Then, as a lord, I was involved in the consular government.
... That said, it doesn't change what you do.
Every day they chase me to the office, every day I head to the executive desk.
Especially... although there is plenty of room because no one brings tea unlike in the past.
There was an official announcement that Lady Leticia would take the throne.
Apparently, after a year of service to Dean's mourning, there will be a crowning ceremony.
As a lord too, I attend the ceremony then.
The first official event since I became a lord...... I mean, it's a revelation ceremony for me too.
... a year, huh?
Well, I exhaled.
It's already been weeks since that guy disappeared...... I feel like a long time has passed.
As Mother used to say, pain runs on her chest when she is normal.
But... even the pain is serious because it feels lovely.
"... to which, my lady?
When I walked out the door, Tanya was just about to enter the room with the paperwork.
"Take a walk. I'm moving my body a little bit."
"Well, I'll be with you..."
"It's okay. Because it's only in the mansion."
That's what I said. I put her down and went outside.
Evergreen air envelops me gently.
If I stretched out, I heard a pounding and an unattractive bone.
I knew when I was just facing my desk, my body wouldn't harden...... I'd heal my heart in a beautiful garden with that in mind.
"Good weather......"
If you look up, a clear and beautiful blue sky.
"... is there a Dean somewhere in that sky?
Squeeze your pocket watch as you accidentally whine to yourself like that.
He's watching me from the sky... Though I really believed in that idea like a gaga story.
... No, you want to believe something like that.
"... no. You're not in the sky."
Someone from behind returns the word to my soliloquy like that.
To that familiar voice, for a moment, I solidified.
... I can't believe it.
"Liar......"
At last, I wonder if I've heard the phantom, and sober I crave me trembling with joy.
But the voice continues, as if to mock me like that.
"... I'm sorry, ma'am. I told you all the lies."
Polarity and tears overflow from my eyes.
It's not a mistake to hear.... not to mention it wasn't even an illusion.
"It's... what lies?
My voice, it trembles.
"A lot, there is. An identity, a son of the Chamber of Commerce. That I pretended to be okay when I heard you were going to marry me. And then that I'm dead."
"It's all good..."
I looked back and ran and jumped into his chest.
Definitely...... it was him.
He... it's Alfred Dean Tasmeria.
To that warm body temperature, to the sound of my chest, my tear glands collapsed.
He's alive... alive! and.
"There's nothing more you want than to be alive..."
He also turns his hand around my back.
The hand is shaking, I'm sure, it's not my fault.
Extremely impressed, I hold my hand in my arms with strength.
I want to realize that he does exist here.
Hold each other and share that temperature.
I missed you...... I missed you!
I really can't help it.
Though I thought I would never see him again, I still asked for him and was in his shadow.
Gently let go of my body just a little bit and I put my hand on his cheek.
"But why...?
"I hit the flow arrow, it's true. I've been dying.... but it was worth the doctor's effort and breathed back. Well, before that, the information that I was dead reached the Royal Palace."
"Well...... are you okay now?... What hurts?
"It's okay now. No sequelae."
That's what he said, he laughed. I exhale ho.
"Yes... good"
"The only thing I know about breathing back is the doctor who was seeing me.... because I stopped talking."
"How could that be?
"Letty, I have to turn to the king. I told him to pull in because he was going to be king. I was wondering if it would be just right for her to take the throne. In fact, she already has the key figures in the royal palace, so she may be confused when she returns."
With that said, Dean smiles with pleasure.
"Do what you want, but my sister told me. Then I wanted to work here."
Grab my hand that Dean was on his cheek.
"Until now, I thought my future would be either to be king or to die. There was no such thing as painting an otherwise future. Everything, to be king… I've just been involved with my surroundings for that"
I was listening quietly to the discharge in his heart.
"But... when I was here, I wasn't. There was always something ahead that should have been on my mind. And I just enjoyed working with you purely..."
"Dean......"
It was, like, a confession.
As I listened to his words, my breasts remained thrilled all the time.
"I wish. I wanted it. Other than that, the future. You and I want to create a future we've never seen or imagined."
There is strength in his hand that grabs my hand.
"Until now it has been a short-term employment contract...... from now on, I want you to let me work here forever. Do you still have that seat for me, the ghost?
"... Huh! Yeah, of course."
Surely he's supposed to be dead, he doesn't have a certain identity.
But what do you say it is?
Once I tasted that despair, I even felt like I wouldn't be in the middle of a struggle, such as some struggle.
With my hand in my hand, Dean kneels.
It is as if, in the midst of the miga, the knight would fu to the princess.
"Hey... Dean!
To his sudden behavior, I raised my voice as I blacked and white my eyes.
However, he smiles at the sum and shakes his head beside him.
And the next moment, with a strong eye, he looked at me.
In those eyes, my consciousness is entangled.
"... I love you"
And to his words, once again, I am dismayed.
Undecorative, it was a short word.
But I couldn't stop crying at the thought of the words.
"I've told you all the lies. Besides, I have no official identity in the world and an unfulfilled ghost who never comes to the table. It would be a lot of hard work. But... I don't want to pretend to be you anymore. I love you, Truth. I can't give up, even if I know I'll have a hard time with you. With you, I want to walk away from this. Please, will you live the rest of your life with me?
I listened to what he said...... I felt my face getting hot and red.
Happy, happy. My chest was full.
"You care about that."
I grabbed his hand.
"That's... hard to say for yourself, but the truth, it would be a hassle. First of all, a man who doesn't know him as the bone of any horse whose identity is uncertain is ineligible as the husband of a lord. Besides, the man has the right to inherit the throne that draws royal blood... he can never take the stage"
"For me, that's the thing. 'Cause I could be with you... I thought you were dead, with you. Before that miracle, they're nothing but' such things'. And..."
He was, to my words, eyes round as surprised.
Let him stand like that, and I jumped into his chest.
My taste as a lady and what I should be as a Duke's Lady had thrown me out into the universe at this point.
"Conversely, you chose me over the crown, didn't you? Even if you come back as king, I'm already a lord. I'm not going to give this status back, and I don't want to. … no matter how much I love you."
"Iris......"
"Me too, Dean. She's a very troublesome woman. Although I am very greedy and love you, I cannot change my path. For I love this land, and the people of this land."
That's all, I can't give in. No matter how much I love him.
"... I love Iris like that"
That's what I said, he was laughing.
"Dean......"
We stare at each other. The only thing in each other's eyes is each other.
"But just one thing, promise me"
With that said, he asks the continuation with a serious look.
"I've had a lot of those thoughts already. You never have to lie like I cry."
It was painful, it was hard, it didn't cut.
enough to rip my chest open.... I can't stand to think like that anymore.
"Of course. I'm sorry I lied to you."
Gently, now he put his hand on my cheek.
I lean my neck so that I can keep myself in its accompanying hands.
"... I want to walk with you, too. Closer than anyone. … I love you too"
Finally, I could say... I'm ashamed, those six letters.
My honest feelings...... this thought that overflows when it springs.
I was satisfied with the matter and my breath of relief leaked.
Softly his face approaches. I kept my eyes closed.
That's how we talk.
...... sweetie.
I thank him for his life, and for everything he's done to get here.
And at the same time... violent impulses ran through my mind.
My emotions are about to explode, so much so that I want to scream out.
I want everything about him to be my thing... so much so that I can't think of anything else.
I hope you think of me as much as I do when I'm about to drown in overflowing emotions.
... softly, we left.
"… for now, shall we go back"
If I keep doing this any longer, I'm going to drown, and I suggest as I feel ashamed.
"... right"
So agreed. His face is also slightly red.
That's cute and makes me laugh.
"I'm sure everyone will welcome you. Everyone was depressed when they heard you were dead."
"I don't know... I'd rather say I'm back from hell."
"Sure..."
We hold hands.
Your cheeks will loosen to the temperature coming from your fingertips.
I was wondering if I could walk away like this forever from now on.
"Come on, let's go! Dean."
"Yes."