The Escape of Layla

After the confession of the shock, His Highness told me to have breakfast, but very much not through his throat. But I had no choice but to drink a little soup and get forgiveness from Your Highness because it seemed like a sign that you would let me out of the room if I didn't eat anything. It was supposed to be a soup made by a leading chef, but it didn't taste anything, and the temperature forced into it just made me nauseous.

Then shortly afterwards, a few of His Highness's escort knights brought Rose, tied to a chain, into the room where I was. The escort knights throw Rose to the floor in a mess and she just leaves the room. Rose was shaking, wrapped around a piece that looked bad quality to see, and her hands and feet, which were as beautiful as dolls, were painfully engraved with wounds. Even though you can never say you're a close sister, you look like you're inadvertently inviting pity.

Kachan, and the sound of dry metal echoes. The chains connected to Rose make noise every time she moves. Rose didn't seem to know where this place was because she was blindfolded with a crude cloth.

"Oh Rose!

I tried to rush over unintentionally, but His Highness grabbed my arm and stopped me. It would be like looking down at Rose sitting on the floor with me and Her Highness.

It would surely be cold to sit on the floor with your bare feet. That's why I tried to rush over unintentionally, but that doesn't come true either, as His Highness remains so painfully grabbed by my arms.

"Your Highness."

If you show your protest and look up at His Highness, His Highness smiles terribly cold and tells you to tell me.

"Come on, Leila, if you touch that, Leila's beautiful hands will be smudged."

"Sister......? Is she your sister...?

You figured it out in my voice, even if you weren't sure because you were blindfolded. Rose was anxiously shaking her face left and right looking for me.

I waved away His Highness's hand with disrespect, and I knelt beside Rose. If I remove his blindfold immediately, Rose's face will be exposed, who meditated on his eyes all dazzled. As always, you look so cute that you don't think you're my sister. But would you have lost some weight? Healthy cheek redness had faded, as before.

"Rose... what are you..."

"Oh, oh, sister, you're a sister!

Rose grinned somewhere relieved when she accidentally grabbed both my arms.

"Oh, good... you're alive, me, me..."

"... I'm sorry I'm gone on my own. But I can't believe you're worried..."

Based on how Rose has been doing so far, it was hard to think that you would worry about me. Because it is in front of His Highness, is he just pretending to be the girl of his sister's thoughts? Rose's behavior puzzles me because I don't know how long it's been acting or if it's true.

"Layla, don't let that woman fool you"

"... but"

"Sister, why are you here? Your sister will be the king's princess?

Rose shuddered and asked me. There was no such thing as the height or beauty of pride as before in its conduct, and it looked too pitiful.

"No, Rose... there's a lot going on here."

"Hehe, hehe, right, because Your Highness's bride is me. Yes, we had a wedding, sister, for everyone, for everyone to celebrate. I wanted to show it to your sister..."

"Oh, yes..."

I felt terrified by Rose, who opened her empty eyes and spoke happily about the wedding. I wonder if it's going a little crazy. I find Rose more frightening than frustrating or pitiful.

"Rose, don't talk excessively. Do you want to be slaughtered and killed here?"

When His Highness forced me and Rose apart, Rose began to beg forgiveness with tears in her eyes as soon as she could.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Your Highness, from now on, properly, properly, forgive Rose..."

This is the most sensible thing about Rose, which mouth says it is. If you weep, you feel worse about nature and your opponent. I was going to resist it, but I accidentally looked up to His Highness.

"... there's not much of this. Rose is still the Duchess' maid… No, she is now Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess. If you intend to execute me, do not execute Rose before she is weakened!

"Rose will not be executed"

"Huh...?

"... because the only doctors who know the fact that Rose has had an unjust child are the Royal Family and the Doctors present at the birth. Decided publicly it was stillbirth, the child was handed over to a servant, and now he's hiding Rose in the name of therapy"

"... Are you forgiving me?

Do you mean to deceive the royal family and forgive the great sinners who put sleeping pills on His Highness? Not so long ago, was His Highness obsessed with Rose?

No, that doesn't treat this very well. I don't know what His Highness is thinking.

"If it's a side room like the one we talked about earlier, Rose is still the official Crown Princess. Execution is a bad word. The Duke Ashbury family will be told some sort of disposition inside, but I'm going to hide it from the public."

"... is His Majesty the King also convinced?

Even if Your Highness forgives you, His Majesty doesn't necessarily either. It would be unacceptable for His Royal Highness, the heir to the throne, to take this matter on its own, which is too problematic.

"If I'm going to do my duty as Prince Wang, I'm telling you to let this matter go."

Is there such a good story? No matter how close it was to the royal family, I saw no reason for the royal family to do so far to protect the Duke of Ashbury family.

I'm afraid there's going to be a back, but that doesn't translate into a generous response. It would be reasonable to show gratitude here. I gently took my formal thanks and opened my mouth with my gaze down gently.

"... on behalf of the generous House of the Duke of Ashbury, I would like to express my sincere gratitude -"

- I didn't say I'd keep Rose alive.

Unexpectedly, Your Highness makes me stand up, trying to pull my arm. I accidentally distorted my face in dull pain, but I cared more about His Highness's noisy words than that.

"... what do you mean?

"You don't have to execute Rose publicly, but you killed her secretly. That's all she does. Publicly, you can explain that you have poor postpartum fatigue and are dead. Instead, me and the royal family are now trying to move with that policy."

"Huh..."

Nothing, I couldn't tell you. Rather, it is an unusual and sufficiently generous treatment not to let Rose and the Duke's house bear the humiliation of publicly executing them.

"- But if you're going to be mine, don't kill Rose. You can do it."

"... to what I, Your Highness, belong?

I wonder what that means. As a side room? No, you can't imitate Rose putting me in the side room, Rose's fruit sister, more than she is in the position of the king's princess.

So, as a hidden concubine publicly, does that mean? Unexpectedly, I stare seriously into His Highness's pale eyes.

"Oh. If you're going to be mine, I'll only guarantee Rose's life. Most importantly, you would hide yourself in the name of sanatorium and never be on the surface again... but still, you wouldn't want to grieve the Duke and Mother, would you?

"Ah..............."

How sad your father and mother would be if Rose, who was so drowning, were killed. That may be more than I can live with anymore. For your father and mother, Rose is supposed to be a treasure you want to protect even in lieu of your life. Your father and mother would be too pitiful if you lost Rose, were given a disposition even more inside-out, and the Duke's family were to cut it off.

It's weird, I'm just worried about someone who doesn't love me.

"I'm not telling you to draw conclusions right away. I'll just wait two weeks. I need answers by then."

"... what if I refuse?

"At that time, all you have to do is live in this room. Hopefully the same days as last night will last until you die"

"... does that mean that if I forgive my body, you will save Rose's life"

"I'm surprised Leila put it that way."

His Royal Highness kept grabbing my arm and made me laugh with a tickle. I can't help but hate that neat grin now, even though it was something my chest rang out before if you smiled at me at all. This one feels good about how much he despises me. Do you want to disparage me and laugh, even if you rub off the sins of Rose, the great sinner?

"That would be the point. I don't know what His Highness wants from me..."

There will be about a few stars, such as a woman who wants to serve as His Highness's opponent. Even if it is not for me, the maid of the Duke of Ashbury, who has so many problems, the first-class maid of honor and sight is sesame in this kingdom. And yet, how can you be so obsessed with me until you do something so dull?

"... oh, you don't get it, you don't"

That said, scratch up my forehead and drop your mouth on the scar. The trick was strangely polite on the back of the back with words, which became increasingly confusing.

"... even if the answer is no, but forgive me for all this."

"Huh..."

I couldn't say anything back. I don't know how far this guy can swing me. If you look up at me unintentionally, Your Highness strokes my cheek in a mocking manner even that.

"Now, Leila didn't have much breakfast, so do you want to make it an early lunch?... Oh, before I do, I need to change the dress that she touched and got dirty."

His Royal Highness makes me hold my shoulder and show a bare gesture of escorting. I'm still shivering about Rose and other things that I can't see.

"Wait, Your Highness. I'm very aware of the inconvenience... but would you mind getting Rose's environment a little better until I give you an answer? Rose must have just had a baby......? You're really gonna die like this."

"As a royal, that's a wish or a fulfillment... right"

His Highness laughed invincibly as he put his hand on my throat.

"If Leila calls me by name, you can give Rose some better meals and clothes."

"Your Highness, in your name...?

Second, the conversation we had at breakfast comes back. Your Highness did not care that I did not call His Highness by name. Even though it's natural from my point of view.

But I wouldn't hesitate if Rose's environment improved enough to call her a name.

"... His Royal Highness Prince Lewis"

"No honor."

May I call Your Highness without honor? Only His Majesty the King and His Majesty the Queen are allowed to do that. In the first place, I've never called my lords away before.

Yes, even about Mr. Leanhardt, who's in love.

When I thought of Mr. Leanhardt, my wonderfully open lips trembled. There's not supposed to be anything like calling out a name.

"... Lewis"

If I looked up at His Highness and hesitated to say so, His Highness smiled with much satisfaction. That's a calm grin that rarely contains negative emotions, making me more and more confused. I thought you said something that made you scorn me, and you give me that look just because you called me a name. Really, I don't know your Highness very well.