Chapter 57 - Learning (2/2)

”I think you're getting used to me.”

Maybe she is, they have spent a lot of time together lately.

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A few hours later

Lyn tiptoed as she tried to reach the pole; damp linen in her hands. It was the last batch of laundry for the day, and if she finished this, she would be able to meet Kazuya. It's been quite some time since she last saw him, so Lyn felt very excited. She has a lot of things she wants to talk to him about. Still, lately spending so much time with Rhys has distracted her from Kazuya's absence. Lyn liked to figure out people who she would be spending a lot of time with. So she observed Rhys a lot.

Lyn never met anybody like Rhys before, somebody who tricked people often. Somebody who lived a life doing most things people would regard as immoral and yet people respected him. Kazuya said he was their leader - and he's supposedly a noble. With his attitude, it wouldn't surprise her if somebody said he was a host in a brothel. That's rude but with his attitude its only natural to think that. Yet, Lyn thought about how he thanked her for bandaging her hand and how he expresses his concern whenever she goes to meet with her family. He isn't a bad person; she can see his kindness.

Lyn shook her head frantically as she slapped her cheeks.

What was she doing, thinking of a man? And not just any other man, it was Rhys of all people. Calm down, how many times has that man tricked her? She shouldn't be praising or thinking well of him.

The wind suddenly picked up the pace, and the damp linen in her hands slipped off the highest laundry pole.

Lyn sighed, ”It wasn't easy, and now,” she shook her head. No use complaining, standing on her toes - Lyn tiptoed and reached out for the pole. But she lost her balance, however, didn't fall. A pair of arms wrapped around her and one arm reached out to take off the damp clothes from her hands and put it on the pole.

Lyn turned around, to thank the person, ”T--ha--” Lyn paused in mid-sentence, as a sweaty Rhys greeted her.

”Rhys!” she exclaimed. Lyn noticed the wooden sword he was carrying around, ah. Did he continue training even after they parted ways?

”Welcome, Princess, who couldn't even do laundry.”

Lyn pouted, ”I can, I've been doing this for so many years now.”

”Hmm, doesn't look like it.”

Realizing he was still holding her, Lyn quickly moved away from him.

”Why are you doing the laundry?”

”Ah, the General said I don't have to do afternoon lessons. I wanted to see Kazuya right away, but when I asked, Fukami said he was still busy. So I figured I would pass the time with laundry.”

”Kazuya? If it's him, he finished a while back.”

Ah? Did she lose track of time? Shoot, she wanted to greet him the moment he finished working.

”Should I take you to him? He's resting in the waiting room area,”

Lyn's eyes lit up, and she grabbed hold of his hands, ”You'll do that? Thank you!”