Save You's

06. Reversed (2)

Reflin Kailen returned from the magic tower with a withered face, an unpleasant aura imprinted every step he took down the hallway of the Kailen residence that seemed to give him access not to be disturbed.

Except when he meets someone who shares the same blood with him.

Reflin greeted Ivyna with a cold aura as his younger sister came in opposite directions to his goal, the aura and appearance of the two men looking almost identical even though the two did not get along.

"Congratulations on the engagement that will soon be confirmed."

"It's nice to hear it from you."

The words were spoken only a trickle of seconds when they were on their backs, Ivyna giving an unwarranted salute.

Reflin immediately heads to Duke's room to let him know, while Ivyna is just finished from class and finds Jens standing in front of a window letting the wind blow away the black strands of the immature male's hair.

Then he turned his attention to Ivyna, who had told Sarah to close the door.

"Ivy!"

"You're infiltrating again" Ivyna's cold voice gives Jens some goosebumps this coming fall.

"I'm here to take you for a walk."

The sound of Jens space, he brought replacing the withered orchid flowers in a vase with fresh flowers. The Ivyna custom makes no sense, letting a flower wither without being replaced is unethical.

"No" he answered.

"Why?"

Behind the black cloth cover Jens eyes widened like asking for mercy, he had come all the way to the House of Kailen not only to get rejection from Ivyna that he loved.

"Reflin's back, I'm sure mom's gonna have a family dinner."

"I'll be with you in the form of a kucin-"

"No, Jens, Reflin is a talented magic detector. You can't fool him."

The only reason Jens' presence went undetected was because Jens had no magic.

If Jens has magic, it's not just insinuations about the rumors he's received but also insinuations about hiding underage mistresses.

"Ah, then take your time just for a moment to chat with me huh huh?"

Jens' hands lightly stretched out.

Ivyna responded seriously, there was a difference between Jens tanned skin and Ivyna milky white skin that made the noble descendant smile rather small.

Jens must be training seriously to become a Knight.

He still remembered the words of Jens who had been spoken two years ago, when their meeting was only a few months old and the childish twinkle encompassed the boy who had grown up as a knight since childhood.

At that time Jens was like a sweet boy who was younger and shorter, so short that he could not believe the short young man would be taller than him. He also recalled the scars and bandages that wrapped around Jens' neck.

"The old man is too serious when training me," Jens grumbled in seriousness.

Ivyna in disguise can only listen when Jens returns complaining.

"I don't want to work with him!"

Imagining such a small child working is ironic, but the rumor that Alice's House is more humanely guiding abandoned children than street thugs is enough to make Ivyna teach training acts that seem harsh.

He also knows that Jens loves swords because it is the only thing Jens can achieve.

"Then, what will you work for?" Ivyna asked, she closed the cheap novel book causing the fireflies to move away from her.

The lake in the forest adjacent to the city of Vall was seen filled with fireflies that night, Jens threw rocks so as to break the calm of the lake water.

The somewhat cold air was ignored by the two children.

"I'll work hard being a Knight," Jens excitedly, he stood up and pointed to himself. "At that time, please hire me to be your knight forever."

"It looks interesting."

Ivyna distanced the old mind.

'He's 19 now, just a few months away from becoming an adult. At that time, he could escape from adult parenting and start looking for a partner.'

He glanced at Jens' strapping body.

He looked at Jens who was smiling widely and led him to sit on one of the chairs.

"Oh Ivy, can you get Sarah to bring you a snack? I've been waiting for you since without being able to chew anything."

"All right."

Ivyna smiled slightly, Jens attitude never matured.

He calls Sarah to serve what Jens asks, her capable servant rushes to the kitchen to retrieve the lady's request despite having to grumble a little about Jens who is taking advantage of Ivyna's kindness.

"Say what you want?" Ivyna opened her mouth.

It feels less if Jens visits without having any other agenda other than taking Ivyna for a walk.

Ivyna interpreted his guess as correct after Jens' smile widened, the man gave a piece of paper and pen and handed it to Ivyna.

Long finger Jens tapping on the paper.

"I'll go to the Nire Kingdom and you can write what you want me to bring."

"Kingdom of Nire" was the kingdom he had once visited, but it had been a long time. "Are you chosen as Princess Bell's guard?"

"right."

Look at the man in front of him.

Didn't Ivyna tell Jens to rest?

"But your hand has not healed completely."

"I'll just be a man's companion, no problem."

"Ah."

Trays containing snacks and a set of tea utensils were placed on the table. Jens picked it up immediately, chewing and drinking without regard to ethics.

Ivyna herself let Jens, she wrote something on paper and folded it.

"Open when you're really going to buy souvenirs."

Jens' forehead wrinkled a little, but Jens chose not to care and continued eating.

Ivyna watched the movements while drinking tea.

"Rumors say the date of your engagement with the crown prince has been announced" asked Jens, he had just read the newspaper this morning and this thought bothered him. "Is that true?"

"That's just a rumor" Ivyna replied. "Even for now, His Majesty the King is still considering my role whether it is worth it or not."

"Aren't there any other candidates?" fishing rod Jens.

Ivyna just sipped her tea and nodded.

Jens's frown, supposedly as a rose of high-class promiscuity Ivyna heard all the rumors about the nobility - even the Crown Prince's tacit relationship with the Tower Girl should not be a possible thing for Ivyna not to know.

Is Ivyna being ordinary?

Jens involuntarily stroked the back of Ivyna's hand, his smile as sweet as a painting that a noble girl had bitten. "Just relax, Ivy, you've got what you wanted all this time."

"Jens," Ivyna brushed off the sweet treat. "Don't touch a woman as you please, you'll get in trouble if you keep doing this bad thing."

Jens held hands, "Why? Are you in love with me?"

"Omong empty."

"Hahaha," it was an unusual loose laugh, not out of hurt or sadness, it was because Jens belonged to feel proud. "Ivy you can't lie to your feelings, you can marry the Crown Prince but remember you can make me a concubine."

The door opened before Jens laughed again.

Sarah, the ginger-haired adult waitress was already carrying a broom and ready to hit.

Jens jumped out of the window and stepped on the branch, "See you Ivy, I'll buy you a gift at your request and say thank you to the kind Sara."

"Basic little sneak," Sarah screeched as soon as she lowered the broom, she bowed respectfully to Ivyna who was again sipping tea.

"Sometimes, I feel comforted and irritated."