The pouring raindrops loudly struck the window.
Faced with the unexpected truth, none of us could easily open our mouths.
As if expecting such a reaction, Raven stood up from his seat. Then, he approached the window where raindrops were falling lightly.
“My brother had a sharp mind not fitting his age. Everything seemed calculated to the point where it felt chilling when observed from the side. Father spent a lot of time talking to him alone.”
Raven’s face, reflected in the closed window, looked painfully contorted.
“I hated that brother. It was jealousy from my younger days. Of course, there were times when we were on good terms. However, when I, at a young age, excelled in swordsmanship or quick thinking… it was all because I made every effort to surpass my brother.”
“….Raven.”
“I said harsh words to my brother a lot. Many times, I called him a monster. I didn’t believe it when he told me to stay away from Father or to be careful. I believed he was lying to monopolize Father.”
A self-deprecating laughter mixed with the sound of rain echoed. Perhaps because of the patter of the steadily falling raindrops, the laughter became dampened.
“As I grew older, and so, as Father needed me, the days of arguing with my brother increased.”
“….”
“But one day, Father started treating me well. Around that time, the fights between Father and my brother increased. The young me, who used to be just fine, liked it.”
Raven turned his body.
The window behind him, soaked in rain on his back, seemed to resemble his face.
“…But I didn’t know that Father was useless until the day he died, and my brother fought to save me.”
Raven seemed to know why he hadn’t spoken until now. Bringing this up meant acknowledging his past mistakes, admitting the immature self he didn’t want to remember.
“Late at night, I once encountered that assassin coming out of Father’s study. The man stroked my head and said, ‘If you want to live, forget.'”
“Ha.”
“At that time, I didn’t even know who that man was. The day I met that man again… it was the day he killed my brother.”
Revampel lowered his gaze. And then, he took a deep, suppressed breath.
“…That’s right. The man Father hired killed my brother.”
Raven’s two hands trembled. Unable to forget that blood-stained day, he took a deep breath, laboring for air.
“It wasn’t a night we slept together.”
“Huh?”
“The rumors say we slept together, right? …I wish we had fallen asleep affectionately like that. Until the end, I was such a terrible brother to him.”
Raven’s face twisted in agony.
“I, I told my brother… I also want Father’s love, so don’t interfere. I wished my brother… my brother would disappear… That’s what I went to say. I said that.”
“….Raven.”
“The man who killed my brother said that. Since my brother died, I can now be loved by Father, it’s a good thing, he said, laughing.”
The breath, which had been hurriedly drawn, abruptly stopped. Raven, with his mind partially gone, stared into the empty space with unfocused eyes, resembling a madman.
“If you don’t want to become like my brother… He told me not to defy Father like my brother did. So, he said he doesn’t remember that man. He knows nothing.”
“…….”
“That way, I can somehow survive and seek revenge.”
So that’s what it was. It wasn’t that he couldn’t remember.
A young child, craving revenge more than fear.
He silently concealed his claws and waited for the right moment. Enduring everything until now, even holding his breath.
“To kill that man. And to kill my father who killed my brother.”
“…….”
“My brother, although I often envied him and hated him for being too good. Still, still, he was my brother. On days when I was a crybaby, he always hugged me and comforted me until I fell asleep again…”
“…….”
“On days when I was a crybaby, he always hugged me and comforted me until I fell asleep again, my proud brother.”
Raven walked slowly. And he stopped in front of Revampel.
“Now, have you got your answer, Your Majesty?”
“…Prepare for the formal inauguration ceremony as the Minister of Finance.”
Revampel stood up, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to Raven. Raven, looking at the handkerchief given by Revampel, wrinkled his face.
“I won’t cry.”
“I know. I can see it too.”
“But why are you giving me a handkerchief?”
“If you get caught in the rain on your way back, you need to wipe it.”
Revampel, shaking his head, pointed to the window behind Raven with his chin.
“It doesn’t seem like the rain will stop anytime soon.”
“…….”
Raven silently took the handkerchief.
“Next time, not a handkerchief but…”
“……?”
“I’ll hand you the neck of Lord Liraneph.”
Raven grasped the handkerchief handed by Revampel as if grabbing the light of salvation.
“…I will wait for that time.”
Raven decided to return to Lord Liraneph’s mansion. For now, pretending to be cooperative with Lord Liraneph seemed to be good for his safety.
It seemed important to proceed with the inauguration of the Minister of Finance at least a little.
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