Thank You For The Confinement, Grand Duke! - Chapter 65.2
The intruder who entered the estate and the attackers by the lake seemed to belong to different groups. The intruder took advantage of Enfrise’s absence to sneak into the house, while the lake attackers waited outside for who knew how long before ambushing me when I was with Enfrise.
If they were from the same group, they would’ve coordinated better.
The intruders likely wanted to avoid alerting other factions to this estate, while the lake attackers probably didn’t know my exact location. Since Enfrise cleaned up the scene by the lake, they likely have no idea where the battle took place. According to Enfrise, this estate sat within the large grounds of the Grand Duke’s property. Our trip to the lake that day was a last-minute decision, so they must have spotted us while scouting the grounds and seized the opportunity.
In short, those attackers probably knew I was somewhere on the estate, but that was all. So… I guess it would be safe to assume we wouldn’t be ambushed at the lake this time, right?
“Are you sure you’re alright with this? That place doesn’t hold the best memories for you.”
Enfrise asked with worry.
To be honest, I was a bit worried as well. It was a place that brought me a lot of stress. In novels or dramas, going back to such a location often stirs up trauma, just by being there.
‘But even if I do get sick again…’
Well, ahem.
That, ahem.
“I’ll be fine. It’d be nice to have the picnic we couldn’t finish that day.”
“I’ll get everything ready.”
Enfrise, unaware of my mischievous intentions, nodded seriously, probably thinking about setting up some alarm systems around us.
“And I have one more request.”
“What is it?”
“Tell me about your preferences.”
“My preferences….?”
“Yes. Like, what kind of women’s clothing do you like? How do you prefer hair to be styled? Do you like makeup heavy or light?”
As I fired off questions like a machine gun, Enfrise slightly parted his lips and froze.
‘…Did I break him again?’
When I took a step closer, his frozen lips finally moved.
“I’ve never really thought about it.”
“You’ve never even seen something and thought it was pretty?”
“Something pretty…”
His gaze was fixed on me. Blushing slightly, he moved his lips, and I could already guess what he was going to say.
“The only thing you’ve found pretty is me, isn’t it?”
“…Chaperil, can you actually read my mind?”
Got it right again, huh? As expected.
Feeling a bit smug, I let out a low, playful sigh and shook my head slightly before I asked him again.
“I already know that, so tell me something else. There’s got to be something, right? Like, you thought a dress was pretty or a piece of jewelry caught your eye.”
“There isn’t.”
He said it with certainty.
Wow, he was really adamant. As a lover, this was great, but at the same time, it was kind of tricky. If he liked everything, it meant it was hard to exceed his expectations.
“Hmm.”
“Why are you suddenly asking about this?”
It was a cautious question, but I didn’t answer.
“Are you sure? I don’t usually get jealous, so be honest! I don’t mean people are pretty or anything like that—I mean clothes or accessories!”
“I really don’t. I’ve never cared about what other people wear, and I’ve never been interested in what they accessorize with. You’re the only one I’ve ever paid attention to.”
…Uh, uuuuuhhh.
When he said something so serious with that expression, it was difficult to handle. It felt amazing, but still, it was tough to respond.
“Then, what about what I’ve worn? You must’ve seen me a few times before in the past, right?”
“Well… we never really had a proper conversation.”
Wait, what? He went as far as kidnapping and confining Chaperil, risking her hatred, but he never even had a proper conversation with her? Yet somehow, you knew about her condition—something even Chaperil herself didn’t fully understand.
Could it be…? No way, a stalker?!
“…No.”
“Huh?”
“I didn’t do any background checks or secretly follow you to find things out.”
“Wait, did I say that out loud?”
No, I was sure I only thought that… right?
Despite the fact that I’ve been speaking without much of a filter lately, I couldn’t have been so socially clueless as to call him a stalker to his face! Did I say it without realizing?
“It was all over your face.”
“On my face?”
“Yes. You were looking at me just now as if I were some kind of… insect.”
“Hah.”
No, I didn’t mean it like that! I was just thinking that it wasn’t exactly a good thing… probably. Maybe.
“Someone else told me about Chaperil’s condition.”
“Who was it?”
That was surprising.
Was it Jaha, perhaps? Hmm, I doubt it. I always got the impression that Enfrise didn’t fully trust Jaha. And yet, to allow him into the mansion…
Could there be someone else behind the scenes?
“It was my half-sibling.”
Enfrise answered calmly.
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