My Lover's Personality is a Little Strange

03

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"Just bear with me for a moment. I'll lend you my strength."

"Thank you very much..."

My heart was touched by the sight of the boy smiling at me with great joy despite the pain.

I helped him and went all the way to the 1st Prince's Palace.

When I actually arrived there, it wasn't as creepy or demon castle-like as the rumors said.

In fact, it was so ordinary that I wondered if this was really the rumored palace.

The servants passing by glanced at us, but quickly turned around in a huff and pretended not to see us.

'How can the pretend not to know when the boy is so ill?'

I was so annoyed when they pretended to ignore me when our eyes met.

I could see people moving their eyes with a puzzled look on their faces, as if they were feeling guilty for even doing that.

However, no one approached us and helped us.

"Where is your room?"

"Over there........."

"Ahhh!"

At that moment, a man walking from the other side made a strange noise when he spotted us and opened his eyes wide.

The man squeezed both eyes shut and quickly turned his head away.

I was angry at the ignorant servants of the first Prince's palace.

However, I just glared at them because I didn't want to make a scene and draw attention of the first Prince.

It was the moment I was about to walk faster to the voice of the boy who grabbed my clothes tightly and whispered, "Let's go."

"Hey, Yvonne...!"

Ernst's voice called out to me. I turned around and saw Ernst, who had said he was going to study, running towards me breathlessly.

"Ernst?"

However, Ernst's expression was strange. He looked pale, as if he had seen something scary.

"Please give Yvonne back!"

"....?"

The prince Ernst spoke formally.

It was the first time I'd seen Ernst spoke formally to anyone other than Empress Margaret.

My eyes fluttered, and I immediately noticed that Ernst's gaze was not on me, but on the boy leaning against me.

"I, I, I, I'm asking you. Yvonne......"

Ernst's voice trembled. He bowed his head and spoke as if pleading.

"Hic, please, brother Theodore."

Hmm? Wait a minute, who?

I turned my head and looked at the boy leaning against me.

The first prince Theodore? This boy?

The boy just stared at Ernst silently.

'But Prince Theodore has black hair..........'

I couldn't believe what Ernst had said.

"Are you the first Prince....."

When I asked awkwardly, he looked at me.

"It hurts."

He gave me an answer that had nothing to do with the question I asked and leaned his head on my shoulder.