Book 12: Chapter 1
“Hmm, hmm,”
Gerald looked at Freya, who was in front of him humming. Freya had her hands clasped behind her back. When Freya was that happy, actually, when she had a rare moment where she was that happy, she’d clasp her hands behind her back. She walked across the marble floor dressed in her white and pink dress. She went upstairs with light steps. She had a cute rabbit hairclip in her short hair, which was most likely a present from His Majesty.
His Majesty and Freya went out alone this time to satisfy her “just the two of us” request, so they didn’t bring anybody along, including Gerald. Freya returned to the palace of the North after a few days, which was today. Troy City wasn’t far from the North, so it didn’t take too long. They probably didn’t have much to do besides returning to Troy City for a stroll, doing some shopping and then soaking in the hot springs on the mountain peak before returning.
Freya did want to go out and play, but she was also mindful of her what true duty was; therefore, she didn’t ask to remain out of the palace. She was satisfied with spending one day outside for some fun. Gerald really wanted to know if anything happened after their bath in the hot springs. Freya may be just a kid and also His Majesty’s younger sister, but she liked her own brother. The person she liked was her brother. He thought that something was bound to happen if they both had ideas.
He watched Freya go upstairs while humming a tune. He knew that something Freya considered good happened during their trip out judging from her bright smile. However, what Freya considered a good thing, actually made Gerald feel uncomfortable. He clenched his fist. The reality was that whatever happened most likely had nothing to do with him. He, too, was aware of that.
Gerald knew that he was just a mere guard. Whatever happened between Miss Freya and her brother was not supposed to be his concern. He was merely responsible for her safety and for protecting her love. Under normal circumstances, he should be happy for her after what happened between them, because that was what she wanted. Nevertheless, he, instead, felt uncomfortable for some reason. He didn’t get injured, but his heart kept feeling a stinging sensation. It was as though what leaked from his heart wasn’t blood, but grief and sorrow.
“Umm, Miss Freya?”
“Hmm?” asked Freya. She turned her head around to look at the sluggish Gerald, who was behind her. She wore a bright and gentle smile, causing Gerald to shudder. “What’s wrong? Is something the matter? If you have something to say, say it. I’ve never seen you so hesitant before, Gerald.”
“Mm… Miss Freya, I want to know what happened when you went out with His Majesty.”