Sicar looked a bit awkward. The expression he wore was quite similar to the one I often wore in the past. In other words, it was an expression that seemed to say, ‘What are you talking about?’

“Again, talking about your wishes. Like how you changed the fate of my grandmother and Hersha, I think you can change Roen’s fate as well.”

Sicar smiled somewhat mockingly at me, but from my perspective, it seemed like all of it was a smile born out of his liking for me.

‘This kid. He’ll just like whatever I say.’

It seemed like he was hiding it because it could be a weakness for me. In that case, it would be best to act as if I didn’t notice.

After having dinner, we visited Grandma’s room, where she had returned after finishing her evening meal.

Upon seeing me, Kian wanted to hug me, saying he missed me so much.
“I missed you too, Kian. I heard from the Duke earlier that the priests really like you. Is that true?”

Kian shyly smiled and scratched his head.

“Yes. It’s been a while since they’ve seen a small child like me… They really liked it.”

Now that I looked closely, Kian was also wearing the robes that the priests wore. Seeing young Kian in those robes was so adorable that I couldn’t close my mouth. No wonder he was popular.

Grandma also praised Kian’s cleverness and cuteness while gently patting his head.

“No matter how well Kian speaks, the priests find it more fascinating. He can even speak Ancient languages. Moreover, he is well-versed in history and geography. The priests can’t take their eyes off Kian.”

It must be all thanks to Radox’s teachings. Sending him to Radox was indeed the right decision. I feel proud!

“Oh, I heard from Sicar. You almost fainted earlier. Are you feeling better now?”

“Ah, yes. I’m fine, Grandma. Thank you for worrying.”

Grandma tightly held my hand and gently stroked my face with her other hand.

“It doesn’t get better even inside the temple. But I don’t think it’s an incurable disease. It will get better someday.”

Grandma’s embrace and her words were always warm and sweet, making everything feel as if it would be healed just by being in her arms.

I wanted to sleep with Grandma and Kian like this forever, but soon, the inevitable happened.

In short, it was time for Sicar and me to spend the night alone in the same room.

After finishing the goodnight greetings and returning to the room, I went straight to bed after washing up, my wet hair wrapped in a towel.

‘I can just fall asleep right away while Sicar is bathing!’

However, despite having spent an incredibly long and exhausting day, my mind was surprisingly clear.

‘It’s not working. I have to fall asleep as soon as Sicar finishes bathing; otherwise, when I open my eyes, it will be tomorrow.’

Just a while ago, I was very drowsy, but now, despite closing my eyes to try to fall asleep, my mind only became more alert, making it even more difficult to fall into slumber.

‘No, this won’t do. I should fall asleep before Sicar comes out of the bath, so when I wake up, it will be tomorrow.’

I had just closed my eyes, thinking about how to get some sleep when Sicar’s figure appeared as he came out of the bath.

Sicar had a towel around his waist, completely undressed on top.

His slightly damp, glistening skin seemed to radiate a glow from the well-defined chest muscles.

Sicar’s chest, now uncovered, looked firm, and the sturdy muscles outlined their contours.

I found myself admiring Sicar’s muscles even at this moment. I quickly snapped out of it.

“Why aren’t you wearing anything when you come out!”
While I was astonished, Sicar responded with an incredibly calm expression.

“It’s hot.”

“But, even though I’m here, you should have worn clothes.”

“Then, why don’t you just close your eyes? Why are your eyes wide open as you say that?”

Well, I was briefly admiring your chest… No, I didn’t close my eyes because I was afraid of what Sicar might do.

Instead of closing my eyes, I turned away.

“From tomorrow, tell me in advance. You should have turned away before.”

There was no response, only the sound of clothes rustling from behind.

“If someone speaks, they should at least respond.”

Since he was changing clothes, he couldn’t turn his head.

“Sicar, are you listening to me?”

Still, there was no response.

What is he doing? Trying to argue, I turned around, and Sicar removed the towel I had wrapped around my head.

Before I could question him, he brought a new towel, placed it on my head, and began to dry my hair.

“You should dry your hair right after washing it to avoid catching a cold. Just because there are no maids here, it doesn’t mean you can go to sleep with wet hair. Do you want to catch a cold and groan in bed until you go home, saying you’ll change Roen’s fate?”

“Well, this is the Divine Temple, so even if I catch a cold, I’ll recover quickly. Or maybe the priests will help me recover.”

Whether my words were accurate or not, Sicar remained silent. Seeing him without a response and his mouth sealed, I couldn’t help but laugh, but I had to endure it.

Although the nagging had a point, the location was the Divine Temple. Sicar.

Still, he dried my hair, and my mood became drowsy. Unlike a while ago when my mind was clear, sleep slowly approached.

“Anyway, if you sleep with a wet towel on the pillow, germs will thrive, so dry your hair properly. No, your arm strength is weak, making it difficult to dry it yourself. From tomorrow, wash and come sit here. I’ll dry it for you.”

The great Sicar drying someone’s hair. Indeed, without a doubt, he liked me a lot.

Then should I say something cheeky? Let’s call this my timid revenge for all the things you’ve done to me.

“Fine. From tomorrow, then, let me dry your hair.”

Was I a bit cheeky?

However, Sicar’s reaction was still not straightforward.

“Your tone has become arrogant. It would be troublesome if you interpret kindness as a right.”

His chilly and spooky tone sent shivers down my spine. He’s a scary guy.

He should teach that in front of love, the one who loves more is the weaker party. Unfortunately, I still didn’t have the courage to confess that he likes me.

So, I quickly changed my attitude.

“Okay, then, I’ll rely on you from tomorrow.”

Sicar didn’t respond, but I thought he might have smirked.
In the meantime, Sicar had thoroughly dried my hair. The hair was bone-dry, as if it couldn’t be done without some affection.

“Now, I should sleep really well.”

To sleep again, I tried to flip the slightly damp pillow. Upon doing so, Sicar swapped the pillow with his own and said,

“I won’t catch a cold even if the pillow is damp.”

It could be an excuse, just because he was worried about me.

But, somehow, Sicar saying that felt a bit cute.

To sleep once more, I rested my head on the cozy pillow he provided. Then, Sicar held my hand.

“I won’t invade your bed. Just sleep while holding hands.”