Chapter 19
“Yes……? Why me?”
Enoch stared intently at Margaret. The look in Margaret’s eyes, as she looked at him with an expression that she didn’t understand, was so lovely that he wondered how he hadn’t noticed it until now.
“You won’t get hurt, so don’t do anything dangerous to find such herbs.”
Enoch gently grabbed her shoulders. He was momentarily dazed by the feel of her bare skin in his hands.
He wanted to touch her a little more. Barely suppressing that maddening desire, he lightly rested his forehead against hers. The tips of their noses tickled as they touched.
He didn’t know what this intense feeling for her was, but he was sure that he didn’t want to lose her.
“I was worried.”
He was glad she was safe.
Did she even know how much he had thought while searching for her all night? Judging by the way she was blinking with a bewildered face, she didn’t seem to know at all.
Then Enoch discovered a large bruise on her cheekbone.
Her face was covered in dirt, and he hadn’t been in his right mind until just now, so he hadn’t noticed the wound. It looked as if someone had hit her right on the cheekbone.
At that moment, Enoch felt like he knew what it meant for his blood to run cold.
“What is this……?”
He didn’t know why he felt so strongly, but he felt very unpleasant.
“Margaret.”
She blinked her pretty eyes and looked up at him. He carefully stroked her cheek with his large hand. The feel of her soft skin wrapped around his fingers.
She frowned as if it stung. Even that appearance was so excessively beautiful that he felt thirsty again.
“You’re hurt.”
“……Do I have a bruise?”
“It looks like you have a bruise.”
“Ah, yes, I just got a little hurt.”
Margaret, with a flustered face, covered her cheek with her hand and stepped back. She didn’t seem to know that it was an action that drove people even crazier.
“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”
“How can I not worry?”
At his answer, Margaret looked up at him with a face that said she really didn’t understand.
“It’s really sudden. For Your Highness to say such a thing, you must still have a fever.”
She glared at him with wary eyes.
“Anyway, you. Are. Going. Back. To. The. Castle. So don’t worry about it.”
Then she smiled and dismissed his words casually.
‘It’s just a gentlemanly consideration for the Lady. So I hope you don’t have any vain expectations. Otherwise, it will be troublesome for both of us.’
It was an answer that somehow reminded him of what he had said in the past.
Enoch wanted to turn back time. He even felt like erasing the countless insults and rudeness he had spewed at her.
But Margaret opened her mouth as if she didn’t care whether he did or not.
“By the way, I’m really hungry, I’m about to starve to death.”
She frowned as if she was really hungry, and wrapped her arms around her stomach.
“Shouldn’t we go hunting or something? Of course, after treating your wound first.”
Enoch eventually sighed. First of all, she was hungry, so he had to feed her something.
There were one or two strange things.
The fact that Enoch had searched the forest all night looking for me, and the fact that he told me to call him Enoch, were strange.
But the strangest thing of all was that he had started calling me ‘Margaret’ instead of Lady Flone.
‘What the hell happened while I was gone?’
I rummaged through the first aid kit to properly treat Enoch’s wound, tilting my head.
I carefully examined the medicines packed tightly in the medicine box.
It was a fairly large medicine box, so there were various kinds of medicines inside. There were many medicines that I had never seen before, but there were instructions or explanations written on them, so it seemed that there would be no problem using them.
‘I thought about it while reading the novel, but why is something like this here?’
I still don’t know what the author’s intention was in creating such a useless device called the ‘Korean Survival Kit’.
Enoch narrowed his brow as he followed me, examining the medicines.
“I can’t understand what’s written at all.”
Of course, he wouldn’t be able to understand it. It was all written in Korean.
I didn’t answer Enoch’s words. It seemed best to avoid answering if I could.
While looking through the medicine box and organizing it, I found disinfectant.
I used it to thoroughly disinfect Enoch’s wound first, then cut a proper bandage and wrapped it around his arm.
Enoch quietly watched me skillfully find the medicine box and treat the wound. He took out the medicine I used from the first aid kit, examined it, and frowned.
“How did you know this was disinfectant?”
I was in trouble again at Enoch’s question. What should I say to explain this?
I rummaged through Margaret’s memories and came up with an excuse that wouldn’t sound too strange.
“You know the Eastern Continent across the sea, right? I think it’s the language they use there. I learned that language for a while.”
Enoch didn’t seem to believe it, but at least he didn’t pick on it.
“You’re not going to tell me about the wound on your face?”
And he asked again about the bruise on my face. He stared intently at my face.
“I fell.”
“Is that really all?”
Was he asking because he knew something?
Enoch was still staring at me intently. So I hesitated for a moment.
When I thought about it, there was no reason not to tell Enoch that I had met Kaiden.
At first, I wanted to insist that there were only two of us on this island. But now that the initial plan had all gone wrong, what was the point of such a lie?
I carefully wrapped bandages around the soles of my feet, fixed my flats, and sighed.
“I met a strange man.”
Kaiden had crazy eyes, so he was a strange man. Actually, he seemed a little crazy. He was described as a madman in the novel, so wouldn’t that be right?
“A pendant fell from the robe the man was wearing, and I happened to be under him at the time, so it was a direct hit to my cheekbone.”
Crack.
I stared in surprise as the wooden stick suddenly broke in half in Enoch’s hand.
“……You still don’t know who that man is?”
Enoch’s face, asking in a chilling voice, was calm, but an unusual atmosphere was already emanating from him.
“Ah, come to think of it…….”
I rummaged through my dress pocket and took out the pendant I had picked up at that time.
“It’s the Magic Tower’s emblem.”
At Enoch’s murmur, I looked at the pendant’s emblem again.
A teardrop-shaped amethyst was embedded in the center of the pendant, which was crafted with a sun pattern. It was a symbol of the Magic Tower, as Enoch said.
“I know, right. It’s his, he must be a wizard.”
I answered casually. And I slyly looked at him and brought up another topic.
“By the way. There’s something I’m curious about.”
When I spoke meaningfully, Enoch looked at me with a puzzled face.
“By any chance, does Your Highness have seizures when you see blood?”
At my question, Enoch closed his mouth with a face that was uncharacteristically flustered.
Of course, I knew that he had seizures when he saw blood, but if I were the real Margaret, I wouldn’t have known.
“I know it’s a rude question, but this is something I need to know too.”
There was too much for me to bear to just pretend I didn’t know.
Enoch avoided my gaze with a self-reproachful face. Then, he looked around and seemed to move his lips, and after a long time, he answered with a sigh.
“It was a controllable seizure. In fact, I’ve been controlling it well in the Empire…….”
He trailed off, then groaned with a painful face.
“There’s no excuse. I’m sorry to you.”
Then he bowed his head like a sinner and apologized to me.
“It’s not Enoch’s fault. It’s okay. What I’m curious about is the method of control.”
Enoch looked troubled at my question. I asked him, wondering if he was looking at me, just in case.
“Don’t tell me……, you don’t even know how to control it?”
“I’m sorry to say this to you, but I don’t know. The seizures started after I returned from the battlefield. I also received drug treatment, and there weren’t many opportunities to see blood in the Imperial Palace.”
Enoch was tormented as if he had become a sinner, then washed his face with a tired face.
Soon, he looked at me and carefully opened his mouth.
“Margaret, it seemed to have an effect when you…… told me to stop.”
“……Yes?”
