# 50
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It must be the glasses, just the glasses. It's definitely glasses.
I constantly have strange thoughts. There must be a cunning demon that has crept into my soul and made me think strange things!
I pulled my hands back and leaned back with my body.
It's a critical moment.
If this continues, I might finally be the one to attack. Just to see that body...
Aah!
Think of something innocent!
I took a breath, trying to choose my words, then quickly said:
“I had something to say!”
I've been thinking about how to bring this up for a while. And since he realized I wasn't stupid, it was time for me to come clean.
This topic is also suitable for calming my overly stressed f.
“Duke Spelman seems to have hidden something in the museum!”
This was my conclusion after compiling several memories. I remembered that something seemed strange to me, especially when the Duke of Spelmann gave up Augustin in exchange for the museum.
“I noticed he was strangely nervous in the basement!”
Sertain said in a condescending tone:
“You mean the materials store?”
Since when have you been so generous?!
My breathing began to become more erratic.
“No, no. I mean the main building. It was said to contain valuable documents, so you shouldn’t enter it in vain, but his reaction was a bit strange.”
I spoke quickly, as if I was reciting words to a rap song.
That was the day I visited the museum with Veronica. When she expressed interest in seeing the stored documents, Spielman coldly declined, saying:
“You will not be able to understand it, Your Highness. It is better to preserve it than to damage it, for the sake of future scholars.”
Even I felt upset by those words. He said it on purpose to push Veronica away and upset her. Indeed, she was not the type to insist on the matter, but rather her face turned red and she left angrily.
Anyway, there must be something hidden there.
“Main building, then.”
Sertin nodded
“We had to search in a short time, and this will help us.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, glad that what I said was helpful.
“So, don’t you have to go quickly? You said time was tight...”
Sertin looked at me sharply from behind his glasses, his gaze penetrating me.
I swallowed my saliva.
Then he finally smiled and left me.
“Okay, I'll ignore it this time.”
...What exactly are you condoning?
…Thank you so much for that.
I left the place as if I was running away.
Mortega was watching Certin, who was smiling. He had spent a long time alone with Evelin, and since then, his mood seemed to have improved a lot.
Someone who usually barely slept, but he looked refreshed as if he had gotten enough sleep.
Before Mortega could question him, Certin spoke first:
“Has the basement of the main museum building been searched?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Certain nodded.
“Why did you find anything strange?”
"Have you discovered anything, Your Highness? So far, we have found nothing."
Downstairs, then. Focus on that word. Then he remembered that Spelman was heavily involved in the construction of that building.
“…Remove the floor of the archive room in the basement. Check if there is something hidden underneath. We must hurry.”
Mortega couldn't ask any more questions. There was no time for that. There are only five days left.
There were mountains of matters to resolve at that time.
Mortega left quickly, while Sertin relaxed in his chair.
Certain fiddled with his glasses, then took them off and placed them on the table.
“So, this is her way of escaping.”
Sometimes he felt Evelyn looking at him with a fixed gaze, as if she were devouring him with her eyes.
Those eyes that seemed to devour him with their gaze.
In the past, he wasn't sure, but after their conversation yesterday, it became completely clear.
He'd seen this kind of look before.
Rosalina sometimes looked at him with those looks.
But the difference is that he was feeling goosebumps at the time, while Evelin’s looks…
Instead of it being annoying, there was a part of him that wanted to respond to it.
In fact, he felt like his heart was burning from the inside.
When their eyes meet, she tries to pretend as if she wasn't staring at him, then quickly looks away.
He didn't find her behavior annoying, but rather surprisingly kind.
“You dare to provoke me.”
His words to Evelin were sincere.
Only this time, he'll ignore it. But he wasn't going to do that every time.
Cyrtain was not so kind a man as to turn a blind eye to such provocation.
Evelyn constantly caused him mixed feelings.
Angry, anxious, not understanding, and then... confused.
Yes, this feeling was exciting.
He remembered Evelin's sleeping face in his arms at dawn.
She had a baby face.
Those calm and reassuring features... they gave him comfort himf.
Her steady breaths tickled his ear.
Even though they were sleeping uncomfortably intertwined on the narrow sofa, he felt like he had a deep rest.
Maybe it was magic on Evelyn's part.
Evelyn was pathetic.
But more than that… it was strange.
Feelings he had never experienced before.
Something completely unknown to him.
It must be a feeling that he could only understand with Evelin.
For the first time, he didn't hate someone weaker and more delicate than himf.
Seeing her trying so hard to protect herf in such a miserable way was...
Threatened.
Seeing her sacrifice herf to protect others seemed too dangerous.
She kept making him angry.
And incredibly powerful.
“Huh... huh...”
I ran away with all my strength.
I was serious when I said I might attack him if this continued.
I had never been with such a handsome man before, and I was not at all immune to him.
Certainly, Certain was acting in his usual way without any hidden intention, but I was the only one feeling confused.
'Stop it, Evelyn.'
I pinched my cheek hard.
I should avoid being with him in closed places... No, but how can I do that?
I sighed in frustration.
The situations in which we have to talk together will certainly increase.
Having a secret between me and Sirtain was exciting... and dangerous.
Especially since I was the one in danger! I !
I have to train myf.
Should I do 108 exercises? Or maybe meditation?
I have to control myf so I can control my desires.
I was thinking these ridiculous thoughts while returning to the Crown Prince's Palace, when someone called out to me.
“Evelyn.”
Ah…
“Vir?”
I blinked, then saw Veronica running towards me with a completely pale face.
True, Veronica was here too.
“Why are you wandering around alone? What if you get lost? What if you get into serious trouble? You can never wander alone, Evelin!”
Her gentle blue eyes sparkled with concern.
She was afraid for me, even though she was the one who was almost kidnapped.
She held my hand and patted it gently.
Behind her, a group of maids stood, each one with her own thoughts.
Their gazes were dragging me from my dream to reality.
I still have to be the perfect fool Evelyn.
“Ah, I was playing hide and seek! Actually...”
“Really? Tell me.”
"I went to see my husband! Julia doesn't let me eat sweets."
“Ah… I see.”
Veronica said seriously.
"Yes! And you force me to eat carrots and bell peppers! I hate it so much!"
Veronica didn't even question my lie for a moment.
“Okay, so that's why you went to see Sertine.”
“You hate it too, Veer, right? Ah, it tastes bad!”
Veronica sighed gently.
“Yes, I hate it. Anyway, it's good that you're okay. No knight has been banned from entering Evelyn's palace recently.”
This was Sertin's doing.
He turned my residence into a fully protected area.
So far, the place was completely quiet.
"Yes?"
I tilted my head as if I didn't know anything.
“Evelin didn’t know! Why?”
"I don't know. Sertin didn't tell me anything."
“I'll get you there, Evelyn.”
Veronica's expression softened slightly.
I was supposed to feel sorry for her.
But for a moment, I felt sorry for Sertine even more.