Chapter 38 (1/2)

The Reincarnated Princess’s Literature Review

“Faster than I expected,” the king said with characteristic lack of expression

Just as night fell, I showed et yelled at to not be a hindrance, but my expectations were betrayed when he spoke to me with disinterest instead

“Is that so?” Idrained

I was expecting hi late, so I wasn’t sure how to respond In fact, he probably was ht

“Then I have kept you waiting”

“Waiting, I was not”

I paused “Is that so?”

This time the words dripped from my mouth

I was this close to snapping I wanted to go back I wanted to turn around and walk out, BAD

With no concern for the dead look in an to walk at a brisk pace

Inside the spacious rooold on white in the Renaissance style, there was an ill-matched, plain door

He pulled an antique key fro athis eyes were telling me to hurry up

Pushi+ng away my desire to walk back out, I followed behind

The light dimly lit the room, which was devoid any ornaments, a sharp contrast to the opulence outside The size was a quarter of the previous chamber, and because the walls were lined with bookshelves, it felt all the nant

With the exception of the shelves, the only furniture were a table and a couch

Without hesitation, father took a book fro it on me

Not seeing the bewildered look on my face, he placed the candlestick on the low table and stretched hi couch

Pulling a decanter of wine toward close, he poured hilass with sloppyso, father extracted a book

He was reallyhimself at home

Who was this person? My father? No, absolutely not It’s probably his double, I thought

I stood expressionlessly, confused

This man before me, Randolf von Wervard, wasto do with him

So even though his private life was a mystery to me, I had assumed he probably worked even on holidays

I ? Besides the basic activities like sleeping, eating and the like, I couldn’t iular person In fact, did he sleep? That was all I could think

“…………”

He really made himself at home

His body sank into the high quality leather couch as he i on a second cup of wine By no standard anywhere would it be considered good manners the way he sprawled out

Illuht, his features were softened and my father actually looked like an ordinary human

“Not reading?” he asked

“I will,” I automatically responded

“Then sit Until when do you intend to stand?”

“…………”

Er, where?

Book under my arm, I silently turned and looked at the interior of the room As I previously mentioned, there was only the table and the chair That was the end to my hopes for a second chair

Even if he ordered me to sit, there was nowhere for me to do so

Don’t tell me he meant for me to sit on the floor? I stared intently at the dark carpet laid on the floor

“Come”

I raisedfather Sit here, he indicated, patting the couch he himself was sprawled on

“Uh”

I h space for someone like me to sit on it as well

I understood, butNO What sort of punish so close to my father?

“I can’t let you take it out If you want to read, do it here”

I should have brought a chair with ht In the end, I sed my dissatisfaction and all I said was, “Yes, father”

It would be unpardonably rude to have an underling shove hi on the less crowded space next to his abdomen

If I’ve come this far, then I can be serious about it As for father, let’s think of hihtly novel back of a chair

I set the book on my knees

As you’d expect froed and the letters on the cover have worn out and disappeared

I took a deep breath to calave the darkened indigo blue cover a stroke and opened it

“…………”

Turning to the inside of the cover, a page was enough to leave me troubled

You’re kiddingto be a probleht, dumbfounded

Actually, to be honest, this should have been the first thing I worried about I was an idiot for not thinking of it Why didn’t I solve this proble my father?

Even if I la I could do now

Iby next, but did I even really have a second chance?

I gripped er

Ahh, I’ one

No way, don’t tell me…

“…………”

Don’t tell me I can’t read it!