How To Choose A Knight (28 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 53

Her eyes tapered at the corners like delicate ornamentation, with a softly upturned curve at the very ends. Thus, when her long lashes fluttered like a butterfly’s wings, she appeared exceedingly gentle—but in truth, she was the opposite.

If there was something she wanted to do, she simply had to do it; if it was dangerous, she never hesitated to dive right in. He himself had once been swept away by that reckless impulsiveness.

That violet hue deepened into rich saturation in the shade, while under sunlight it became strikingly clear—shifting like a gemstone, vibrant and multifaceted. Though the color varied, it always carried the luster befitting her name: Jade.

It wasn’t a tranquil winter day in the forest, nor was it by a drowsiness-inducing fireplace—yet again, he found himself acting foolish. The resolution he’d made just recently had already blurred, scattering until not even a trace remained.

Did she truly believe she could return to the forest without looking back?

Impossible.

He thought that if only he saw her once more, he’d understand what this feeling truly was. Just one more time, and he was sure he’d know.

But that thought was wrong. He could never fully grasp it. He still didn’t know what this emotion was—because it was still too fragile to be pinned down with any single word.

Yet one thing was absolutely certain: he was annoyed by how often that pale, thin mage kept bothering Jade.

Even now, wasn’t he yanking her wrist about as he pleased? Her wrist was already frail and lifeless—if it turned red from his grip, what then?

In that fleeting moment of useless anger, someone approached Jade and started chattering. Though he’d missed most of the conversation while gazing into her beautiful violet eyes, one sentence hammered itself into his ears:

“You aren’t even the official head of House Broen yet—merely the heir. Don’t you think His Majesty is going too far?”

Axel doubted his own ears.

Broen?

Even he, who’d once held zero interest in the throne, had heard of that house. The oldest lineage of mages in the El Zion Kingdom—they had magnificently governed their southern territory for generations.

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