Chapter 95 (1/2)

Surprised by Kyosul’s response, she cried, “Your Highness!”

Lamenting with irritation, her nanny tried to comfort and persuade her. “You might get sick if you keep lying down on the bed. Just open the window and get some fresh air. Why are you keeping the windows closed? ”

She gave up taking her outside, so she met halfways and persuaded her to open the window to let the fresh air in. The nanny stood in front of the window closest to her bed.

“Do not open it!”

As the nanny touched the doorknob at the window, she sprang to her feet suddenly and shouted loudly at her. It was the first time Kyosul had shouted so suddenly. The nanny was so surprised that she got stiff, looked at her.

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“Your Highness!” she sighed before she knew. Her fingertips trembled.

As she was so hurt, she almost cried.

“Oh, I just wanted to… ” said Kyosul, surprised by her own actions.

Even as a child she had never shouted loudly at her nanny like that.

As she was good-hearted by nature, Kyosul had never treated her nanny or any other person roughly, but she screamed at her nanny so loudly.

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Of course, she had a good reason for that. She promised to Ruhae that she would put that flower on the window as the sign of her trust in him. There was a little purple flower between the window and door frame closest to her bed. She carefully put it there, so that the dried flower would not fall off. She was worried that even if she merely touched the window, the flower would fall.

Since she placed the flower, she stayed put in her room waiting for him.

She couldn’t tell this to her nanny.

‘I know I can trust her, but I don’t want to entangle her in this matter. I don’t want to tell her about it.’

Even though she didn’t tell her nanny about it, she felt her nanny might have gotten wind of it because she had been watching her for many years, but she didn’t want to tell her nanny and ask her to keep it to herself.

“I’m sorry, nanny.”

Instead of telling her the truth, Kyosul made an excuse and apologized.

She slowly got up from the bed and approached her nanny.

The nanny was standing on the same spot, where she stood stiff because of her shouting.

She grabbed her nanny’s hands. As if she played the baby, Kyosul jumped into her bosom and leaned on her.

“Sorry, nanny.”

“Oh, no, I’m sorry, Your Highness. ”

“No, I’m sorry. I think I shouted at you because I was tired. Let me take a rest for a few days.”

“Yes, please. I think I pressed on you too much. ”

“No, no. I know you did it because you’re worried about me,” Kyosul said, making a sad nasal sound.

Kyosul knew how much her nanny cared about her, but Kyosul had a crush on Ruhae. She couldn’t stand seeing the flower fall down because of her nanny’s mistake. Even if the flower fell when her nanny opened the window, she could just pick it up and put it back in the same place, but she hated the idea of it.

Her longing for Ruhae was so strong and selfish at the same time in her nanny’s mind.

In fact, Kyosul herself couldn’t understand why she was on edge. She didn’t fret herself in a fit of nerves simply because of Ruhae.

‘What’s wrong with me?”

Then one late afternoon, she heard the sudden sound of someone knocking on the window, which she took as the gun salute of joy.

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Knock, knock.

Though the knocking sound was small, she heard it more clearly than any other sound.

She had no doubt that she heard wrong.

She got out of bed, stepped on the floor, flipped the windows open, and jumped out the window.

“Ruhae!”

He was standing on the low stand beneath the window, who she was waiting so earnestly.

His soft brown long hair shook with a cool breeze. He had a kind and gentle smile on his elegant face that she imagined and missed every day. There was no other person who looked at her more adorably. She could sense his deep affection for her when she looked at his dark eyes.

As soon as she saw his face, she completely forgotten her uneasy feelings that troubled her after Bipaan left. She was so excited and happy to see him. She was full of smiles on her face before she knew.

He barely caught her in his arms after she jumped out of the window the moment she found him outside the window.

“How come you jump at me when you don’t know for sure I was here?”

“You must be Ruhae, right?”

“Of course, I am!”

“That’s enough, Ruhae!”

She laughed heartily, cracking a joke.