Time-Limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 36

Chapter 18.2

“A tease? In this situation, where His Majesty is stronger and holds a higher position than me, how could that be a joke?”

Her questioning left him at a loss for words. Even though he was originally a lawless person and didn’t care about morals, it was true that he had intended to torment this commoner woman. It when then did he realized his mistake through Ellin’s criticism. What he had done wasn’t just a harmless joke but a threatening act.

Regardless of the circumstances, was it necessary to go this far for someone who had kept his secret, who had looked at him without disgust? Even among rough men, it was unforgivable.

Arkan, who had casually exerted his power and authority over others, found himself bitterly reflecting on the small woman’s reproach.

“…I’m truly sorry.”

He was at a loss for what to do.

To make matters worse, he didn’t even realize his current state. It was his first time being so restless after being ‘scolded’ like this.

“I’ll send you a set of clothes as an apology. I noticed earlier that green suits you well. Did you wear such clothes to impress me?”

“The clothes aren’t necessary now. There’s no need to look pretty.”

‘What kind of misunderstanding is he getting now?’

As Ellin bit her lip, in the meanwhile, not understanding her intention, Arkan looked puzzled.

“Then what do you want? Or do you need money?”

It was an unexpectedly sincere gesture for him. If she refused his apology, that would be the end of it, yet he was slightly persistent.

“I don’t need any of that. I simply want Your Majesty to leave this place, and I would prefer it if you didn’t show any interest in me.”

Her words had a somewhat arrogant tone. Although he was aware of it, her cold expression left him speechless.

As the Emperor of the country, he had encountered numerous individuals, but none quite like her. Besdies, their relationship wasn’t conventional either. She was in a position where her life was under his control, threatened by his power… Yet, he couldn’t help but admire this woman named Ellin, who fearlessly made demands despite the circumstances.

Her young eyes held a deep resentment, and it served as a reminder that he had become a despicable person. Nonetheless, inexplicably, he found himself drawn to those emerald green eyes, desiring to see them again.

“That’s not possible. I can’t help but be interested in someone who knows my secret.”

“….”

“This banquet had various meanings, but the main purpose was to have a conversation with you.”

He gazed at her face.

“If you don’t have any you want, can I make the choice? I feel like I know what you need.”

Suddenly, he smiled mischievously.

With a frown, Ellin looked up at his face as Arkan leaned down, bringing his face to hers before he reached out and touched her hair.

“For instance, how about using a hair dye to change this pretty platinum color to something dull?”

As she immediately looked at her hair, her color was changing to platinum as water cascaded down her hair.

Seeing this, she was taken aback.

“Usually, bathroom products for guests are mixed with a temporary disguise-removing potion. You shouldn’t show a false appearance in front of the Emperor.”

“….”

“Why do you dye your hair like that? Are you trying to run away?”

“It’s not like that. My hair is just too conspicuous, so I dyed it to blend in.”

Out of fear that the temple might track down the ‘real saint,’ she had dyed her hair. As long as Lilliana was around, nobody would suspect her true identity except for the Emperor himself, who was now standing right in front of her.

In an unfortunate twist, she had revealed her true hair color to the one person she should have avoided at all costs.

“It’s not good for a woman to stand out, especially someone like me, a commoner who has no choice but to yield when someone like Your Majesty treats me like this.”

While saying that, she glanced at him. Arkan, who subtly caught the hint of sarcasm, crumpled his face and replied.

“So, you consider me a heartless scoundrel.”

“Is that not the case?”

Challenged by her response, he stared at her intently before ringing the bell placed on the table. In response, another maid, different from the one before, entered the room.

“Did you call, Your Majesty?”

“Get some hair dye for the lady’s hair, and make it dark brown. Also, bring her some sleepwear…”

Arkan looked at Ellin.

“And prepare a dress for her to wear tomorrow. There should be a pile of dresses that the former queen hasn’t worn before.”

“Your Majesty!”

“As for the color, yes, a subtle pearlescent color should be nice.”

“….”

“Consider this not as an apology but as a gesture of gratitude. That’s all for now.”

Before Ellin could retort, Arkan rushed out as if fleeing from something.

She wore a perplexed expression.

‘It’s been like this before.’

He was impulsive in his actions.

Even if she refused, he would give dresses, jewelry, and all kinds of precious ornaments as he pleased. Nonetheless, it was all part of his attempt to persuade her. Whatever the case, he needed to win the heart of the saint to justify the kidnapping.

‘But now…’

…Not now.

Right now, this was ‘given’ purely as a capricious act because she cried…

Ellin covered her face in embarrassment.

In her previous life, shedding tears in front of Arkan was a rarity for her. However, in this life, perhaps because she hadn’t trained her emotions properly, tears came too easily.

‘…Arkan apologized to me.’

Furthermore, after shedding tears like that, he apologized for dismissing his actions as a mere joke. She had expected herself to be angry, but strangely, his sincerity touched her. Even though she wasn’t the saint he had thought she was, he had been more genuine with her than she had anticipated…

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