My Villainous Husband

30

That gaze… is burdensome.

Even at the moment I washed my face and was bewildered at the thought that I had nothing to wear here.

Even while wearing the tunic that Raniero had chosen, which keeps falling even when I wrap it around my waistband.

…And, even when I went to the dining room of the Main Palace in such a dress and had breakfast.

His eyes were glued on me.

Nonetheless, I managed my morning schedule while glancing away from him ambiguously. Of course, there was nothing special about the schedule as it was only eating and washing up.

My whole body was in aching pain, so I just wanted to go home and rest. I wanted to wear my own clothes instead of this one, not this one… Most of all, I lacked sleep although I could not openly yawn in front of His Majesty the Emperor, so I just chewed the inside of my lips and held it in.

Seriously, I must have had a hard day yesterday. I could not believe that I slept even with Raniero Actilus in front of me…

After I finished eating, I drank water and glanced at Raniero.

…I could not do this anymore. I am going to get an upset stomach if I continue like this…

Eventually, I made a decision abruptly. Mustering up my courage, I decided to tell Raniero my feelings.

“Your Majesty.”

“Yes.”

“I want to go home.”

I shut my eyes tightly.

It was not until I spat those words out that I came to my senses. Not a house, but the Empress’ Palace — the Empress’ Palace…!

Before I could correct anything, Raniero spoke first.

“This is your house?”

There was a lot of teasing in the words he said.

I covered my blushing face with both hands before replying, “I-I’m sorry, Your Majesty… I meant the Empress’ Palace. I didn’t have enough sleep so I’m talking nonsense…”

“You slept like that…”

It was true that Raniero sleeps less. However, I… I did too much yesterday!

Of course, I did not intend to bring up such a story. It was because I thought it was impossible for him to understand ‘the tired sense of an ordinary human being.’ If I tried to express it like that, I would not be able to regain my principal*.
[ T/N: It’s an idiom which means, ‘For one’s effort to cause a negative and reverse effect. ]

I peered into his face through the gap between my fingers. He was cutting a thick steak that looked like it was dripping with blood.

…He was surely eating a big meal in the morning.

Even though he was only eating, there was a faint smile on his bewitching lips. It seemed like my mistake was funny to him. Nevertheless, at the point of that ‘slight smile,’ there was a part that caught my eye.

There was a wound on his lips.

…How was it there?

I quickly searched through my memory. No matter how bad my memory is, I am not a goldfish to the point where I would forget important things, such as whether or not there was a wound on the mad, villainous Emperor.

But, no matter how much I thought back, yesterday in the bathroom… Until then… There didn’t seem to be any injuries.

‘Maybe, I…did it?’