But you left all of that behind and went to Arrowfield single-handedly.

To be honest, I am genuinely surprised and amazed by your choice.

Heriettas face was reflected in Jonathans gray eyes. She was a young woman, not yet twenty years old. He wouldnt have cared too much for her if he had passed her by on the street. In a way she was ordinary.

Still, something changed inside him. Even if it wasnt engulfed in a twinkling light, there was a feeling that couldnt be easily suppressed. Respect? Awe? He didnt even know what it was. Still, it was clear that it was a likeability of some kind.

Miss Herietta. I will help you.

Jonathan said earnestly.

If you want to cross over to Brimdel, I will help you do so, and if you want to find something, I will help you find it even if I have to give a thousand gold.

Sir Jonathan.

Please tell me. How can I help you?

In the past, he had helped her because he was carrying out the orders of his master, Bernard, but it was different now. He sincerely wanted to help her. Even though he might not be with her until the end of her journey, he wanted to be the stepping stones so that she could safely take her first steps.

If its help, Ive already received more than I deserve.

Herietta, who was lost in deep thought for a moment, opened her mouth.

Besides, the truth is.

Herietta let out a sigh and tried to speak, but Jonathan held up one hand to stop her. He turned his head sideways and put his ear towards the outside. Careful eyes. Slightly parted lips.

Herietta wondered what was going on, and at the same time, his expression, which was listening to it, was distorted. Whooom. A low, heavy sound like a boat horn. It was the sound coming through the tightly closed window.

No way.

Jonathan jumped up. Then, without hesitation, he strode to the window and opened it wide. Then a rumbling sound, like coming from the abyss, grew louder and louder.

Herietta, who had followed Jonathan, peered over his shoulder and out of the window. Surprise spread across her face as she followed where he was staring.

A group of dozens of riders were galloping towards the castle. Between them she could see a golden flag fluttering in the wind. It was a flag with the coat of arms of the royal family of Velicia.

A special visitor has come to Arrowfield Castle.

Herietta and Jonathan hurried downstairs. Going outside through the wide open door, they saw that many people were already waiting to greet the newly arrived guest. And among them, the owner of the castle, the Lord of Arrowfield, and his family were also included.

The figure of the Lord, standing at the bottom of the steps and holding his hands together in reverence, stood in stark contrast to the expensive fur coat he was wearing. Had they been warned in advance that a guest was coming? It was a wonder how the Lord could move so quickly at an advanced age of nearly seventy.

Most of the group consisted of fully armed knights. A red cloak was draped over their broad shoulders, indicating that they were knights of Velicia.

There was a man standing at the front of the group. He was wearing a neat robe unlike the others, and he stood out because of his different appearance.

The man gave the reins of the horse he rode to an attendant and had a conversation with the Lord who came to welcome him. Then, perhaps he felt a presence, he turned his head and looked up the stairs. His calm and indifferent expression suddenly brightened.

Herietta!

He exclaimed. Then he quickly ran up the stairs, sprinting on his long legs.

Herietta!

Your, Your Highness?

Herietta was startled when she realized that the man was none other than Bernard.

Your Highness? Why is Your Highness here ?

You should be in the capital now. But Herrieta couldnt utter those words. Bernard came and hugged her first.

Herietta.

He called her name again.

I missed you.

I really missed you.

Bernard whispered like he was making a confession to a holy priest. His soft voice tickled Herrietas ears. A refreshing menthol scent spread from his wide arms. It was a body scent she had become quite accustomed to.

Herietta was speechless seeing Bernard covering her whole body without even hiding it. He looked at her with an expression so tender and affectionate. The sincere heart, unmixed with a single lie, poured down like a waterfall.

But thats for a while. Herietta, who had blinked her eyes while being trapped in Bernards strong arms, suddenly came to her senses. Dozens of eyes were on the two. Expressions of those people showing they do not understand the situation that was unfolding in front of them. Embarrassed, she hurriedly pushed Bernard away.

Your Highness! People are looking at us!

Herietta gave him a small scolding.

Someone would think that we separated and reunited again after 10 years.

Ten years? From my point of view, it felt much longer than that.

Bernard did not hesitate in the slightest and confidently responded to her. He put both of his hands on her shoulders and began to look around with serious eyes.

Are you hurt?

As you can see, Im fine.

Harrieta shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently. Bernard looked a little relieved to hear her answer.

What brings you here?

Herrieta asked.

What about the capital?

I came to meet you.

Bernard replied. With a confident look, without any hesitation.

Me?

Herietta looked puzzled and pointed her finger at herself.

Just that reason?

I told you.

Bernard gently squeezed Heriettas hand.

I missed you.

In his deep eyes, Heriettas face was enveloped. She felt that his hand in hers was gentle yet powerful at the same time.

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