# 94
"Sirius, what's going on?"
Sirius was staring at someone across the cabin. Dearyn followed his gaze to see what he was staring at.
Because of the darkness, she couldn't see things clearly, but there seemed to be someone in the other cabin staring at Sirius.
“Is he a murderer?”
“It has not been confirmed yet.”
“Stay calm for now.”
Dearyn held Sirius's hand, feeling nervous. The dark theater was the perfect place for an assassination attempt.
But whatever happened, this wasn't something Sirius had to act on himself. They are inside the imperial palace, and there are guards in the palace.
“Is he that person over there?”
"Yes."
“You mean… the woman in red?”
"correct."
“……?”
Dearyn stared intently in the direction Sirius pointed.
When the woman in the red dress felt Dearyen's gaze, she quickly turned around.
But…that's not the look of a killer, is it?
Once her eyes became accustomed to the darkness, Deyarin began to see other things as well. The woman in the red dress was very prominent, so she was the first thing I noticed.
But she wasn't the only one—there were more people who were glancing toward Sirius.
“Sirius, how many people do you think are looking at us too?”
“Hmm...”
Sirius began carefully counting them as he examined them one by one.
"Oh, no. No, no, don't do that!"
It would be annoying if their eyes met these people.
“Just focus on the stage.”
The actors on stage were performing passionately.
Although Sirius looked dissatisfied, he focused on the stage as Deyarin had asked him to do.
But from that moment, Deyarin's focus began to fade.
As soon as she started noticing the looks of others, she felt that everyone was looking in their direction.
A man stares at them, stretching his lips in an exaggerated expression.
'How lucky.'
Another person winks at them, smiling happily.
'Wow.'
Rather, they did not distinguish between a man or a woman, young or old.
'How absurd they are.'
Deyarin barely tried to calm her rising emotions.
As for Sirius, he was still focused on the stage as I asked him to, without even blinking.
When I looked to his side as he stared at the stage, he looked like a perfectly drawn young gentleman.
—
Even after returning to the room, Dayaren's mood did not improve.
Sirius watched her out of the corner of his eye the whole way, paying attention to her continued silence.
His attention was so entirely focused on her that he paid no attention to the people who approached him with friendly smiles on the way back.
“I'll help you change your clothes.”
As soon as they entered the room, the maids immediately gathered around Sirius.
He left himself to them without hesitation, and they began to unbutton his shirt, pull his hands out, then dress him in his nightgown and re-close the buttons.
During this entire process, Sirius did not even glance at the maids.
He was completely accustomed to this care as if it were self-evident.
As for Deyarin, she contented herself with watching silently.
There was nothing she could do by herself.
'I have nothing more to do.'
Her duties began to diminish little by little.
In the past, when they were in the palace, nothing would go without her.
Even breathing, he had to hold her hand to do.
But now?
Although he still kept her by his side, he no longer needed her interference in everything.
It may even suddenly disappear one day without even being noticed.
'Is it time?'
Perhaps the time has come when she should prepare to leave, even if it is earlier than she expected.
The time for the victory celebration party was approaching.
Once Ceres's accomplishments are recognized and he receives his title and land, D'Arren's mission will be over.
‘Turn the crazy dog into a young gentleman, and make him successfully debut in high society.’
Despite the Second Prince's attempts to obstruct him, it no longer seemed like a problem now.
Sirius was already beginning to make his way into the heart of society.
No matter how hard the Second Prince tried, he would not be able to deny what people saw with their own eyes.
“Dyaren, I’m ready for bed.”
“Ah, well done.”
Dearyn replied with a smirk as Sirius approached her.
“So, good night.”
Deyarin finished getting ready for bed and went into her bedroom.
But suddenly, Sirius knocked on the door.
"What?"
She had just been lying down on the bed.
When I opened the door a little, I found Sirius standing hesitantly in the doorway.
“Darren, my head is noisy.”
“…Huh?”
Dayarin felt her heart contract.
He seemed fine so far, so why all of a sudden?
She jumped up and approached him, studying his face closely.
His clear eyes looking at her had no trace of madness in them.
“You look fine.”
“I'm not okay. There's a noise.”
"…noise?"
Deyarin listened carefully.
But nothing was heard.
Maybe he was hearing something her ears couldn't perceive.
“Maybe because of the long conversations after the show...”
“Help me sleep.”
"…What?"
Dearyn froze at Sirius's request.
This wasn't exactly anything new, but it felt different tonight.
The tension she felt when Sirius tried to kiss her in the theater came back.
She felt her muscles contract.
“No, no. Everyone should sleep in their own bed. Sharing a bed is not...”
“Dyaren is not just anyone.”
“No, I mean...that 'anyone' means...”
“Someone you love”… No, she can’t say that.
“Married couple.”this is also unlikely.
What kind of relationship can they have where he's not "anyone", without her feelings being triggered?
Didn't find an answer.
“The noise today is worse.”
While Dearyn was trying to evade the topic, Sirius took advantage and attacked directly at her most vulnerable point.
“I don't think I can sleep without you.”
."Huh? This is..."
“I'll just sleep.”
“And if not just for sleep, then what else?”
Dearyn's eyes widened in shock.
“...Just...I'll hold your hand.”
And now he added something else, shyly, as if testing her reaction.
But at that moment, he had put his foot through the door opening, and half of his body was inside the room.
“Heh...!”
Dearyn almost screamed, but before she could, Sirius rushed into her bed with lightning speed.
“Sirius!!”
She screamed his name, but he had already tucked himself under the covers.
“Don’t use the skills of the Eighth Legion for this kind of matter…!”
He looked completely at ease, pulling the cover down to just below his eyes, staring at her steadily.
He has already become the owner of the bed.
“Wow…hahahaha.”
Dearyn laughed in astonishment.
“Okay, if you're in bed, I'm going out.”
"Okay, stay there. I'll go sleep in your room."
“Dyaren!”
"Good night."
She was planning to completely ignore him if he called her again.
But no voice called her.
“?”
Dearyn turned around in surprise, then gasped when her eyes met Sirius's face.
“Oh, a-oh, a minute, a minute!”
Why didn't he get angry and scream as usual, but rather seemed on the verge of crying?
This was real cheating.
Sirius' features looked like they were going to break down into tears at any moment.
Deyarin was terrified and quickly rushed towards him.
“I can't sleep well without you, Dearyn...”
"Oh, y-oh. But you should get used to sleeping alone."
“It's difficult...”
“No, wait... it can't be...!”
It can't...this shouldn't happen...
“Dyaren...it’s been a tiring day today.”
“True… there were a lot of people, and a lot of things happened…”
Singing may just be an annoying noise to him.
In addition, the voices of strangers, the attention focused on him, and the curious looks he received.
At this moment, Dayaren had already collapsed.
She started looking for excuses to convince herself.
“Let's just hold hands while we sleep.”
"…truly?"
“Just holding hands...”
'My little boy is begging like this, can't I give him that?'
'We'll be parting ways soon, so I have to give him some of the affection he's been denied.'
This was her last justification.
But the last vestiges of her sanity tried to cling to some boundaries.
“Just for tonight.”
“OK.”
Diaren exhaled a heavy sigh and approached the bed.
Sirius excitedly lifted the lid, as if to welcome her.
'Is it right to do this...?'
But it is no longer time to think about what is right or wrong between men and women.
If that were the case, they wouldn't have been sleeping in the same room in the first place.
'This is because of this, that is because of that...'
They have crossed many boundaries already.
'Well, a spoiled dog is a spoiled dog forever.'
Diarin dismissed her thoughts and lay down in bed.
But the promise of hand-holding only? It was just nonsense.
As soon as she got under the covers, Sirius pulled her tightly into his arms.
“Heh...!”
“…”
“I told you...”
“…”
But his arms didn't move even an inch.
When Diarin raised her head to look at him, she found a slight smile full of satisfaction on his face.
He did not avoid her gaze, but continued to stare directly at her.
One bed, the same cover, two bodies close together, and two faces separated only by their breaths.
Dearyn felt nervous, and quickly looked away.
“Where did you learn these cunning tricks?”
"tricks?"
Sirius didn't even realize he was cheating on her.
Deyarin felt a pang of pang, and was about to scold him again, but she lost her courage when her eyes met his face directly.
That handsome face itself was a deception.
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