The paper was filled with writing, but there was only one sentence, and it wasn’t even a perfect one.
“Just ask the lower ones to write it for you. I can’t write it even if it takes a lifetime.”
As Hades mockingly spoke, Latifa slightly protruded her lips, making a strange expression—something she often did when Hades teased her.
“Jeez, I thought you were going to laugh.”
“You, take a look at this. An Imperial wrote something surprisingly troublesome.”
Hades handed the paper Latifa had written to the attendant who brought the refreshments.
“If you laugh out loud at the goddess’s writing, I’ll reduce your three-day punishment.”
Hades laughed heartily as he presented the paper with strange writing to the attendant, and the poor attendant’s face gradually twisted as if struggling to contain his laughter.
“……Huk, Kkeup”
“EutChwi!”
When the attendant finally tried to let out a laugh, Latifa, at that moment, made a loud sneezing sound, covering the attendant’s laughter.
“Oh! You’re ruining my fun.”
With a fake sneeze, Hades grumbled and playfully tapped Latifa’s forehead with the rolled-up paper.
“Isn’t it time for dinner preparation? You’re busy, so go back quickly. If you need anything, I’ll call you again.”
Even with that sarcasm, Latifa, having thwarted Hades’s prank, spoke calmly with a sense of accomplishment, resting her chin on her hand.
Responding to her mercy, the attendant smiled broadly, bowed quickly, and swiftly exited the living room.
“Do you enjoy being a source of amusement for me?”
“So, did I not order you not to laugh?”
Hades lazily stretched his body over a pile of cushions, buried his back, and took a sip of hot jasmine tea.
Amidst sporadic trivial conversations, the sound of Latifa’s thick goose feather pen scratching on paper echoed through the air.
Amidst the rich scent of jasmine, Latifa, lying on the carpet again, continued her writing practice, and Hades, without a word, casually twisted her silvery hair with his fingers as if playing.
The two didn’t exchange any words.
Even though Latifa probably knew that Hades had visited the royal palace and met with Luan, she didn’t ask a single word about it, and Hades didn’t bring up the topic either.
“Do you like reading books?”
“Well, sort of.”
“What will you use writing for?”
“I’m just trying to create simple information. Many of the Imperials who come here don’t know Desertic. There are quite a few Imperials who have illegally entered as slaves.”
“Hmm. Be careful not to extend your kindness. Can you even interpret human language after animals?”
Amidst intermittent trivial conversations, only the sound of the thick goose feather pen brushing against paper continued to flow.
A peaceful break time before the evening meal, infused with the rich scent of jasmine.
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
In response to Hades’s call, Latifa raised her head again from the paper and looked at him.
If she needs me to become the Sultan?
Latifa’s clear, vivid blue eyes faced Hades without a trace of impurity.
Recalling Luan’s words, Hades, unable to look directly into those blue eyes, averted his gaze and muttered at the end of his words.
“Nothing… It’s nothing.”
“Unlikely.”
After a long silence and the sound of the goose feather pen scribbling again, they both knew that it was enough to fill the large living room.
『Do not let tears speak for you. It’s cowardly.』
『… What else can I do? Kahok.』
『If you don’t convey it directly, no one will know. I conveyed it. I’ve always been conveying it to you, haven’t I?』
Kahok, putting aside his usual malicious expression, played a sorrowful melody on the sitar made of Zara shell for Suriya, who was crying.
『You still don’t know who the truly cowardly man is.』
『Harsept is not a coward.』
“I don’t know who the man called a knowing man should love, but it is a rule to let the whole world know and be prepared to be cursed as a villain by everyone. Like me.”
Suriya, engulfed in sorrow, remained silent.
“Beautiful lady. Whether it’s love or hatred, if you don’t convey it, no one will truly understand.”
Excerpt from “Heroic Tales of Harsept Volume 4,” unpublished version
“Invited to the royal palace?”
Hades, who was about to swing his sword, stopped and asked while tying a thick hemp rope around his wrist.
“Yes. Princess Asti asked me to help with something in Mercatus and invited me to stay at the royal palace for a few days. Can I go?”
Latifa handed Hades the green edict she had received from Asti a while ago. It contained an order inviting Latifa to visit the royal palace.
Even if it were Hades, he couldn’t refuse the princess’s command, and if that happened, wouldn’t there be a chance to talk to Luan while staying with Asti? Latifa had a small hope like that.
“Tsk.”
Hades suddenly approached Latifa, grabbing her chin and examining her from side to side.
“What’s this all of a sudden?”
Latifa asked, trying to hide the uncomfortable feeling.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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