Chapter 49 (1/2)

Translator: Wawaa

Editor: WilsonWilson

“Have a good time.”

Ximena sent Lara off with a smile on her face. She whispered to Demian about the location of the back door and even told them to quickly get out of there. Because if they got caught by Eunice they would need to hang out with her all night.

They came out to the garden through the back door that Ximena informed them about.

Demian’s hand was cold. Lara’s hand was hot, making her wonder what he had been doing outside that made his big hands cold.

Demian did not say anything. And Lara had nothing to say, so she just stayed quiet.

They crossed the garden, holding hands without saying anything. As they moved away from the magical lightings that were focused on the party hall, the darkness of the dawn was surrounding them. Lara looked at the back of Demian’s head as he walked ahead of her. His black hair was scattered in the night breeze.

Why did he come?

She also wanted to ask him what was going on. But at the same time, she did not want to.

Lara realized that Demian was walking aimlessly, without a clear destination. After walking across the garden, and when Demian stood in front of his horse, Lara began to talk.

“But I came with the carriage.”

“Just tell him to go.”

“Why?”

“Because you wear pants.”

Is he saying that since I wear pants, I should ride the horse instead of the carriage?

Lara couldn’t understand Demian’s logic at all. But she did not want to decline his offer.

“Do you want to ride at the front?”

“Are you out of your mind?”

“Get on the back.”

Only then did Demian laugh. He smiled lightly and climbed the horse first. Then, Lara took his hand and climbed on the back of the horse.

“Hold on tight.”

“There’s no need for me to hold tight as long as you ride slowly…”

Lara could not finish her sentence. The horse suddenly started to move. Lara hurriedly hugged Demian’s waist. He increased the speed and ran through the lonely night streets.

“Demian!”

He did not answer.

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Lara put her face close to Demian’s back, trying hard to avoid the wind. Before she knew it, her loose hair flew all over the place.

The horse that was carrying two people ran fast down the quiet street.

Demian took Lara to the inn outside the capital, the one he used as the place to communicate with the Crown Prince.

When Demian, who left at sunset, came back again at dawn, the innkeeper did not even bother to hide his crumpled face. Meanwhile, he relaxed his expression and smiled kindly at Lara.

“Welcome.”

“Don’t pretend to be kind.”

“Hello.”

Lara hesitated into the store. As Demian kicked the door when he came in, a precarious sound came from the old hinge. Her gaze stayed on the old hinge, all while the innkeeper stared at her.

“Who is she?”

“My owner.”

“What? You crazy…”

The innkeeper pointed at Lara and asked who she was. After answering his question, the innkeeper looked at Demian and swore at him. Seeing as how Demian had never given a proper explanation, Lara let out a sigh and sat down at the bar.

“I’m his employer. I’m paying his salary and he’s escorting me.”

“Why this crazy bastard?”

“He’s good.”

“But still.”

Demian smirked. He sat next to Lara and looked at the innkeeper. He suggested to Lara to eat there because the innkeeper was a good cook.

“I’m sorry for coming at this late time.”

Lara apologized on behalf of Demian. It’s time for all the other stores to close their businesses and take a break. No matter how close they were, Lara still thought that she needed to apologize.

“It’s fine. I’m usually awake at night and sleep during the day.”

He’s like Valentine.

Lara nodded. The innkeeper went into the kitchen and started cooking, not even bothering to ask them what they were going to eat. As if he did not need to take orders. Demian looked in the direction of the kitchen and said to Lara.

“You have to eat what you’re given.”

“Yes.”

“It’s going to be good.”

“Yes.”

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