Chapter 13

In the meantime, Ian, who had a wound, jumped lightly through the window and came inside.

The villa was quiet again.

Just like when they used to spend their time in silence before.

But, there was no silence as deafening as this time.

“…..”

“…..”

Biting her lips, Larrite wondered how she could get out of this embarrassing situation.

Even if it has been a while since they started to live together, Ian could notice such a small change in her expression.

Somehow, he spoke in order to break the silence.

“You….don’t seem to like cats.”

“…No, actually I like them…”

It became even more awkward.

“Oh, so you like cats.”

“Yeah.”

“Was there a cat passing by? I didn’t see it.”

“Sometimes, it does…”

Their conversation was meaningless.

Laritte decided to put the knife back to its original place.

The blade strangely made a grinding sound as she put it back on the storage rack with no expression on her face.

Krrr

‘Oh, come on.’

She could feel the gaze of Ian from behind her. Turning her head, she peeked, clutching the kitchen counter.

Ian quickly turned his face away from her to avoid getting caught…

But, Larrite was sure that he was looking at her.

“…..”

“…..”

Both of them tried to break the silence but failed every time.

‘Come to think of it, there was something I couldn’t say to him when someone suddenly knocked on the door. The name.’

She thought, feeling chills all over her spine.

“…You know.”

Ian, who was staring at the wall, turned his head towards her in an instant.

Larrite tried to say nothing but…

me

carefully so that the opponent would

“Ah….”

name. That was all. Sorry

was true. She hated

the name “Laritte” itself had been the one to reel shackles

were introduced to the Iassa Empire through many tales.

three Gods were enshrined in the temple. There was Toban, the God of Life and

fairy named Tochian, who used to

after washing himself in the river, the fairy named Tochian gave birth to a child named

a life

not capable of giving birth to

same even after

killed her with his own hands…..That was what Laritte heard

gave her the name because she thought

child. Larrite had always been

Laritte faced Ian.

now, you can call

be the only silver rose in this hive.

if Ian finds out, the real Rose would be standing next

aristocrat would never marry

because of the perception that dirty blood would

“…..”

that Ian did not see Laritte’s pale face.

for a

He replied.

“….No, thank you.”

“….!”

you hate the name so

that

was not a ‘relaxed’

reacted instinctively.

decided not to call her by her

wanted to become

not recognize the fact himself yet. Not until

Laritte, who was staring at him absentmindedly.

if nothing had happened.

it? Then, let me help you with the fish that I

Sea for years,

one who rose to the post of the most talented swordmaster in the Empire as he was presented at the top

at ‘cooking’ fish.

used to it.

when he could not return to the mainland because of his wounds, he had to stay

to feed themselves

main ingredient of food that was available was

commander, did

prepare the ingredients while debating about

the memories of that

put down the fish on the kitchen

thing that he needed to do was to fillet.

a process of removing the fat and bones

He would also have been comfortable if it was a sword. He began to cut

fact, Larrite had very little

from the early morning and even when she tried to do something

in the book and memorized them. At least, she

bending his arm

it, he quickly separated out the lean meat of

put down the

could not wait long as the sun was already

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