Chapter 202
Chapter 202
Surprisingly, talking about my miserable slave days wasn’t as painful as I thought. It was a story about how I overcame the trauma of that time. Rather, Ridrian, who listened to my past story, was disappointed that I couldn’t end the punishment of Hedin Russen, my previous master, with my own hands.
“As expected, he should have been killed before becoming a demon.”
“But you said his soul was completely annihilated.”
“Still…”
I smiled slightly at his excessive reaction, which made me feel good. He also took my story of remembering my past life calmly.
“Are you not really surprised?”
“Well, you saving me when I was a child is much more surprising.”
“…I guess that’s true.”
Perhaps it was because it was a world where gods, magic, and different races existed, but Ridrian’s acceptance of mysterious things was different. Or maybe it was because he was a different race himself, possessing the power of a demon. And when I mentioned my deceased family, whom I had supported and worked for, he furrowed his brow.
“From now on, don’t work overtime.”
“I have to finish my work before leaving. Then, please hire more assistants.”
“…I’ll think about it.”
Even though he showed a displeased expression, the way that Ridrian nodded silently was lovely. Suddenly, I felt how much I loved him and how much I was loved by him.
Lastly, I revealed the most important story that I had kept as a secret for a long time…
The story that this world was exactly the same as the novel I read in my past life. The story that the protagonists of that book were Ridrian and Eris. And even the ending of that book. Ridrian listened to my story silently until the end, and then smiled sarcastically.
“So that’s why you reacted so sensitively to Lady Deron.”
“Huh? Yes, that’s right. It’s okay now because I know how much Rian cares about me.”
“I’ve never even thought about something like that.”
“Isn’t it strange that this world is just like the story in the book?”
“Well, there’s not much I can say about that… No, it’s definitely strange.”
Ridrian’s expression suddenly became serious. He tapped his index finger on my knee.
“Why is that?”
“Do you remember the day I had a nightmare a few days before you left the palace?”
“A nightmare?”
Come to think of it, I remembered. After the very beginning, when we slept together, Reidrian had never had a nightmare. But that day, he had a nightmare and even seemed to be suffering from it.
“Wasn’t it Lilliana’s dream?”
As I tilted my head, Ridrian’s complexion darkened.
“I… ”
“Ridrian?”
No wonder he couldn’t easily continue his words. He pressed his lips for a while and struggled to speak. Even then, his voice trembled thinly.
“It was a dream where I killed you with my own hands. It was terrible.”
“Oh.”
I immediately recognized what he was talking about. In the original story, I clearly die at the hands of Ridian, followed by Eris.
“But Rian saw that scene in a dream?”
That was definitely strange. It was a story that only I knew from the book in this world. I hadn’t even told Ridian about that part earlier, as it would make him sad even though it was a fabricated story.
“What kind of influence have I had? Or maybe the original story wasn’t just an ordinary book?”
I considered various possibilities, but I couldn’t figure out the answer. Should I pray to Theres to ask and see if she can provide an answer later? At that moment, Ridrian spoke to me with a still-shaky voice.
“What are you thinking?”
Suddenly, I realized that his hand had grown cold. I held onto his hand tightly with both of mine. It seemed that I had been lost in thought for too long without saying anything.
“I’m okay, Rian. It was just a dream. Look, I’m here in front of you, perfectly fine. Can you feel my hand?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Okay.”
I wonder if he was worried. He hugged me tightly and lay in bed, just like last night. He didn’t move for a long time. I also stayed still, feeling his warmth. The faint sunlight seeping through the curtains indicated that it was morning.
It seemed like more time had passed than I thought.
Feeling a little bored, I lay still and fiddled with Ridrian’s hair. He seemed to sense the sensation of my hand and soon brought my hand to his palm and gave it a short kiss. I felt warmth in my chest from the affection I felt from this small action.
Ridrian murmured with half-closed eyes.
“I’m sleepy.”
I smiled softly and asked him.
“Me too. It seems like it’s already morning outside, but should we just sleep like this? I’ll wake you up if necessary.”
“I think the best thing about being an emperor is that you can sleep whenever you want,” he said in a melancholy tone.
I chuckled at his sleepy words. He slowly lowered his eyelids and soon fell asleep with a soft snore. His defenseless face was incredibly lovely.
My precious Ridrian could only sleep by my side. Will he ever be able to sleep comfortably anywhere, like in the story? If that happens, I will surely be happy because it will be evidence that I am a source of strength for him.
“Sleep well, Rian.”
I stroked his soft hair and soon fell into a deep sleep. It was a time where we had opened up everything to each other, and we had become a little more special to each other.
And I had a feeling that when I woke up, a lot of things were going to start changing.