not control his power just grabbed me without any reason and pulled me into his chest.
Holy cow! I was so embarrassed, I'm facing his chest right now. No, I don't want to take a closer look at the pattern in his chest.
"Uh.." This is so f*cked up, right? It is my fault for being so careless and loose, while being fully aware of the dangers of Ricdorian.
I swallowed hard… I think he was so cute when he said that. Enough bullshit! I should focus. What should I do?
I'm starting to feel anxious.
But then I tried really hard to retain my composure. I shouldn't be embarrassed when he is just a mad dog. Now, I am pondering why I ended up treating the male lead as a dog.
I looked at his dazzling handsome face and then I found his cold-blue eyes staring at me tenaciously. I could sense his fierce and violent nature.
It was at this moment, when the chain clanked the loudest. His face drew closer… It's a…It hurts.. I groaned a little at his tight hold of my wrist. Even though he stopped at some distance, I could hear his breathing and his eyes were still casted on me.
He was able to catch even the smallest movements I make without hesitation and he seemed to be a beast moving instinctively.
Sniff. Sniff.
I could feel his breath from my neck. His face went down slowly, lifted my wrist, and looked up at me. He slowly opened his mouth and put my hand inside it. I glanced at my finger that he was about to bite.
Goodbye.
I am going to be the beast's feast…
Slurp… Slurp… Lick.
No, Wait… Wait. What? I felt my earlobes burning at the lewd sound of the wet tongue licking my hand. All of a sudden, I am having a hard time. This wasn't in the novel!
What progress is this, author!?
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Chapter 12 – You are my first, too! (1)
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"Oh… Pastry crumbs."
Right! When I handed him the cookies earlier, there were pastry crumbs left in my palm.
I stared blankly at him who's now frantically coveting my palm. Now, I know why he suddenly grabbed my hand. And from now on, I am not bringing him cookies anymore, even though he likes it.
This is not good. I've been putting malice on his actions when in fact he's not fully aware of what he's been doing.
Lick. Lick.
I stared at him and swallowed a lump without realizing it… he looked so indecent with his tongue out.
Argh!
What have I been thinking! I brush off that thought. But then, I couldn't really do anything. I couldn't resist the strength of his grip on my wrist. So I just decided to put my wet shawl on his head using my other arm while he's simultaneously licking my hand and fingers. When suddenly, his face got closer once again .
Looks like…
"Wait. Just a second…"
The blanket on his lap fell into the puddle and was now soaking wet. After watching the poor blanket being drenched, I slowly turned my gaze back at him and it seems like he got nervous about our closing distance.
"Ah…" Ricdorian got startled, he immediately took his hand away and almost threw me with his vigorous strength. I was caught off guard!
"Ouch." As a result, I ended up sitting down on the dirty floor, drenched with mud.
"Oh, why, why, why, why, all of it! My hand and face! Ugh!" I can't believe this!
"Let's get this straight, you're the one who licked my hand."
"Ah, ah, licked, hmmph!"
"Yes, you licked it!" I quickly added before he could make me the assailant. Why am I the one who's being blamed when in fact he's the one who initiated the skin ship? Just sheer luck.
The chains clung louder than before, so I lifted my head to look at him. His back was now facing the wall.
Suddenly, he looked back at me with my shawl covering his chest. He tried pulling the chain tightly. Then I saw tears forming at the corner of his glaring eyes… Why does it seem like it's my fault now? Like I'm the perpetrator of the crime?
"I, I, I, woke up, and you-"
"Oh, so you remember now?" He uttered words so maybe he's back to his senses.
I've never seen anyone whose arms turned red like that. It was as if I was looking at a flower bed of red roses. From his neck, which was not covered by the shawl, to his earlobes, till the back of his hands, there was no place that wasn't red.
"Fir…first time.."
"Let's stop talking about first times." Doesn't he get tired of it?
"Co… cookies were delicious, why, why, your hands…"
"What do you mean? Ah.. Does my hand taste like a cookie? That's what exactly you were thinking before your rational being came back. Devouring my hands like it was a cookie." I said sarcastically.
This is a little interesting. I took this opportunity to make fun of him so I tried forming my hand like a calyx and teased him.
Ever since his clothes got soaked with the rain, it became translucent which made the redness in his body stand out even more.
"Do you now remember everything?"
He nodded.
If people lay their eyes on him, they might think he's cute when turning red. And then blame me for hurting him.. Then they would assume that I'm the perpetrator. That I did something bad at him. It was so unfair!
"So it's a force majeure." Am I guilty? I only gave him the cookies. I never intended anything bad.
"Ha, but…" He stammered, covering his face with the back of his hand. Feeling embarrassed.
"It's really my, my, first…"
"Sh*t! I'm sorry." I said, just to ease whatever he's been feeling.
Did he even think about the purity of my palm? I've never experienced something as vulgar as that in my life.
However, I think it will only make things worse if I say that it is also my first time experiencing such a thing. So I just chose to conceal it.
I stood up.
There was really no more time. Things for sure will calm down over time. I glanced at him and saw that he put his face on the shawl, but expressed difficulty in moving his whole body as he was chained. The chain was being pulled as he continued trying to cover his face. The tightness of the chains makes it seem like his hands were about to be cut off.
Isn't he too strong?
I saw that the tears in the corners of his eyes were about to fall. What is wrong with the male protagonist of this impoverished rated-19 novel?
I looked at him with an embarrassed face and shook my head. His eyes are nowhere to be seen as it was buried under the shawl, so I don't think he can see my expression right now.
I woke up from my thoughts and tried to get rid of the mud. I turned my back on him and promised myself that the next time I come here, I should secure a safe distance. This should never happen again.
"All, all, part… " I turned my head for the last time and saw Ricdorian's face protruding from the cloth, like a turtle trying to come out from its shell. His cheeks are still as red as an apple.
"… What's your name?" He asked, only his eyes were blue amidst the redness of his face. Like the stars shining in dawn, or a gem among the pebbles, his eyes are always stunning.
"Iana."
Now I wonder, he just got curious now? I've already visited him two times. I turned my back and laughed. What a peculiar being.
See you again,'Mr. Goof'.
As soon as the lamp moved away, the redness of his face faded.
The rain continued to fall for a while.
Tok. Tok. Tok.
And sometimes the rain shoots hard at the ceiling. I could hear it dropping all the time. I even wondered why it was raining when it was summer. But I just shrugged my shoulders and thought that it might be natural. Climate change must also be a thing in this novel. I guess.
At first I really didn't know that it was summer. But it's a good thing that the prison has a cooler temperature compared to the season. At least it's not hot.
The guards told me that they had done something, but they didn't give me any details about it. I wanted to tell the other prisoners about what they did, but I don't want to feed them half baked information.
"You might escape." The guards said, and did not further enlighten me about it.
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Chapter 13 – You are my first, too! (2)
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Of course I have no intentions of breaking out of the prison. I am not that stupid. I know that my crime is light and in no time I would be able get out of here. So, for the meantime, all I have to do is entertain myself.
Now, even if I flirt with the male protagonist, I don't really have to worry about the growing affection. It won't be long before I go out, and once I am gone, it'll take much longer for the heroine to appear, therefore the male protagonist will have ample time to forget our interactions.
What a brilliant thought Iana.
So for the time being, Ricdorian and I will have a lot more interactions until the nice and cool heroine appears. When that time comes, she would then be the one to take care of Ricdorian.
Anyway, since I'm worried about the rain, I decided to stop visiting Ricdorian as of the moment.
It kept raining, and I was a bit annoyed with Baron, who kept asking me where I went that day. Well, there was a big reason as to why I did not visit him, but… For now, I have to reflect on my actions and why it turned out to be that way. I reminded myself to always bear in mind that Ricdorian was a half beast under a curse, and he was a careless beast rather than a barking puppy. Just why was I treating him as a cute puppy?
I sighed.
It was just a relief that I was able to leave his cell that day. In fact, I don't even know when everything will be ironed out. If I remember correctly, in the novel, he tore the iron bars. I shouldn't have ignored that fact, just because he was still a teenager.
Safety first. But actually, the biggest reason why I can't visit him is…
"Why aren't they coming?"
It was because there was nothing more that I could bribe to Hans. I tilted my head and kept thinking about my empty table. The letters along with the cigarettes or alcohol would always come for about two or five days. But I haven't received anything for almost two weeks already. Usually, at least three gifts were piled up on my desks, but today, no gifts were present.
I didn't ask for the letters in the first place, but what I thought could be useful for my stay here inside this prison was quickly gotten right away.
As a result, I lost my freedom and just stayed inside my cell since I had no object that I could use to lure Hans or the other guards. In fact, the room of prisoners with light crimes, like me, was an ordinary-sized room. There was a bed, a carpet and a desk in the room. There was also a small window where we could see nice views depending on the location. Rooms like mine are usually about five times smaller than that of a noble room. I didn't live in a mansion, so I didn't know if this place satisfies the other prisoners.
Anyway, a letter from my brother would always be put on the desk or under the bars. But it's been a while since I've received one from them…Why is it that no letters came? Are they now tired of my requests?
I was about to tilt my head to the other side to look at the window, still thinking about my empty desk when I was suddenly interrupted.
"What are you troubled about, miss?"
"Oh, hello Baron."
The man who sat at the end of the table was Baron. He sat naturally across from me, stretching his arms.
I've crossed my legs, but since I was not wearing a suit, I thought that doing so wouldn't look fashionable and cool in these striped clothes.
"You look like you're in deep trouble. What is it?"
"Oh. You've seen right through me. I was thinking about what we are having tonight." I lied.
"Oh, I can easily solve that. They are preparing a turkey dish that is not cheap but also not fancy. Ugh, I'm about to miss the little lamb steak."
Baron said he really wanted to eat a high-class steak. Since he was so funny, I mimicked him and teased him a little.
"It's funny how a prisoner talk in a high-class manner."
On purpose, he slowly spoke with elegance and smiled.
The turkey served in here tastes amazing and I don't know why they find it cheap. Sometimes it's hard to keep up with the prisoners' minds here. Maybe it's because I am not born with any nobility in my genes.
"What else are you going to tell me? It would be nice if you could."
"It's a pleasure to be a good storyteller for the young lady. Well, talking to you is more of a hobby. Oh, did you hear about Count Andrea?"
Baron has a wide connection inside and outside the prison. They say that networking is the basic virtue of aristocrats, but looking at Baron, everyone should be careful because they are looking at a swindler. Perhaps this is why I was very impressed with the news and stories he told.
"You mean the lord who fainted from hysteria? The guard told me. It was in the room next door."
Among the prisoners, there were some who could not admit that they committed a crime, and the Count is one of them.
"I woke up a few days ago because I heard a scream."
He used to scream every night saying that he was innocent. Not long ago, I was also surprised to hear a loud noise and hysterics.
"Yes. The hysterical one. It wasn't just a simple thing. Count Andrea is dead. He exploded."
"Hey, do you think a Count can be easily killed in one night?"
Is that possible? I ate cookies, eyes wide open with the idea of him being killed that easily.
Oh, eating cookies reminded me of something that I should forget…I shouldn't have eaten a cookie today… I should never eat cookies from now on. Well, It's not really that easy to forget a boy licking my hand, though.
"Of course it can't happen quickly, but this is what Black Roses do."
"Domulit?"
Why are they coming out here?
"Don't tell me… Do you think they did it?"
"Yes. Chaser Rube Domulit, the next Black Rose of the family, has made a big scene."
Oh, is it possible because they're a bad family?
"But the problem that will shock you was that Count Andrea was the right-hand man of the Archduke of Hel."
"Oh, my God! The Red Rose?"
"Yes. That Hel!"
Chapter 14 – Lavish Prison Life (1)
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The Archduke of Hel and the Domulit, along with Ricdorian, were close to the Iron Support Reservoir. They are known to have a deep rooted history with each other. Not a good one though.
Red Roses and Black Roses. Their family's symbols, which have symmetrical tendencies are of contrasting colors.
Well, one side is the main character while the other is the villain with its side villain, Lenag. So the confrontation between the two is fierce and violent. However, this deep-rooted hatred from the two families has led to a love triangle. And this was the original plot of the story.
In fact, Ricdorian, who was abandoned by the Archduke, had no idea about the Domulits. But it was only in the beginning for he was still lost in his hatred towards his father.
The good male protagonist couldn't come to kill his father and later on Chaser killed the Archduke of Hel, his henchman, and all of his comrades. It's a good thing for him, right? That he would no longer be the one to kill his violent father. He wouldn't need to stain his own hands with blood.
Funny enough, Ricdorian hated Chaser for killing his father. Perhaps he still had affection left for the Archduke despite all the bad things he's done. After all, he is still a family. No matter how deep the scar they left on us, we still choose to forgive. And I think that is enough reason for his anguish towards Chaser.
I felt the writer's will to make a mess of their relationship. Well, basically, this is a rated-19 novel with harsh executions and passionate sexual unions.
"Chaser Rube Domulit is a fine young man. But this time he did the wrong thing… Also, the Archduke of Hel had made his command and sent a squad of knights to find evidence for the destructive blowing up of Count Andrea."
"That's a very big issue. What happened next?"
"Now he's missing."
What? Now, that's not what I was expecting. Is he really? I don't think so. As what I had read in the novel, Chaser Rube Domulit is a tough villain, who mercilessly killed Ricdorian's father, Archduke Harmin. He wouldn't just run away and hide so maybe, he was setting up things for the success of his veracious plan.
Is this the time for that? I suppose not.
I don't know if our conversation was just to entertain ourselves anymore. But, in any case, the villain won't be caught or killed easily. It would take a very long time for that to happen and that will surely not occur in my time here in prison.
"I don't know what 's going to happen now that Archduke Harnim's eyes are focused on capturing Chaser Rube Domulit. But then, don't stress yourself out with that, rather, take care of yourself."
I nodded, putting the remaining pieces of cookies in my mouth.
"But how do you know so much?"
"Oh, it's underground hearsay."
Oh. The information's a fraud. Looking at his posture, he was really swindling me right now. But nevertheless, I wasn't bored listening to his detailed outside stories.
Anyway, it is also necessary for me to listen for the people involved here are the Hel and the Domulit family. If I get out of prison, I will for sure try to stay away from them and live in faraway lands. But, how can I do that?
"Now, what was your problem? Is it worth exchanging for the information I just spilled?
"What a joke. It wasn't a big deal. It's just that I didn't receive letters from my brother. He's not the kind of guy that would leave me hanging."
I always thought that he was a sincere and considerate person for always sending me letters. Now I'm kind of uncertain about that.
"You mean the brother who kept sending you the letters? Hmm… something urgent must have happened. Don't worry too much. People don't change that easily. I assure you."
"Thank you."
I hope so, too. I'm a little worried. I don't know what I could do since I am imprisoned here. Right now, my best option was to just wait. That's what I always do, though.
Half an hour later. Our free time in the living room was over, so I returned to my room. And still, looking at my desk empty never felt this painful.
"…If I was released from prison, I might get abandoned. I wish I had asked for more before this happened."
I kept thinking that I was here because of my brother and father's sins. They are responsible for my stay here. I closed my eyes and buried myself in bed feeling dejected. Fortunately, there is a bed that I can rely on.
A few days later, the heavy rain that was falling hard turned light with a precipitation rate of less than 2.5 mm per hour. I presumed.
"The rain will be completely over in a while."
"Yes, I see." The guard must have read my mind.
It's a good thing that it will be over soon, I miss walking outside. Slouching in the living room, which at first I thought was great, became boring after a few days.
As I was lost in my thoughts while sitting on the living room's couch, someone sat at the opposite side. It was Baron again. Looking at him, his face somehow seems to be full of interest. Hmm. When we first met, that's the face he wore and did his scam.
"Iana, have you heard? No. You must not have heard!"
I laughed, he was so amusing with his approach.
"Of course. I haven't heard anything. What is it? Please tell me quickly. "
"Hmmm, aren't I awesome?"
Oh my! Praising himself first. What a vain man. I turned my head up.
Ugh!
I'm itching to get the rumor!
"Well, there's a rumor that Archduke Harnim was seriously injured. But the good news is… The'real criminal'who blew up Count Andrea was caught."
At that moment I caught a clue of Chaser's original plan, which was laid out in fragments, basing on the information Baron gave me.
"I guess the real culprit wasn't Chaser Rube Domulit… or maybe he was still in the process of achieving his'true crime'."
Chapter 15 – Lavish Prison Life (2)
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Oh. Right. When Chaser killed Archduke Harnim, he gave him a serious injury, and then wounded him once again in that area.
Looks like that's what gonna happen.
The information Baron gave that was passing smoothly through our conversation matched the scenes in the novel. I guess this is really it. It's really happening.
"I think the missing Chaser Rube Domulit is now back into action. For now, he seems to be a very good lad, but I'm scared of what he will become when he grows up."
Baron strongly urged that scary and powerful people have the tendency to play the innocent ones. I nodded, emphasizing that what he just said was right.
"I really want to meet that young man! On the other hand, I also don't want to meet him… Ah, my mind is messed up."
I hope this guy doesn't take Chaser lightly, as if he was someone he could easily mess around with. If you try to cheat him with a villainous character, it won't end up with just your wrists being cut off. As for me, I have no intention of messing around with him either. Apparently, this place was notorious enough, even at the very beginning of the novel. I've had enough trouble right now.
"Well, you or I might see him in the future."
He said calmly, looking down at the window with drizzling rain.
"What? Why? I don't want to. Having a connection with him is like having a world that is uncertain! People will have no idea of what will happen to their future. It's like risking your life for the unknown."
"What do you mean by'having a connection'?"
I'm afraid that I can't even pick my bones. I don't want to be associated with such a frightening family. Just hearing the word'Domulit'gives shiver to my bones.
Oops… It looks like the rain is going to stop soon. I wonder if I could go for a walk after the land dries up.
When our free time ended that day, we returned to our designated cells. The guard, who was checking in front of my cell, smiled.
"It's been a long time since you got a letter. Iana."
My eyes opened widely at the guard's words. True enough, an envelope was placed on top of the desk.
"Lock the door."
When the door closed, I quickly picked up the letter. Wow, I'm so glad to see you.
The envelope contains a blank paper as always. It's as natural as it was without spaces. I stopped, trying to get a pen, and found another letter instead. What is this? The letter that always came was an envelope with an empty blank sheet of paper without anything written on it. But why is it that another letter appeared?
Not long after, I decided to open it.
[How are you, my lovely little sister?]
The handwriting was neat, it was as if the one who wrote this was a person of beautiful appearance. A person's handwriting reflects his own appearance as some say. Thinking about having a beautiful brother was great.
And after reading the letter, I quickly replied.
[I am doing well.]
Well, that's not enough. Ah! I suddenly remember. I continued writing on the blank letter, but it is not something that you would expect from a lady like me.
[Alcohol, high-grade cigarettes. My request. Lots of it!]
Now that's enough, right? I am fully satisfied and happy now. Gone is the sorrowful and gloomy Iana.
The good thing about living inside this prison is that the clothes are very comfortable and cozy. My movements are not restricted at all, and I don't need any other outfits to change to. I think it's good because it has more advantages. What's more is that they gave us spare clothes of the same style as much as we wanted. Everyone hates me because I like the idea of wearing this prison uniform, but I don't mind them because I like it. On the other hand, the bad thing is that we all wear the same striped clothes which may have added up to their annoyance.
Nasty! It's ugly, sloppy and tacky!
This fashion was full of resentment among the noble prisoners because there's no way they would look elegant in this kind of clothing.
Usually, people imagine an elegant dress with layers of laces when they are inside a medieval romance novel, but it seems that I am having a unique experience here.
Suddenly, I thought of what I would do once I got out of prison?
Hmm, I haven't thought about life outside ever since I woke up here in prison. The image of a prison uniform is so strong and it's a little strange that I ended up being inside this establishment. It was a little unrealistic. Even now, I still want to live as much as I want. Of course, life here is boring, but I will do all possible ways to make it amusing.
"You're not going to drink?"
Lenag laid the teacup down before my eyes. I secretly rolled my eyes and nodded. I hope my smile was not that awkward.
"…maybe. Thank you for the drink. Thank you."
Sheer luck. I took a sip of the tea but…Tsk. I burned my tongue. I bit my tongue slightly and wiped off the tears that formed at the corner of my eyes, a little hesitant to do so because Lenag was still staring at me.
His eyes were gazing like that of snakes staring at it's next prey. He's not mean-looking, rather, he looks like a very cold and sharp person. The glasses over his nose made him look even colder. But his handsomeness was enough to cover everything.
Why am I having a cup of tea with the villain's assistant? I must be out of my mind… I would rather like to meet the guards, than him.
Come in.
This horrible encounter that I wish would not happen did come true. Ten minutes ago, I heard from the wards that the boss was calling for me. I don't know why he was looking for me and what he needed from me. I also wondered what the hell would he do to me the moment we meet, but to my surprise he just remained silent.
For ten minutes! For that entire time, he just stared at me, giving me a chance to watch him, but all of this was making me uneasy.
I glanced sideways.
"Well…"
His long brown hair that was neat, did not make him look less of a man, but made him look more appealing, and his golden eyes under his glasses, make him look like a scholar. Combining all, gave an impression that none of the needles would fit in. In other words, he looks so strong.
In the novel, he even overthrew a violent killer and blew up prisoners' arms. After all, the villains in this book weren't'merciful'people and that's why I am nervous right now.
"You were looking for me because…"
Chapter 16 – Lavish Prison Life (3)
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It was possible for the prisoners to acquire goods from outside of Kambrakam. However, a rigorous inspection had to be carried out before it could be brought in. And the goods can typically be delivered by or obtained from the guards after the inspection.
But some packages were handed over by the prison's head guard that ordinary prison guards are not allowed to. Perhaps due to the title that a convict holds as well as the confidentiality of the goods. That's what I thought.
When I first encountered this kind of situation, I felt like Iana's house must be a very fancy place to live in. She must have been born from a well-off and high-rank family.
"I have something to give to you."
My brother sends me a gift once every other week. And the reason why Lenag called me here today is to give that gift to me. He stretched out his hand on the table and laid down a little box.
"Take it, Miss Iana."
I got the box and peeked inside, slowly opening it.
Wow, It's a hairpin again…
Soon, I closed it and tried to avoid making eye contact with him. Moreover, I was hesitant whether to get up or not since we don't have anything else to talk to and my reason for being here was already achieved. I badly wanted to leave. I don't feel comfortable being around him. And with my prejudice of him, I don't think I will ever be.
"I've had everyone call you by your first name here, as what your brother wanted. I didn't understand the reason at first, but I think I do now."
"What? Oh, Okay…"
Aw. He must really be a great and caring brother. No wonder everyone calls me "Iana" inside the prison. I nodded blankly at him. I can't wait to get out of here, as I'm starting to feel nervous with his gaze. All this time, he never once took his eyes off me! I can feel it even though I'm not looking at him.
"Thank you for your concern. My brother and father would be very grateful."
"…would they?"
"Yes."
I have no idea he'd be so concerned with the request of my brother. Anyways, I am so grateful to them even though I don't know their names. The mere fact that they still care is all that matters to me.
Soon, I caught Lenag staring at me. He blinked for a moment realizing that I had caught him, and then turned his head to the other side slowly, pretending to be innocent and unbothered.
"You are a good person… unlike them."
Wait…what?
I don't know why it all boils down to that. Moreover, I could barely hear the last words he uttered because he was like whispering in the air. I just laughed and said what I thought Iana's family was.
"They're good people."
Who would think that they are bad people when they always send me food and gifts while I was in prison? Bringing me everything that I want, I could tell that he's a good brother. Atleast, that's enough reason for them to be good.
"Yes, at least for you which is also a wonder."
He lowered his head slowly, trying to remember something.
"Oh, come to think of it, what Miss Iana wanted will be done soon."
Lenag's gaze was soon redirected at the rain-swept window. Two days later, the rain was lessening and it seemed to stop soon. He stared at me, taking his eyes off the window.
"When the rain stops, the young prisoner you mentioned will be allowed to take a walk sometimes. But he will be guarded with several mid-level knights."
Suddenly, he pulled out a smile on his face. I blinked for a moment, surprised by what I saw.. However, his cold image did not disappear.
But….he did laugh, right? I got goosebumps. It was somewhat creepy. I know he is trying to be warm and sincere but still, I find him nerve-racking.
His appearance right now looks so pure– as if he was innocent and kind. But don't be deceived with that face cause behind that is a knife that is ready to cut off your head.
Was he trying to scare me? If he was, then congratulations! He succeeded! I rubbed the sweat that formed on my palm against my clothes and pretended not to panic.
This guy suddenly became a pure and innocent man in front of a woman like me. Unbelievable!
Where in fact, he is a very cruel and cold-hearted supporting villain. I could not imagine him being like this unless I read it in the novel. He was a man who looked at people as if he was dismantling their bodies, and then feeding them to starving wolves. What suddenly changed that?
"If you need anything, please, feel free to tell me."
I don't know if his smile was sincere or not so I just dodged my eyes away from his sharp gaze. I swallowed hard.
How much did my brother and father pay this man? I have no idea… but it must have been an astronomical cost. After all, it's not easy to be in Lenag's good side.
"Yes." I nodded and then looked at his capitalist smile.
Hail for my favor! Hurray for the wealth!
The rain finally stopped, and a full-fledged summer time appeared. Fortunately, it wasn't too hot in here. I don't know if it is because of where this country or region is located, but it's good because I don't like the heat nor the cold. I just want it neutral.
"It's been a long time since I had a walk."
Two days after the rain had stopped, the guards allowed us to take a walk. And the air in the garden, after the so-called 'quarantine', was not bad. In fact, it feels so good.
"Wow, breathing the air outside never felt this refreshing."
The garden is full of flowers and turf-grown lawns, enough to call it a garden. The prisoners, including me, were much more satisfied here. It would be worse if the rain didn't stop, for all of us will be kept inside the prison all the time. And I'm just grateful the worse didn't happen.
Come to think of it, this prison already has it all! From a splendidly decorated living room to a garden as lovely as this. It's like this prison already has everything a mansion has. So if that's the case, should the prison be considered a mansion?
Surely enough, this is an ideal place to live in but for the nobility, it's not really a comfortable dwelling place to the point of calling it a home.
By the way, how's Ricdorian? I haven't seen him for about two weeks since the time I thought my brother and father had forgotten about me because I haven't received any letters. And even after a letter came, I didn't have the chance to visit him because I was sick.
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Chapter 17 – Lavish Prison Life (4)
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Not to mention, there have been slight changes on the guards' timetable, which made it even more difficult for me to visit him. So now. I was waiting for Han's turn in supervising this side of the prison.
Frankly speaking, since Hans and I were closer than before, he tends to overlook more things than the other guards. Plus, I can easily bribe him with high-class cigarettes.
"Look, the ground dried up quickly. Oh, my gosh! When the sun's heat is too strong, it becomes the skin's enemy."
"Sally's skin is white enough, though." I said and smiled at her, who was walking beside me. She was a prisoner that was situated in a nearby room.
"Well." She grinned. Her red hair and the slight freckles on her face made her look charming and cute.
"On days like this, I want to beat my brother who put me in his place."
"He deserves it."
Sally's brother embezzled taxes, but he couldn't go to jail because he was the breadwinner of the family, so they decided to send someone of his blood instead, and that was his sister, Sally.
"I'm afraid that if I go back, he won't be able to save his third leg. I will surely cut it off."
"…Well, Sally, come to think of it, even though you're here, you have gotten closer with the knights. Your stay here isn't really that bad."
Her words were so intense. Thanks to her brother, who suddenly got into trouble, the young lady, who was about to get married, had her last name retained instead of changing it into the last name of her significant other. Maybe that's why she was so angry about being imprisoned.
I was about to go back when she grabbed my wrist. Oh my gosh, the guards might complain since we've been out for two long hours.
"What is it?"
She widely opened her round eyes as if she had seen a horrible thing. I wondered what was wrong so I followed her gaze, and immediately opened my eyes wide in surprise.
A group of people were walking on the other side of the garden.
"Isn't that a mid-level guard?"
Among the guards, there was one wearing a blue suit which indicates that he was a mid-level knight.
Due to the nature of Kambrakam, several prisoners were not allowed to gather during their walk in order to prevent any attempts of escaping. Additionally, prisoners don't have any care for petty criminals and some lazy aristocrats which is why it is rare to see a lot of prisoners crowding like that.
I soon discovered a relatively small figure among the crowd.
It was Ricdorian.
"Hey, that's a familiar cloth…" He was holding the shawl I had given him on my last visit and was looking like a scared puppy as of the moment.
"Are they having a walk?"
"I think so."
I was surprised at Lenag's course of action. He said that when the rain stops, Ricdorian can take a walk. The funny thing is that I didn't expect him to do it so soon.
I soon stared at Ricdorian with absurd eyes…What kind of walk is that? This is crazy!
I heard murmurs from the other prisoners and also, there are too many knights on guard who're prepared in case he makes a wrong move.
In addition, the men who surrounded Ricdorian all looked masculine and tough. Though he was unusually physically fit for a 16-year-old teenager, the number of guards around him are too many. Isn't this too much for just a mere walk?
"That's not a walk, it's just a one minute stroll before the lynch."
I looked at them with a slight frown.
"I agree."
I cursed Lenag in my head at what I saw. He really doesn't care about this young prisoner. Ricdorian may have developed claustrophobia during his imprisonment and might be the reason why he's acting like this.
Furthermore, I've never seen him outside since I came into this novel, and this is probably the very first walk that he did inside Kambrakam but everything turned out like a monkey walk performance.
I kept cursing Lenag in my mind but I came to realize that no matter how many times I execrated him, he already had his fair share of the deal. He let Ricdorian go outside but… the walk looks suffocating. I can't stand this.
As far as I can tell, it seems that Lenag and Chaser held hands in screwing with Ricdorian. Which was too conspicuous.
There were a lot of prisoners whispering trying to find out Ricdorian's crime. I was gathering any ideas and excuses in my mind in order to be able to go towards him but, realizing the series of events occuring, I hesitated a bit.
Because of this, I'm confused if I would be able to approach him. I am not confident going through that crowd. Also, I was kind of worried because I didn't know if he was a beast or a rational person at this moment. Looking at them, I don't know what to think anymore.
But suddenly, our eyes met.
His blue eyes held me, and I could see it shaking, even when I stood on this side of the garden, which is not far away from him.
"Iana, Iana, that's a chain, right?"
"Yes, it looks like it."
And the way he flinched… I knew it! He's not a beast right now, he's a rational person.
"…completely restrained and suppressed."
He wore a belt around his neck, handcuffs around his wrist, and clasped claws on his feet. The chain attached to the belt in his neck was held by a guard standing next to him. And it could be perceived that they were having a transportation, not a walk.
"I just asked the guard about that prisoner, and he said he was a magic criminal."
"Ah." I replied blankly.
The prisoners who were crowding that moment left, one by one. Which is a good thing because it would lessen the suffocation Ricdorian might be feeling right now.
Sally, who was shaking my arm, went to another prisoner named Aegean when I showed a little response. I was left there alone and took a step while looking at Ricdorian. I was trying to get close to him.
The heck!
What happened made me blink my eyes. What's this? How could he?!
Ricdorian turned his back on me.
"What the…"
I stared sharply at the back of Ricdorian who was walking fast.
"Ah, prisoner! Hey! Slow down…"
The guards followed his fast-paced steps and almost fell down as they tried to keep up with him. They also seemed to be not in the mood.
As soon as my eyes met with his, Ricdiorian hurriedly ran away.
"…why is he running away?"
I was suddenly filled with embarrassment. I felt repugnant. How can he treat someone, who let him take a walk that way?!
It's the only opportunity he'll have where a villain agreed to let him enjoy his freedom and let him breathe some fresh air outside his cell.
What's wrong with him? I tilt my head to question myself and soon turn my back. I'm so confused right now.
I don't know why this is happening. And I will definitely ask him about it.
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Chapter 18 – Will I get imprisoned once again if we do something improper? (1)
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"I'm here to ask something."
As soon as he heard my voice, he tilted his head, and looked at me. His blue eyes speak a thousand words as it stares at me. He looked troubled and wondered about my sudden arrival.
I am so lucky his rational side is awake today, I thought to myself. Thinking about getting some good responses from him makes me exhilarated.
"Yes, yes, what is it?"
"Don't get red. I haven't done anything yet." He flinched at my sudden bluntness.
"Well, what are we going to do then…"
"What were you doing a while ago? It was a complete mess. You're making a big deal out of it."
"Oh, oh, oh, no!"
What was he thinking? He was acting like I made a bad decision by making him walk outside. As if it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have experienced that kind of walk that is worse than an animal's quadrupedalism. Moreover, I haven't done anything to him, but the way he responds to every move I do, people will think I'm bullying him.
I looked at him with absurd eyes and squatted down to level my face with him.
"Oh, C'mon. I know it's hard…"
Actually, I ran as fast as I can in here, which left me gasping in air. I was worried as to why he walked so fast and avoided me. I thought he had a problem or maybe he got sick because of the new experience.
I felt guilty and responsible for what had happened as I was the one who asked Lenag to let him take a walk outside, if that could really be considered a walk. Now I'm just glad nothing serious has happened. I've learned my lesson.
To be certain, I scanned Ricdorian meticulously from head to toe, never missing a single spot of his body. He looks fine. However, after examining him, I was welcomed by his face that became redder than before.
"Why the hell are you turning red? Was it because I am looking at you?"
Even if I am treated like a pervert, I still wanna know why. Was it because he's not comfortable with my gaze? Am I even doing things right?
Then suddenly, he pursed his lips.
"Well. If you make eye contact… Uh, ah."
"I'm listening."
"No one ever looked at me in the eye…"
He hesitated. So I stared at him, whose face was now hidden in the shawl, but his eyes were peeking. But soon, he removed the cloth covering his eyes and looked at me, perhaps because I didn't respond to what he just said.
"Amazing… Are you curious?"
Ricdorian moved his lips.
"Can I be curious?" He said that and quickly hid his face again, embarrassed.
The moment I saw his red lips glistening under the shawl I gave him, I quickly turned my eyes away from it.
Oops, that's enough staring. Ricdorian had a smooth and pale complexion. His lips were as red as a freshly picked rose and so was his cheeks. I think I'll feel strange if I keep looking at him.
Frankly speaking, when I read the novel, I liked the appearance of the adult Ricdorian, and did not care about his teenage look. But what I am seeing right now is something that is ethereal. His whole being takes my breath away…
It must be due to the fact that this male protagonist doesn't have a face that could be compared to a mere human being. He's more like a celestial being with an exquisite beauty that is out of this world.
"I see, Uhm. Oh, I gotta go. I just came here in a hurry because I was wondering what happened."
His shoulder, wrapped in a blanket, flinched a little as he heard me. But before I could take a step, he lifted his body up a little, making me turn around. I looked at his finger in daze.
He slightly looked at me in the eyes, holding only a tiny area of my cloth, so small that I wondered if an ant could walk in.
"Go?"
Actually, I was in a hurry, because I only asked an ample time from Hans to go in Ricdorian's cell and check on him.
After he saw me nod, he looked up even more, somewhat disheartened. His silvery hair swayed and his bluish eyes stood out even more with his gesture. With all of his aspects, he could easily beguile someone's heart.
"Why…"
Those tantalizing eyes that held mine seem blinding at this moment.
"…you didn't come?" I swallowed hard, a little tense with where this is going.
"Oh, when?"
"For the last weeks, in my room…"
Wait…. What do you mean? In my room? Why use such misleading words?
He blinked, with tears clinging at the corner of his eyes.
I soon realized what he meant. Oh. But, wait a minute. Oh no, hold on.
"…I've been waiting."
Will I get imprisoned once again if we do something improper things right here?
I quickly gathered myself when I saw Ricdorian rubbing his eyes and wiping his tears that flowed down his cheeks. He looked like a crying little kid whose lollipop was stolen. But he's not a kid nor does he have a lollipop, so why was he crying?
For a while, I am uncertain if I'm emotionally stable as I couldn't keep up with the male lead's emotional changes. Because of this I have a doubt, but… Yes, I am still capable of handling adversity and withstand difficult situations. To boot, I still feel sadness and grief whenever I think of the movie 'A Dog of Flander'…even so, why did I think of a dog? I must be out of my mind.
The Ricdorian who desperately covered his red face with his palm, made the sound of the steel chain clank loudly.
"…will this be our last?"
Hearing those words from him who was weeping like an abandoned puppy, made my heart heavy. I squatted back immediately right in front of him.
"Nope. I didn't say anything." I said, trying to console him.
I kept interfering with his life and as a consequence he has hit the bullseye as I am now having a soft spot for him.
I felt a bit sorry for him. I clearly understand every bit of what he was feeling right now. It's the first time he had ever felt this way in his entire life, right? And It was so strange to hear such words from him, who had never done anything for the past month except for crying and growling.
I have no idea why I ended up playing the role of the heroine just for this time. It's the heroine's job to save him and tame his beast side. But maybe, even if I help him ease his feelings just for now, he would forget this occurrence after a long period of time.
I feel a little lighthearted knowing that I am not the chosen one. I recognize my limitations in helping him because I know that I wouldn't be the one to free him.
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Chapter 19 – Will I get imprisoned once again if we do something improper? (2)
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"Walk, was it that bad?"
"A walk?" He grinned slightly, wiping his tears away.
"That's what I asked from the head guard, to let you have some walk.." His eyes, still full of tears, looked at me with confusion. But I returned it with a bright smile to ease the shaking of his blue eyes.
I'm not capable of anything. If I touch that shackle on his neck, it won't open and the rose pattern won't stop. That's why I'm relieved. For the meantime, I can only appreciate his beauty and be his aid.
Yeah, that's it. That's the only thing I can accomplish as a side character.
"How about a 'Thank you'?" I hesitated a bit to say those words.
But he suddenly walked on his knees. Wait a minute. No, don't walk like that! You're not an animal! I wanted to tell him but…
"…you?"
"If you're asking if it's true, Then I would say yes. But can you ask me using human words, not just by means of eye contact?"
"Out…outside."
"Yes. Outside. Was it nice?" He nodded as a response to what I had asked him.
I gazed proudly at the wet nod. Yes, this is what I wanted to do. It's a fate that will pass by anyway. I'm also very happy for this run-through experience.
Won't it be a win-win situation?
In fact, the novel is shorter than any other commonly read novels. Therefore, the sexual union of the protagonists were immediately done after he was released from the shackles.
We all know that love is good, but they could have enjoyed a little bit more of small happiness by doing other things. But what do you expect? This is a rated-19 novel so readers might have expected a conjugation soon. That's what it's supposed to be.
Same as the heroine, I saw Ricdorian in a cell too, but that was because I had read this novel and knew about him. While theirs are the work of fate.
"Let's take a walk together next time." Speaking of it, I felt like what we will be doing is a dog walk. Maybe because I'm looking at him still kneeling like a dog. But still, I want to do this.
His shaking gaze calmed down and turned to me.The mere sight of him made me sweat.
Not long after, he wet his lips with his tongue. Unconsciously, my eyes rested on those lips.
"Mas.. Master, what do you call it?"
"Me? Uh-uh. Well take a walk together…but…Master?"
"In, in, interested!"
"What a lame joke." I laughed. Why would he call me Master?
I was puzzled when I saw that he's still not releasing me. So I glanced at his hand and poked the back of it.
"When are you going to let go of me?" His hand was still holding onto the hem of my clothes.
It's difficult to break off his hold, he's a mobster so I tickled the back of his hand with my fingers, and then slipped it down, liberating the trim.
"Oh, oh, I didn't do anything."
"You're the one who's holding my clothes like this!"
"Not a, ha…ha…no hands."
"What? So you're the only one who was allowed to touch anything or whatever you like?"
When I touched his fingertips with mine, Ricodorian was startled.
"…well, not that."
It's cute to keep teasing him. I wanna try touching once more because he keeps acting like a naive baby kitten. I giggled at that thought, while covering my mouth.
"Unfair.." Because I laughed at him, he just turned his head.
"Next time when you take a walk, don't run away."
"Arff!"…when did you become a dog?
I laughed at him absurdly. I don't know if it's intentional, but I'm sure he will turn into a beast at an exquisite timing.
Before I knew it, the blush disappeared from his face. I looked at his fierce eyes on the spot as his rational side retreated after sunset.
I narrowed my eyes and looked at him.
"You don't listen to anything you don't want to hear, is that it?"
"Ruff! ruff, ruff?"…This young man is talking nonsense only when it's convenient. Aish!
Hey! I tried to bark with him in a fit of anger, but I changed my mind and turned my back.
The day I took a walk with Ricdorian came earlier than I thought.
"Long time no see. Iana." The guard greeted me gladly.
To my surprise, it was not difficult walking with Ricdorian. Beforehand, I was worried that I might be a burden to the guards surrounding the young man and then be rejected and ignored by them, but I was unexpectedly placed together with him in the center.
Furthermore, from time to time, the other guards that I knew greeted me as we approached each other and most of them were those who had received something from me.
My capitalist smile was winning over me.
"I haven't been going to the laundry room lately. I'm sorry."
"You don't feel bad about anything else, not me?"
After exchanging a few words with the laundry guard who brought me new clothes, I glanced at Ricdorian. The boy was waiting for me, along with the guards surrounding him, and turned his face away the moment our eyes met.
"Hi."
Hmph! Why is he averting his eyes?
Whenever our eyes met, he would always look away, spinning his head, and stare blankly at the other side. But I would always catch him looking at me before he averts his gaze.
What's the matter with him again? Thinking about something like this, throbs my temple.
"Don't you feel uncomfortable with this?"
When I got back to him, I immediately asked him and tapped the handcuffs, which were clenched against his wrists.
"I…I'm not uncomfortable…"
After saying those, he nodded visibly, making sure that I could see it. But in his nod, I saw his red ears peeking through his silver hair.
The prisoners in Kambrakam were so eager to find out the real identity of Ricdorian after his first appearance on the outside. But after a few days of searching, it seemed that no one was able to gather information regarding him. This just indicates that the real identity of Ricdorian must be a classified information. Furthermore, the guards only knew Ricdorian as a prisoner with 'magic crime'.
A Magic Crime Prisoner was specifically a prisoner involved in heavy law offenses, and was classified as a prisoner who often caused uproars and sudden outbursts.
The number of people who were watching might still be wondering about him.
On the other hand, I realized, as I entered the walls of these guards, that it was not as threatening as I had seen it from the outside.
However, just in case Ricdorian tends to be aggressive, I'm hoping that no one would get hurt, especially the ones who get near us.
"But what's that on your neck?" I tilted my head then looked at Ricdorian's neck, also wondered what that thing was.
His neck was filled with another kind of shackle other than those he wore since he was born. It looks more like a necklace.
Soon, the guard next to him answered back.
"It's a necklace especially created for magic criminals. It activates whenever the prisoner turns wild and violent. Though, it is also a useful tool to prevent them from running away and escaping."
I looked more clearly on the necklace. Iron…It is made of iron.
The guard grabbed the chain that he was holding, and Ricdorian groaned as he was strangled, "It's just a small thing but with a very big purpose."
Chapter 20 – The Impoverished Ricdorian Is In Full Swing (1)
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Seeing the guard haul the chain roughly, annoyed the hell out of me. Can't he see that Ricdorian was being asphyxiated in this instant?
"Wow, I see. It's amazing." The prisoners who were crowding exclaimed as if they were in a circus, unbothered by the forlorn situation of the young prisoner.
How pathetic, making someone's suffering their own source of glee!
While they were busy laughing, I figured out the chain loosened a little bit, which eases the tightness around Ricdorian's neck…I didn't like the forced treatment that the guard just did. I know this was a prison but still, treating prisoners harshly is exorbitant.
"If you pull the chain like this during a sudden paroxysm, the magic of the necklace will naturally occur…"
The guard continued giving explanations without being asked. I grimaced.
Show off!
"Aha."
I'm not interested at all and I don't even give a darn thing about it. He can do his act all day for all I care as long as he's not dragging Ricdorian into this.
The jailer who was talking was a little young. Maybe the same age as me. Must be why he's loving all the attention he's getting.
In a moment, I watched Ricdorian while the guard was still busy attracting the other prisoners with his explanations, whose cheeks blush subtly.
Ricdorian was staring at the garden, his deep blue entrancing eyes were full of innocence like a new born baby who had never seen the sky or the earth.
Is this really his first time relishing such experience?
Looking at him, I felt so peaceful– as if I am a mother watching her kid chase a butterfly in a park. I took my time looking at him tenderly who has now gotten quite fond with his surroundings.
"Ricdorian?"
At that moment, I saw his back bent. Unlike the usual, he quivered briefly. It was different from the way he looked at me before, scared and waving.
However, not long after that, came the loud roar of a familiar beast coming from Ricdorian's mouth. I pulled back quickly and stared at him, mystified.
What's happening? Why did he tremble like that? Did he change without any warnings? The atmosphere was so bizarre. Something feels odd for some reason.
"Grrr."
"It's a paroxysm!"
"It's an outrage! Pick up your sword!"
The guards lifted their swords calmly but some did not take them out as they didn't want to hurt the other convicts as well as the feral magic prisoner. I've only seen incidents like this in movies. Seeing it personally isn't really that awkward since they are all knights.
"The magical prisoner has turned wild. Get everything ready! Arthur!"
Anton Lee, a senior jail warden, was the one who did the command. Shortly, someone gave him a quick answer. It was the youngest guard who boasted and explained everything about the binding necklace earlier.
"Activate the necklace!"
"Yes, Sir! Hey, stay still! Stop!" Arthur shouted as he heard the commander and tightly pulled the chain connected on Ricdorian's necklace.
"Huh, what's wrong with this?" He asked as nothing happened.
Maybe they didn't know how to trigger it. But, not long after, I felt the guards around me panicked.
I know that the necklace needs to be activated, but I am also oblivious how. I can't be of any help right now.
"Bad luck, the magic doesn't work!"
"What?"
Others rushed in, pulling the chain and shouted words I can't fathom, however, they were inept of controlling the raging beast.
In the meantime, Ricdorian, who was confronted by another guard, swung his arm which made the guard and his sword fly to the side in an instant….and then everything turned bloody.
It took less than a minute for most of the guards to lie on the ground. Some of them were mid-level knights. And even the best ones were barely holding on to their numerical dominance against a sixteen year old boy.
"The magic prisoner, don't let him go! Don't let him go near any inmates. Ah!"
"No!"
The truculent Ricdorian was so occupied with his surroundings that no one could ignore his presence.
The moment I decided to step back, I saw the chain swung in front of me. I alternately gazed at the snarling Rickedoran and the guards and then quickly grabbed the chain. Now what? Is this my moment now?
I looked blankly at the white-tinged chains. Why did it suddenly change color? I was flabbergasted. Is this normal?
My eyes met with the different staggered and agape faces of the guards and prisoners when they saw me get a hold of the chain. The commander of the guards immediately screamed.
"That's it Iana! Shout now!"
"Eh, eh? What, what are you talking about?"
"Anything is good! Hurry!"
He said before he was confronted again by Ricdorian, and then fell to the ground.
Rickedoran all of a sudden turned his glare towards me.
Did he see me now? This is bad. My defenses are down. The immensity of the bloodlust and salaciousness he had was different. It's not comparable to the one I perceived in the basement. It is more than that! It's immensely dangerous!
I don't know what made him so violent. There was a story in the book about his "aggressiveness." It was said that they lose their memories of being a beast.
Ricdorian stamped his foot, facing me.
"Anything! Shout! Say it now!"
Despite the fervent cries of the commander, Ricdorian still rushed to where I am. I closed my eyes tightly, rattled with what I should say.
"Uhm, Ah, sit down!"
The surroundings went silent for a few seconds…. Is it over? I opened my eyes, still blurry, and looked at the chain. I turned my eyes to Ricdorian and saw him sitting down on the ground. What…what is this?
"Be vigilant! Keep on shouting!"
What? And just like the guard's words, Ricdorian rose from his seat. As if he was not bothered by it and was not influenced by it at all.
"Uh, get down!"
Boom!
"Roll! stand up! Sit down! Roll again!"
He surrenders with my every command.
When he came back to his senses after the ecstatic shouting, the devastated surroundings became quiet. The fine dirt pit was already at the ground, and the people around were staring at me with pale eyes, manifesting the emotion of fear and bewilderness.
And I slowly looked down because of embarrassment instead of looking back at them.
Sob…Sob..Crying…Weeping.
I slowly swept my face away, staring at the male protagonist, exposing his belly while squalling.
…What kind of idiot is this?
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