Chapter 181 - The Colourless Palace (2/2)

Three days later, Snow Kingdom Main Palace - Frost Quarters.

Sometimes, Lyn would just lay down on the couch in the center of the room and stare at the white ceiling. This room had basic furniture, but everything was so bland. At first, Lyn didn't notice what it was since for the first day she was too tired. But during the second day, Lyn noticed how peculiar the room was. The basic furniture and yet the room had no color. To be exact, it was like somebody stripped away the color in this room. Traces of where there was color remained, a small patch of something. She would stare at the ceiling for hours, close her eyes, and then open.

Lyn would try to picture the sky or even the ceiling in her room. Only three days had passed, but Lyn noticed that she was changing. She forgot it, the color of the sky. The color of the outside world, when one looks outside all they would see is snow. Pure fresh white snow. At first, Lyn thought it was beautiful and pure. But after watching in her window for a long time, she finally understood. While snow is beautiful, in a Kingdom, a palace stripped of its color.

'How lonely,' it makes the snow dropping on the grounds look lonely. Lyn would stare outside at the unchanging scene and think back to the sweet smell of flowers, the beautiful meadows Kazuya showed her. The more time passed though; the more Lyn realized that she was slowly becoming colorless too. Over time, things changed into a pitch white world.

All the clothes they provided her would be white. They confiscated her luggage and insisted that she must follow their customs to remain here peacefully. Lyn still didn't understand exactly what was going on. But it seemed like Allen was to fetch something for them, and if he isn't successful, her life would be at stake. Lyn didn't know much about the Snow Kingdom, but their traditions were truly peculiar to her.

She has not seen the King yet either. So Lyn assumed there was something wrong. The dress she wore was beautiful, and yet the lack of color made her feel restless. It's not like this is entirely unusual for her. Before her father and brother returned, the servants treated her like live garbage. She wore torn clothes and rags. She should be grateful that this time around she is wearing actual clothes, given real food and has a nice room.

Yet staying here Lyn realized that she was going slowly crazy. It reminded her too much of her life of captivity before she slowly regained her freedom.

Lyn sat down on the white floor once again as she stared outside.

”It's all so colorless,” Lyn whispered to herself. The sound of her own voice startled her. There was something odd about her voice, something different. Did she always sound like this? Lyn was no longer sure of herself.

”Everything… it's all black and white.”

This place is so odd, she's only remained here for three days, and yet in those three days, Lyn learned how cold this entire place was. However, it's not like she was alone. Her gaze flickered onto the man outside who was training with the Snow Kingdom soldiers. It's colorless, and yet, maybe it's just her imagination. But she still detects traces of color around Rhys.

'Odd,' Lyn thought to herself. How come Rhys is allowed to stay with her, but Allen isn't? It struck her as odd. Considering how many demands that first Knight was making. Lyn opened the window and called out, ”Rhys.”

Rhys looked up, ”You're awake. Do you want to eat?”

”I want to take a walk, come with me, please.”

”Alright.”

Since that time Rhys hadn't acted weird towards her too. Is he genuinely taking Leo's warning seriously? Whatever it is, it's good for her.

By the time Rhys arrived, she already finished getting dressed. Rhys bent down and kissed her lips lightly, surprising her, ”You look good in white.”

She lets down her guard for a few days, and he goes ahead and does this so easily, ”I'm always wearing white, stupid,” Lyn murmured. At least ever since she came here, anyway.

”That's what I'm saying; you always look good these days.”

”What, so I didn't look nice before?”

”No, you did,” Rhys scanned her up and down, ”But, you look different like this.”

”Different, how?”

Rhys brushed his fingers across her lips, ”Do you really want me to tell you?”