The Escape of Layla

"... eh"

Soon, it seems I was asleep. I remember all the way around I haven't been in a carriage in a long time, but I don't remember anything after that. I shuddered at the lack of defense while I slept in front of His Highness, who would be after my life, no matter how much my body was reaching its limits.

There's a strangely dim, fluffy, good-quality bed hitting my back in front of me. When I woke up slowly with my hands on the bed as it was, I had the feeling that both legs would be drawn to whether it was a residue that ran at all costs, and dull pain ran at my fingertips. Speaking of which, did you choke dirt with your bare hands and your nails peel off?

The room, unwillingly quiet, was quite large, with the light of the blue and white moon shining. Make sure you carry that light, eyes to eyes with the young man who sits by the bedside, shook his shoulders unexpectedly.

"Are you awake?"

The comfortable slightly lower voice undoubtedly belongs to His Highness. I don't really see that look in the backlight, but I also felt like I was laughing somehow. Strange, though His Highness rarely laughs.

"... where the hell is this place? For what cause am I captured?"

I had just woken up, but I was reminded of the different fears of the fugitive play that had happened before I went to sleep, and thanks to that I was able to quickly grasp the situation. Perhaps I was captured. With some kind of sin that I have no idea.

The garments had been replaced with pure white pieces of slightly better quality for wearing to sinners. Handling is applied to fingertips and injured areas.

But above all, I was concerned that the pendant that Mr. Leanhardt gave me was missing. These days, it's something I've been wearing except when I sleep, so I'm kind of uncomfortable without a pendant.

"It doesn't matter where we are. But you can answer the latter question."

As always, it doesn't make you feel emotional, says His Highness in a pale tone. I wondered what I would be told and looked up at His Highness's face, not well seen in the backlight, and waited to continue.

"Your sin is to abandon me and flee."

"Huh...?

Instantly I don't understand what words mean and I get confused. His Royal Highness gazed at this one with cold eyes as if to mock me like that, putting his hand on the bed and stuffing the distance slightly.

"Where were you going? Outside the country? Were you trying to cross the ocean? Or were you going to go to your lover's?

They make me question attacked and wander my gaze without knowing how to answer it.

"Could you please explain from the words that I... abandoned His Highness?

"Oh, you don't even know that. That means I didn't care for you."

It was a somewhat hateful voice. I can't think from His Highness, who can't read emotions, but has always been calm and deposited as perseverance.

"... Your Highness?

"Well, look, already... Even if I didn't care for you, you can't leave this room anyway."

"What do you mean?

"You don't have to know."

Again, I look over to the room where I am now. After all, it was a luxurious, spacious room that didn't deserve to keep the sinners. Isn't it bigger than the Duke's private room? It is built to never feel blocked, thanks also to a large glass window that can be said to be a wall.

From a distance, I found that all the conditioning products were first-class and only new. Besides, embroidered pieces and lace hanging cloths decorated everywhere are just brilliantly suited to my taste and make me feel like a room reserved for me.

And yet, how can I feel so breathless?

I caught a glimpse of His Majesty in awe. I don't even know what the strong emotions that live in those eyes come from. It's been a long time since I could read His Highness's will, but I've never thought I'd know more about His Highness.

His Highness said it was a sin for me to flee His Highness. Does that mean that you are angry that I have also forgotten my loyalty to the royal family, thrown out the Duke's duties and fled?

Although it is more likely that she brought me back because it is bad to hear that my lovely Rose fruit sister ran away.

If you think about it, the questions will remain, but will you be satisfied at once?

The ladies who have been close to me will not think well of Rose. In addition, if I were to dazzle the whereabouts, it's not hard to imagine the ladies saying even one of their dislikes to Rose. Rose, who didn't find that interesting, may have asked His Highness to bring me back. I am so childish, but I think Rose's behavior so far could be done.

But for that there were many disturbing parts of His Highness's words. There is even a statement as if you had captured me in this room. Besides, I wonder what that unusual, until strong emotion is directed at me. I feel unconscious.

Maybe this is getting worse than I think.

"... Again, could you just tell us why I shouldn't be out of this room"

It seems painful to defy His Highness's words, but I can't decide how to shake myself for not knowing it. I wanted to prepare my mind, even if someone had embedded me in some sin and there was no escape anymore.

"To never let you get away again."

"Is there any inconvenience for Your Highness when I run away...? I am very sorry to have abandoned my duties as Duke's Lady, but if you are angry about that, let me return to the Duke's house for a moment."

"- I wasn't looking for you for that matter."

He was still a pale voice, but I can tell if he's been by his side for years. that the voice contains a definite frustration. But there are too few clues that I've tried to find out why His Highness is so frustrated.

What the hell does Your Highness want from me? I was brought to a luxurious room in vain without knowing why, and I feel only a certain creepy.

I wonder why you don't say anything when you're supposed to hate me enough to make me point the sword of an escort knight.

"... if you can't tell me why, I don't know what to do next."

"I just need you to stay here"

"Do nothing, like you're here, you say?

"Yes."

"I don't remember committing so many sins"

"... don't you like this place so much?

"Where shall we find those who are brought here without understanding why, even guilt, deceived and shut up, and rejoiced"

I accidentally gave it back to him sarcastically. He became very emotional after three months of peaceful King of Illusions capital life. It would have been very inconceivable to return sarcastic words to His Highness before.

"If it's a sin, I already said it."

Two, your Highness's right hand is stretched out on my wrist and out of balance so that it is pushed down as it is. All too suddenly, I opened my eyes and looked up at His Highness. It is by no means a strong force, but the situation cannot swallow and has not led to resistance.

"... Leila is surprised that way. Beautiful flax eyes look good, not bad"

At the fingertips of the hands of those not accompanied by my wrist, His Highness glanced through the abyss of my eyes. The same goes for you when you get me. If that's a habit, I think it's a pretty bad hobby. Does Rose do something similar?

No, I wouldn't imitate it to frighten the pretty Rose. Probably tyranny because I hate it.

"Your sin is that you ran away from me. That's everything."

The fingertips that accompanied the abyss of my eyes glide through the contours of my face. Mouth repeated questions over and over again, breathing and enduring the feeling.

"... how could that be so sinful that it would be closed?

His Royal Highness smiled all the way down the edge, holding a strong emotion of incomprehensibility in his pale eyes. That's already horrible.

"... because you are mine"

If I tell you so, Your Highness scratched up my flax forehead and dropped his mouth on the scar that lingered. The trick is really polite, and if it was me two years ago, I should have been so happy to rise, now I just remember the shock.

The emotion in His Highness's eyes is obsession.

When I realized that, I couldn't say anything anymore. Where the hell did I go wrong? Have I done enough to always remind His Grace of her obsession so far? His Royal Highness loves Rose, so this obsession cannot be affection. In that case, there couldn't have been anything on my mind.

However, my hunch seems to have been hit.

I seem to be in a much worse situation than I thought.