The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 107

Elena swallowed the lump in her throat towards Carlisle's sharp gaze. He wasn't sure exactly what he was saying, but he had an idea that something irreversible could happen. Elena shook her head as she replied.

"No, thank you."

"…I saw."

Carlisle's expression fell, and he wet his dry lips with his tongue. The scene was so erotic that it made Elena's heart beat faster.

Kung kung kung.

As he listened to the rumbling sounds in his head, he realized that he was quite drunk. Carlisle who sat in front of him looked even more handsome than usual. Her black hair was in stark contrast to her pale skin, and her long nose and tightly closed lips made Elena's gaze like a magnet.

"Does he look better now because of my heart?"

He knew he had a handsome face from the beginning, but now he felt happy whenever he looked at him. Maybe the danger isn't Carlisle, but Elena who's drunk. To Carlisle, she might just be a woman, but to him, she was the only man that made him shiver.

"Be aware before you make a mistake, Elena."

Suddenly, he was worried about what he might do under the influence of alcohol. The effect kept anyone from getting too hampered, and he did not want to be honest about his feelings without countermeasures. He was afraid of how Carlisle would pick it up, and his shoulders were already filled with burdens.

Fortunately, his depression from that day had eased slightly, and he rose from his chair to recover his senses.

"I'll walk for a while to wake up and come back."

Elena stood up and started walking away from the terrace, then stopped when Carlisle caught her wrist.

"You took a bandage from your ankle."

"Well…"

He did not want to reveal any signs of weakness at the party, so he let go of his bandages. He was so busy that he forgot about it — until Carlisle showed it now. It wasn't a serious injury from the start, but wearing high heels all day did make him feel worse. Elena quickly made excuses out of fear Carlisle would worry about her if she told the truth.

"I feel well enough that I don't need a bandage."

"really? Your ankles look more swollen today. "

Her physical changes were so small that Elena could not even tell the difference with just pain. Carlisle's ability to detect subtle differences was remarkable.

Elena hesitated for a moment, and Carlisle soundlessly entered the room. He came back in a hurry with the bandage, and he approached Elena again.

"Sit. Don't overdo it until you're better. ”

Carlisle pulled out a chair and placed it behind Elena, and she sat there. Carlisle knelt in front of her and held onto her slender ankle, then gently began to wrap around the bandage.

"Car — Caril …."

Surprised by her posture, Elena was made to rush over.

"Shut up."

Carlisle's loud voice blocked her movement, and Elena blushed in embarrassment.

"What if someone sees you kneeling?"

"Kneel to hold my wife's ankle?"

"You are the Crown Prince of the Rupert Empire. This behavior …

"It doesn't matter if I'm the crown prince. It's my decision, whatever position I'm in, to touch my wife's ankle. ”

Carlisle's arrogant statement was enough to burn Elena's confused thoughts. The blurry image of his alcohol seemed to sharpen with his emotions, and he became so dizzy that he could not help it.

Kung kung kung kung kung.

His heart was pounding in his ears, even harder than before, and his blood was boiling from his burning touch.

A while later, Carlisle finished wrapping the bandage, and he lifted his head to smile gently at Elena. Her eyes were focused on the woman, and the affectionate curves from her lips made her crave it at that moment.

Elena thoughtlessly put her hand to Carlisle's cheek. He looked at her questioningly as he firmly held her face.

Is it because of alcohol? The feeling in his chest exploded like fireworks. Elena whispered to him with flushed cheeks.

"I want to kiss you."

Carlisle's eyes widened for a moment. The world seemed to be increasingly revolving around Elena as her emotions peaked, but she did not intend to stop there. Little by little…

The moment when their lips will reach—

The teolsseogs!

His face directly passed through his lips and landed on Carlisle's shoulder, and he reflexively caught his limp body so he didn't fall. He had no choice but to tighten his grip on the woman. He could feel Elena's breath on his shoulder.

Not long after, a sigh came out of Carlisle's mouth.

"…Ha." Yeah."

Elena's body felt so fragile that she could break, and she was so warm that she didn't want to drop it for a moment. Even though he was drunk, the smell made him dizzy.

Carlisle held onto Elena as she fell asleep like a stone statue.

"You play dirty, wife."

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The incident at the party kept the Freegrand delegation awake late into the night. Today Log wears a uniform that men usually wear, not clothes, and her hair is tied to one side. His eyes were bright with interest.

“Today's events make one thing clear. The Crown Princess' relationship with the Crown Prince is not an act, but a sincere endorsement. "

The man sitting right in front of him answered harshly.

"I believe so too. Judged by her hostility towards the Queen, she must have a plan to place the Crown Prince on the throne. "

The one who spoke was Isaac, one of Freegrand's other ambassadors. He has a rough appearance about her, but Log keeps him close because of his extraordinary abilities.

"From the first moment I sensed that the Crown Princess could be a suitable match, but looking back no one else was more suited than her."

“Think carefully before you decide. What I saw today didn't work on the empress. ”

Isaac's right. It was true that Elena was weaker than Empress Ophelia, however, a wide smile widened on her face.

“That's why I'm needed by the Crown Princess. If there is no shortage, he will not accept our terms. "

Isaac did not reply, but his eyes looked strange. He agreed with Log's words. He continued with an excited expression.

"I can't wait to meet him. We are sure to be on the same side. ”

The next morning, Elena woke up with a severe headache. He must have been drunk from drinking too much last night, and he gripped his forehead with a groan.

"When did I fall asleep?"

However, the thought did not last long. As soon as he opened his eyelids, his breath gasped when he saw Carlisle's face right in front of him.

The two decide on the first night of the wedding that Elena will take the bed and Carlisle the sofa. Since then, no one has interfered in each other's territory.

At this moment, Carlisle was on the bed, his head leaning against his hand as he watched her. His eyes were stubborn and complicated.

"Have you just woken up now?"

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes. I didn't sleep at all. ”

"Why-"

However Elena's words did not last long. He was surprised to see Carlisle so close to him, but soon memories of last night appeared in his mind like a panorama.

'MY…'

Elena's cheeks lit up.

'… I'm crazy.'

He had never drunk blindly in his last life. Perhaps, due to the depression of losing her family, she never made a mistake, even when she was fighting with someone. For the first time in his life, he realized how dangerous drinking was.

- I want to kiss you.

Those were the words he said to Carlisle last night. He had already kissed Carlisle twice, but each time had a purpose. The kiss at the wedding was inevitable, and the kiss at Carlisle's private training hall was meant to keep everyone out. It was the first time he wanted to kiss her for no reason.

'Yes God!'

He hopes to turn back the clock to stop himself. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the rat hole, but unfortunately, there was nowhere to hide. Carlisle had been close since the morning, as if he was blocking all of his escape routes.

"I don't want to remember anything."

Because of that cowardice, he did not want to think about last night, but Carlisle quietly noticed his reaction as he recalled his memories from the previous night. He had a feeling that if he pretended to be ignorant now, it would not work.

Carlisle looked at Elena for a moment, then he turned around and poured a cup of water from the jug on the bedside table.

"Drink."

Only when he spoke did he realize that his throat was dry. She didn't know how to react, so to buy some time, Elena took the cup and started drinking slowly. However, Carlisle's patience was short, and he did not wait until he finished drinking when he spoke.

"What did you say to me last night — what do you mean?"

"Well! What's?"

Elena almost spewed out the water. He could feel his heart racing in his ribs.

"Kiss me…"

"Oh, it's just a casual remark."

"Casual?"

Carlisle's brows furrowed in disbelief.

“I must have been drunk last night. I'm very sorry if you feel uncomfortable. That doesn't mean anything, so please don't worry. ”

Elena hoped that the hasty reason was enough. It was too late for him to pretend he knew nothing, and he could think of nothing else to say. For him, this was the only way to calm the situation. However, the more Elena spoke, Carlisle's stiff expression became.

"So, you're just saying it on impulse?"

"Y-yes."

"Is that your habit of being drunk?"

"Yes, well, maybe …"

“So even if it wasn't me who was with you last night, you would have said the same to others. “

Is that what he thinks? Elena gulped uneasily as their conversation began to turn in a direction she had not anticipated. Carlisle's mood seemed increasingly gloomy, but he couldn't say, "I like you now." It was like a confession.

"I don't drink much, so don't worry about that …"

"Don't drink when I'm not around."

He had to nod. He had faked a ridiculous drinking habit, but it was his own fault.

"good. I will try my best. "

Only after hearing her answer did Carlisle finally relax. She looked at him with an incomprehensible expression, then straightened her messy hair with one hand. When he spoke, his voice was soft.

"You're a dangerous woman."

"Oh I'm sorry…"

What's this outrageous thing that Carlisle heard last night? Elena had no choice but to blame herself as she looked at him with a mysterious fever in her eyes. He suddenly realized that the hand in his hair had floated to the back of his neck.

"…?"

He thought their current position was a bit strange. She lay on the bed, while Carlisle slightly bent over her with his head leaning against her arm.

"… Caril?"

In response to Elena's confused voice, Carlisle replied in a lower tone than usual.

"Do you still want it now?"

"What?"

"You said you wanted a kiss last night."

Another hot fever flushed on Elena's face, but she did her best to nod calmly.

"Now that I realize, I'm fine."

But Carlisle's face still leaned closer. When Elena looked at him with shocked eyes, Carlisle spoke again with a faint smile.

"Your wish may be gone, but I've felt that way since last night."

"Ah… "

"So, take responsibility."

Before she could say anything else, Carlisle's hot lips covered Elena's. Every time they kissed, Carlisle always did so desperately. He wondered if he would end up being eaten this way.

Elena, who was lying on the bed, was unable to move back, and she took her kiss directly. After a while, he started to get dizzy from the lack of air, and he blindly grabbed the man's chest and held on. Perhaps for that reason, Carlisle's kiss softened, and the storm eventually turned into something as sweet as ice cream. This was the first time she had ever had a kiss like that. Fortunately or not, no one bothered the newlyweds in their room, letting Carlisle and Elena kiss each other for a long time.

After exploring each other for some time, Carlisle finally withdrew. Elena was panting in midair, and as she looked at Carlisle her cheeks were pink. She gently brushed her hair back before speaking.

"That's amazing. The more I kiss you, the hungrier I get. ”

Elena felt captivated by the deep blue intensity of her eyes. Her heart was pounding, and Elena realized once again how bad Carlisle was for her heart.