Chapter 647 (2/2)

His anguish ended when Anna pushed the door open.

The heated argument in his head instantly stopped. Roland put down the quill and fixed his eyes on the girl.

Anna looked nothing unusual. She was cloaked in an over-sized pajama. A strand of damp fringes was clinging to her forehead. A faint, placid smile was lingering in her eyes, and she looked as serene as ever.

Roland somehow remembered that after the Months of Demons of the first year, Anna had voluntarily waited for him at the stairs.

She never whined or complained, but simply told him her thoughts and what she wanted explicitly.

Now it was his turn.

Roland pulled her to the desk and slowly confessed what had bothered him all this time.

An ensuing silence fell between them. The silence was so long that Roland thought Anna would turn away abruptly and leave the room. To his surprise, however, he did not perceive a noticeable change in her expression when he slowly looked up at her.

“That’s it?”

Roland failed to come up with an answer promptly. “What?”

“I’ve been wondering when you’ll tell me this.” Anna seated herself next to him. “I don’t want you to spit it out that fast, but at the same time, I wish you could talk to me as soon as you can… Now I finally don’t need to worry about this matter anymore.”

Roland gaped. “You’ve known it from the beginning…”

Anna replied bluntly, “I can tell that you have feelings for Nightingale. The more hesitant you seem to be, the more it shows that you care about me. But I also hope you can open up to me earlier because I would like to share your burden no matter what it is.”

Anna let out a sigh at these words. “I never dreamed that I would win a royal family member’s affections. I thought I would be very contented to just be with you. After you told me that you would one day marry me, I changed my mind—Roland, I won’t share you with anybody.”

“I’m sorry. I…”

“You don’t need to apologize, for love knows no right or wrong. Plus… I feel glad that you’ve picked this moment to confess to me.” Anna paused for a second and then said, “You aren’t a man from this world, are you?”

Roland’s heart stopped with a queer jerk.

“Nobody, whether he’s a noble or a civilian, will ever feel hesitant or restless because of this kind of problem, unless he was brought up in a completely different world.” Anna continued, “Likewise, people in this world may treat a witch fairly, but they’ll never befriend her. Do you remember our bet? In the book, I wrote that you were a guest from another world, a world that wasn’t hell or an abyss, but a more pleasant place. You brought knowledge we’ve never heard of. It was God that sent you to me.”

At this point, Roland realized there was no need for him to continue to conceal his identity. He replied, “You’re… overall right, except some little details.”

Anna giggled. “I also wrote that you would tell me about Nightingale in the book. It appears I’ve got at least two things right.”

Roland suddenly found Anna was not only good at learning. She also had terrifying perspicacity.

Before Roland could make a reply, Anna had taken his hand. She pronounced her words slowly but decisively. “I can’t give my consent to your request, at least not now.”

Roland was dumbfounded. What did she mean…by not now? Did Anna imply that she would agree someday later?

“I know what’s bothering you. Don’t worry. I’ll talk her through. It’s time to sleep.” Anna pressed her kiss to Roland’s forehead and said, “Goodnight, Your Majesty.”

With a creak, the door was closed. The room became quiet and tranquil again. It took Roland quite a while to fully recover from the shock he had gone through after Anna left.