However, as she passed near the lake, she saw Ranamun standing alone in an open pavilion built on the edge of the lake, seemingly perplexed, just looking at the sky.

Perhaps because of the heavy rain, Ranamun didn’t notice Latil and continued to alternate between looking at the sky and the ground. Only when Latil approached him closely, he finally noticed her and greeted her.

“Your Majesty.”

Latil noticed that Ranamun’s hair and shoulders were soaking wet. It seemed that he had been nearby when the rain started pouring suddenly and ran over here.

“Where is your servant?”

“He ran off to get an umbrella.”

Latil approached the pavilion and reached out to him.

“I’ll cover you. Let’s go together. Your shirt is completely soaked, you’ll catch a cold.”

Ranamun looked like he was about to say he was fine, but he obediently entered under the umbrella and reached his hand towards the umbrella handle.

“I’ll hold it.”

Since Ranamun was taller anyway, Latil handed the umbrella to him.

After walking a few steps like this, Ranamun suddenly reached out and drew Latil’s shoulder towards him.

“If you walk too far away, you might get wet……”

Suddenly pressed against Ranamun’s chest, Latil smelled a faint but refreshing scent from him. It was the same scent she had smelled in Ranamun’s room before.

Latil wanted to ask what this perfume, which went well with the icy Ranamun, was, but feeling awkward, she asked something else instead.

“Do you know my birthday is coming up soon?”

“I know.”

“Do we share the same birthday?”

Ranamun seemed to smile even though no sound could be heard. Latil felt the vibration from Ranamun’s chest, which was almost touching her face, and awkwardly rolled her eyes.

“How could I not know?”

“Do you have something you want for your birthday?”

“Do you, Your Majesty?”

“Well. I’ll think about it and let you know.”

“Then I’ll do the same.”

Even though they only had a short conversation, they had already arrived at the entrance of the building. Latil looked at Ranamun, who had entered under the roof and tilted the umbrella awkwardly, looking at her with a bit of regret.

Ranamun kept looking at Latil, wondering whether he should return the umbrella to her and wish her a good trip, or thank her and invite her to come in.

Latil also hesitated about whether to ask for the umbrella back or what to do next, as she couldn’t decide what to do next. It was Ranamun who asked first.

“Who were you here to see?”

“Uh……”

The regent. But in the midst of all this, it felt awkward to tell the regent she was coming and ask for the umbrella, so Latil took another step towards Ranamun and beat around the bush.

“Actually, I came to see you.”

“Is that so.”

Even though she didn’t expect him to be pleased, Ranamun turned around without any change in his expression and folded the umbrella, shaking it a few times to prevent the water from splashing. Then he started walking alone.

She should’ve just gone to the regent. Latil regretted it for a moment.

However, when she realized that Ranamun was walking much slower than usual, all those regrets instantly disappeared.

In addition, seeing him slowly take a few steps and then slow down even more to the point of tottering, it was clear that Ranamun was walking and continually checking to see if Latil was really coming to him.

‘Is it not? Does he like it?’

He hardly shows his emotions, can I know? While thinking so, Latil sneaked after Ranamun, leaning back leisurely.

Ranamun handed his umbrella to the escort standing in front of his room door, then opened the door himself.

As Latil entered the room, she looked around at the ceiling and walls as if it was her first time in Ranamun’s room.

“Your attendants seem to have gone looking for you. What if we missed each other?”

“If I’m not there, they’ll come back this way.”

“I see.”

Seeing Latil standing awkwardly, Ranamun took a fluffy towel from the drawer and handed it to her.

“Thank you.”

With the towel, Latil patted and dried her hair and neck, which were wet from the rain blowing sideways.

But what a surprise. Didn’t Ranamun suddenly take off his top all at once after handing Latil the towel? Latil was startled and stopped her hand movement.

In addition, Ranamun, after taking off his top, left it on the floor and said he needed to wash a bit because he had been rained on a lot, then went into the bathroom.

When the door closed softly and Ranamun’s straight back was no longer visible, Latil opened her eyes wide and put her hand on her heart.

“What a surprise.”

‘He’s very handsome indeed. Amazing.’

Remembering the moist upper body of Ranamun that appeared and disappeared in the blink of an eye, Latil shook her head quickly.

But her heart and brain held that image tightly and refused to let go, so her heartbeat kept quickening, and the image of Ranamun’s upper body kept popping up in her mind.

Latil quickly sat on a nearby chair and fiddled with the towel for no reason.

But when the sound of water came from the bathroom, even though she was alone, she felt more awkward, so Latil cleared her throat and approached the window. It was still raining heavily.

‘I wonder if Sonnaught is alright.’

Then a low voice from the bathroom called, “Your Majesty.”

“Ah! I’m here!”

Although it wasn’t necessary to do so much, Latil, without realizing it, ran to the bathroom door with the towel in her hand.

“Why?”

When Latil asked, Ranamun requested from inside the bathroom again.

“I mistakenly entered without bringing clothes. Can you bring them for me?”

“Clothes? Any clothes will do?”

“Yes.”

Latil went to Ranamun’s wardrobe, opened the door and looked inside. Fortunately, a comfortable outfit was hanging on the hanger as if to say ‘take this.’

With that, Latil approached the bathroom and asked awkwardly.

“Should I leave it in front?”

“Could you bring it inside?”

“In, inside?”

Without realizing it, Latil asked in a trembling voice, then embarrassed, she slapped her mouth.

But since he asked her to bring it, Latil picked up the clothes, quietly opened the bathroom door and went in.

Just by opening a door, the bathroom appeared with a completely white tone, unlike the outside. Inside the whitest bathtub, Ranamun was lying surrounded by white and fluffy bubbles.

Latil thoughtlessly looked at him, saw his body through the gaps in the bubbles, and almost dropped the clothes she was holding because her fingers went limp.

Ranamun, soaking wet, looked very sensual, and Latil thought that if he requested the exclusive use of the word ‘brainwashing’ right now, she might give him exclusive rights.

As Latil stared blankly at him, Ranamun spoke in his usual cold voice.