I Unintentionally Cured the Grand Duke’s Insomnia - Chapter 120

60. — Return Ceremony (4)

At that signal, I approached him briskly.

“Since I’ve asked for permission, you may go up. He’ll show you the way.”

“Uh… Aren’t you coming with us, Sir Lyle?”

“I’d rather be scolded late if possible.”

I chuckled at his sincere tone and nodded. The next moment, Lyle smiled faintly and pointed to Noya, who was still in his arms.

“And it might be best to leave him here.:

“Noya?”

“Yes. I have something to discuss separately.”

In Lyle’s eyes, there was a mix of disappointment towards Noya, who had revealed his true identity, and joy at seeing a fellow kin after a long time.

I nodded, looking at his face.

“Don’t scold him too much. Noya was just fulfilling my request.”

“Of course.”

I set Noya down and narrowed my eyes.

The child’s eyes also sparkled, perhaps because he was happy to meet his compatriot after a long time.

I bowed slightly to the escorting knight and hurriedly followed his lead. As we ascended the stairs leading to the ramparts, scenes from the novel came to mind.

It was a slightly warmer morning in early summer, with a breeze blowing. Cain thought he would never forget that day, which he thought was one of those boring days with nothing special about it.

Tears filled with various emotions fell from his red eyes.

As the cheers of people welcoming the return of the Saintess gradually quieted down, the people around him couldn’t believe that tears had fallen from his eyes. While the crowd was silent in shock, the Grand Duke’s gaze was solely fixed on Irene, the Saintess of the Empire.

As the scenes from the novel that I had drawn only in my imagination came into my head, my heart pounded in my chest. In my imagination, the two figures were gazing at each other.

Cain was a man who didn’t believe in God.

However, for the first time in his life, he thought that if there were a God, they might resemble the woman before him, with her luscious blonde hair that seemed to flow like honey and eyes that seemed to hold the sky.

Even if it wasn’t, it didn’t matter.

From the moment she brought back his younger brother, Abel, whom he had believed to be dead, her presence was nothing short of a goddess to him.

In the story, Cain was being driven to the edge of a cliff.

Irene had been his salvation from the moment she brought back his brother Abel, who had become a source of guilt along with terrible insomnia that was gnawing him.

As I recalled the moment when they looked at each other as if entranced, a corner of my heart throbbed and hurt. My steps, which had been ascending the ramparts quickly, unknowingly slowed down due to the unexplained pain. When I stopped in my tracks with a frown on my face, the knight who had been walking ahead turned around.

“Is something wrong?”

“Oh, no. It’s nothing.”

As I waved my hand, dismissing it as nothing, I could hear urgent voices coming from above.

“A body has been found? Where?”

“At the western gate of the capital! It was definitely not there a little while ago!”

“D*mn it! Of all days, it had to happen on the day of the Saintess’s return!”

…A body? A dead body?

Startled, I raised my head.

It seemed like an unexpected fact as confusion crossed the face of the knight who had been walking ahead. The voices of the knights could be heard, accompanied by the sound of busy footsteps along the ramparts.

“What about His Highness the Grand Duke? Does he know this?”

“Yes, he probably received the report by now!”

“Then, let’s go to His Highness first and join him.”

“Yes!”

For a moment, the knight’s eyes met mine. He blinked in embarrassment but then seemed to regain his composure and spoke.

“Well, it seems like something has happened at the ramparts. It’s better if the Young Lady goes back first…”

“No, I’m going too!”

“That would be inconvenient. It’s better if you go back to the mansion, and I’ll inform His Highness…”

“Would it be okay if I just go back like this and tell the people?”

“…Yes?”

“I asked if it would be all right to tell the people who gathered to watch the Saintess’s return ceremony that a body was found at the ramparts.”

The knight’s expression hardened at my words.

In truth, I didn’t want to threaten him like this, but I had no choice. It was because even I, who was the author of this novel, knew nothing about this situation.

“Please follow me. I’ll guide you.”

Nodding quickly at the knight’s words, I hurriedly followed behind him. Somehow, I felt uneasy about the original story, which was more twisted than I had expected.

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