The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 7

"Ha ha."

Elena sighed deeply from exhaustion. It wouldn't have had much harm on him in his previous life, but he wasn't in peak condition anymore. When they managed to get to safety, Elena noticed Carlisle's condition. His face was very pale. He did not know how he could survive this long in an injured state.

"Your Majesty, come down. Let's look at the wound. ”

Elena got off her horse and stretched out her arms, Carlisle looked at her as if she was patronizing by helping her get off the horse like a child. However, contrary to her sharp expression, Carlisle quietly accepted her hand. He came down from the horse and leaned against the tree, undressing his tattered clothes. His right arm, which was covered by hard scales like a lizard when he first saw it, returned to normal.

"Well…"

It was as if the scales had never existed, but Elena wasn't too naive for what mistake had happened. Carlisle immediately understood what a short pause meant.

"You wonder why this arm is now normal?"

There was a bitter tone in his voice. Of course he wondered why, but he knew that taking care of Carlisle was more important at the moment.

"I'll treat you first."

Fortunately, Elena brought medicines for her in case of an emergency. It was a pity that he didn't bring much because it had to fit into his armor.

"It's gonna sting a little, Your Majesty."

Carlisle's blue eyes looked at Elena carefully as she calmly took the medicine. However, Elena looked at Carlisle's large and small wounds in confusion. There are more than a few wounds here and there. His body showed deep scars, old scars. Carlisle did not even make a sound as he touched his painful wounds. This situation must be very familiar to him.

'… Fortunately, the achievements of the crown prince are not excessive.'

Come to think of it, this was the first time he had seen the crown prince. One of the horrible rumors said he was a big, hairy, ugly man. He didn't realize that he would really be this handsome …

As he worked, he noticed his tight and hard muscles peering through the ripped edges of his clothes. He looks like the ideal guy. In fact, his tall and handsome appearance was more like a man feasting wildly on the city than one living on the battlefield.

“I don't think you're from my army. What did you save me for? ”

Elena thought about how to answer this question. It wasn't easy to save the prince, but now he found it harder to talk to him. Still, he was determined to give her an answer.

Elena hoped Carlisle would continue to survive long enough to become emperor and defeat Paveluc. He was willing to risk everything he had to help her. The path to making Emperor Carlisle would be difficult, and there was no way to know what dangers lurked. He can't let her know about it.

"…Your highness."

"Tell me."

Elena had seen Carlisle's strength and accepted the fact that he might be suitable to become an emperor. He recalled those who said that Paveluc would not have been able to ascend the throne so easily had Carlisle been alive.

Since Elena was born a noble, she had to marry the man her father chose for her. In his previous life, his family was destroyed and he was free from such a task, but it did not happen again. Elena must now marry the man who will bring the most benefits to the Blaise family. If so ... the man sat right in front of him.

He looked at her from top to bottom. He had sharp jaws, a high nose, and fierce-looking blue eyes. His black hair, darker than the night sky, stood out in the milky white skin. He remembered the black scales, like a monster on his right arm, but fortunately it was nowhere to be seen at the moment. Carlisle narrowed his eyes as Elena continued to stare at him silently.

"Alright if—"

Carlisle will speak.

"I want to marry you."

"…What?"

Carlisle's calm expression turned into shock. Elena repeated herself once more.

"Please marry me, Your Majesty."