“I don’t live at the temple all the time.”
“……?”
Aslan tilted his head slightly, puzzled why she was telling him this.
Not knowing how to respond, he frowned and said nothing.
“I can come back once or twice a year. Uh… up to six times, if a lot.”
Seeing no response, Hestia asked hesitantly, “So… can I come to visit again?”
What did she mean by visiting?
His curiosity was resolved the moment he saw Hestia’s face.
Her purple eyes earnestly gazed into his.
‘She wants to visit me again?’
15-year-old Aslan was young. He longed for human connection. So… he nodded.
That must have been the beginning.
The start of Aslan eagerly waiting for the small girl, who barely reached his shoulders, to visit.
Responding to Hestia’s question about visiting again, Aslan nodded.
After that, Hestia never failed to stop by Aslan’s place whenever there was a big gathering or event at the palace, slipping away unnoticed.
He, who hadn’t paid much attention to the palace’s big events before, now made sure to find out in advance and was outside on those nights.
〈Shall I warm up?〉
It was a pathetic excuse, but he had to come up with something to justify it to himself.
Though he didn’t want to admit it, Aslan waited for Hestia.
Maybe because all the colors that made her up were the most familiar Kalati to him.
An isolated existence with no other connections, she was the only one who came to him first and spoke to him.
Of course, he knew.
It might be more about the ‘place’ than ‘him’ that Hestia did this.
‘But still.’
While Aslan was absentmindedly swinging his wooden sword, Hestia always approached him with a clear, sunny smile and greeted him.
“It’s been a while, Prince. Have you been well?”
“……As you see.”
However, this did not lead to their relationship becoming closer.
It was inevitable.
They met only a few times every few months, and even then, they exchanged only brief, awkward greetings.
How could they have any deeper interaction?
Aslan was not sociable or affable, even as a pretense, and Hestia was introverted, so their relationship hadn’t changed much from the beginning.
“I’ll stay quietly and then leave. Please continue with what you were doing, Prince.”
They exchanged greetings, but their conversation hardly ever flowed, and they each did their own thing.
Hestia didn’t go inside the palace but walked around the garden.
Unlike other palaces, this place had a pond in the garden with a rather deep water level.
Her steps always led there, and she would stand for a long time on the small bridge that crossed the pond.
Aslan knew that this spot offered the best view of the entire palace, so he didn’t find Hestia’s behavior strange.
‘Maybe she’s reminiscing about the time she lived here in the past.’
Not wanting to disturb her thoughts, Aslan also didn’t approach to start a conversation.
He always watched Hestia stop in the middle of that bridge, then turned his gaze away.
Thus, they spent their time separately.
However, Aslan never went indoors while Hestia was standing on that bridge.
And another thing.
No matter what else he was doing, his entire attention was always directed toward Hestia.
Like a compass.
No matter how many times he tried to force his interest elsewhere, it never shifted direction.
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
