nycdaug Chapter 93: Such A Twisted Man
Chapter 93: Such A Twisted Man
Chapter 93: Such A Twisted Man
Shes returned to the past after dying.
After returning to his residence, Cassadin continued to ponder Arens words.
What is the matter, Sir?
Lumens casual voice interrupted Cassadins thoughts.
Sir Lumen, why are you here?
Havent you ordered me to help Princess Bella stay at my residence? Ive come to report that she has arrived safely. By the way, is it alright for the star of the banquet to have returned home this early?
His Majesty ordered me to attend the banquet, not to stay until the end. Is it not my choice to either stay or return early? Besides, there is still one day of the banquet left to attend.
That is true.
Over the past couple of months, Lumen and Cassadin have grown quite close. No. It was more accurate to say that Lumen followed Cassadin everywhere.
Initially, Lumen approached Cassadin under the pretext of wanting to learn swordsmanship from him. However, after witnessing Cassadins personality and elegance, he began to follow him more than the Emperor did.
He visited Cassadins residence so frequently that the workers would simply open the door for Lumen whenever he visited.
Volunteering to become Cassadins follower, Lumen requested to be treated as someone of a lower rank.
This wasnt technically a breach of etiquette, as although they were both Knight Commanders, Cassadin held the title of Marquess while Lumen was an Earl.
How careless the workers are. They just let you in without informing me.
That is quite hurtful, Sir. And technically speaking, I am not inside the house just yet.
Lumen was correct. He and Cassadin were currently strolling through a rose garden within the residence.
Though it was winter, the roses were still in full bloom as though it were summer, perhaps because only the most valuable seedlings had been planted in the garden.
Sir. There is one thing I would like to ask.
Why are all the roses in this place blue, and why is there only one color?
Cassadin stopped in the middle of the garden at Lumens question and fondly stared down at the blue roses.
Because I like blue.
Blue was the color of Arens eyes, and he had a special memory with Aren related to these blue roses.
Because of that memory, Cassadin had decorated the entire garden with only blue roses.
Ive heard the news. So, Sir has revealed at the banquet hall that you and Lady Serkia are not the average sibling relationship.
Why would someone as brilliant as Sir, who even asked me to build that cottage in private, do such a thing? You should have kept it hidden until the very end.
Cassadin lowered his head as he listened to Lumens criticism.
If it were something that could have been hidden by will, then I would have.
Looking at the blue rose that had grown next to his foot, he remembered what Aren had said to him.
Would you believe me if I said that I had died and returned to the past?
Aren and Cassadin exchanged a few more words after that, but what Aren told him was difficult to believe.
She had been Damians fiance in the past. Not only that, but she had also been used by him and had ultimately died at his hands.
As Cassadin watched Aren calmly confess her death and situation to him, he was swept up in an emotion that was impossible to describe.
Cassadin always felt as though Aren seemed unsteady.
While he still resided in the Earls residence, Aren sometimes stared into blank space.
The way she stared off into space with eyes devoid of anything made it seem as if there was truly nothing she had to lose or desire.
She looked like a butterfly that could flutter away with a wave of a hand, like a night fog that would dissipate at the touch.
Thinking that Arens behavior had originated from her death made Cassadins insides feel as if they were being torn apart.
Actually, that was the case for anything related to Aren for Cassadin.
The first day he met Aren.
Cassadin was unable to tear his eyes away from her.
As she gazed upon him from under the tented seat, her eyes held an incredible sorrow.
Inside Arens deep, yet calm blue eyes, was a sadness that matched the depth of the blue of her irises, yet something distinctly different from sympathy or pity.
He could not see trivial things, such as the faces of others.
Only Aren was visible to him. She exuded an otherworldly aura of mystery while looking down on him with a pained expression.
His eyes were practically drawn to her.
To the woman with slender wrists that looked as though they could easily shatter in his hands, sapphire irises, holding unfathomable misery within.
He felt his heart shatter into pieces every time he saw Aren walk down the path of bramble thorns.
Perhaps that was when he began to desire Aren. Because he had never wanted anything in his life, he did not understand what he wanted.
Without realizing that his desire was indeed desire, it soon became possessiveness. So he continued to deceive.
At first, Cassadin maintained a facade with Aren, but not everything had been a lie.
I dont have a lover, but there is someone that I dare to carry in my heart.
The person wore a sky-blue dress that revealed her collarbones the day we first met. She also sported a shiny sapphire necklace around her neck.
Cassadin wanted Aren to realize the truth.
He wanted her to understand that he was the Crown Prince of the Hyran Kingdom. He yearned for her to see his dark intentions, the feelings he harbored for her.
That was why he had intentionally placed the book back in the library with all the pages related to the Hyran Kingdom torn out. He slipped information about himself to her after she returned his dagger.
And Aren had accepted a twisted man like himself.
Because of her acceptance, Cassadin would also accept all of Aren.
Even if she had indeed come back to the past and taken him in, Cassadin felt not even a trace of resentment toward Aren in his heart.
Instead, he felt thankful that she had chosen him.
Cassadin closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of the blue rose. However, he couldnt detect Arens scent from the blue rose.
My beloved Aren.
He had learned that the last day of the banquet was to feature a masquerade ball.
Although the Emperor seemed to be in deep anguish over the fact that his son, Crown Prince Leon, had drunk poison of his own choice, he would not suspend the banquet due to his acute awareness of public perception.
Moreover, none of the people who had been in the banquet hall were aware of Leons incident.
The knights who had reported to the Emperor that the Crown Prince had collapsed were also from the 2nd Order of Knights, which was under Cassadins command.
Everything had proceeded according to Cassadins plan.
The last day of the banquet would continue as planned.
The masquerade ball, open to uninvited nobles, would also take place.
According to the Emperors announcements, an entire palace was to be used, so a significantly larger crowd was expected to attend tomorrow compared to today.
If what Aren said was true, then Cassadin would never be able to forgive Damian for killing her, his former fiance.
On the last day of the banquet, the masquerade ball took place.
Cassadin publicly revealed through the papers that he and Aren were lovers.
It was not a case of Arens unrequited love; they were both already in a relationship.
Likely driven completely mad after seeing the news, Damian would most definitely attend the masquerade ball the next day to confront Aren.
If Aren did not attend the masquerade ball, then Damian might even ignore her requests and go visit her mansion.
He was completely oblivious of his place.