Le retour du héros - Chapitre 15
Chapitre 15
“It’s ruined.”
Last dawn, Winter snapped at the green indicator with his finger, convinced that Violet must have been in by this time. Then he couldn’t hold his temper and rang the bell next to him.
Par conséquent, Lulu, who was sleeping in a room right next to it, ran out of fear.
“Is there a fire… My lord?
Lulu looked curious and saw Winter pressing the bell, who then pointed at the indicator and said,
“Call the Facilities Department and tell them to fix it right now.”
"Hein? That’s neat.”
« Ne vois-tu pas? She’s out.”
"C'est exact. The little lady didn’t come in today.”
"Quoi?"
“She said she was going to play, but She didn’t call me because it was very fun.”
“… She didn’t”
Hiver, whose face turned white, asked with a crumpled expression.
“She went to play? Nous avons vu une énorme ombre monstrueuse apparaître en direction de la forteresse?''
"Je suis sûr! The chef made a lot of desserts and she took them out, saying she would share them.”
“My wife hasn’t called anyone inside for three years. She’s staying out all night because she couldn’t play enough? Violet? If you didn’t get a call, you should’ve made sure she was okay!"
The crumpled Winter’s face was so scary that Lulu was frightened and cringed. pourtant, Lulu who recently saw her grandson, was also a woman who faced all kinds of tacts at the hotel and had thick bones. She said with a look of injustice,
"Non, I didn’t put the lady on the edge of the water. What’s so dangerous about staying out? It’s a nice day, so we could go out and play! You live in the capital every day, and you rarely come, why can’t she?"
There was nothing to argue with what Lulu said. Hiver, who didn’t want to lose, was full of swear words up to his neck, but he couldn’t say it because Violet showed that she liked Lulu. Winter did his best to calm his voice.
“So… how could a person be playing all night if they don’t even like tea parties?"
“How does a little lady like to have people around, but doesn’t like tea parties? Est-ce que tu t'es trompé?"
“I’ve lived here three years, and I know better. Suis-je réincarné ou rené, give me the key.”
Winter entered Violet’s room after he took the key.
When he went inside, he found violet’s room as neat as usual. Lulu would have shown all kinds of good rooms in this hotel, but he didn’t understand why she chose this small and insignificant room.
Winter sat in a drawing room chair and stared at the door, waiting for violet. If she’s going to sleep because she’s late from playing, she’ll be back by tomorrow morning. Dans quelques heures, she’ll be back in good shape.
As if living was not fun, he wouldn’t have been so scared if he hadn’t said so…
He looked at the door and thought.
Au fur et à mesure que le temps passait, he thought she would come in the morning, déjeuner, maybe before dinner. pourtant, when Violet did not come even in the evening, he was afraid that something had happened to her, and finally contacted the Orgel Painter, who said Violet had gone to play.
He was relieved to hear that Violet was there, but the fear did not disappear completely. He tried to work, but he couldn’t focus at all.
***
When he was not Winter from the Blooming family, he dreamed of being taken in by the owner of a restaurant where he worked as a servant for about a year.
I don’t know the connection, but it felt like I was having that nightmare all the time while waiting for my wife. Compared to the nightmare of a 12-year-old boy losing his parents but because his wife disappeared for a day, I seemed to have become overly complacent.
When I went to Enna’s house, my wife was enjoying her dinner with a happy face.
It was my first time seeing my wife’s face so happy in my life, mais en même temps, I hated her for making me feel this great fear. Who in the world waits so late without contacting me? What should I do to those who wait?….
When Winter, who was thinking of it as an enemy, was slowly feeling witty as Enna brought the wine and poured it to the two glasses.
“Do you know why I’m getting such a nice wine?"
“Because I’m an uninvited guest.”
"De quoi parles-tu? Violet’s husband is always my guest. outre, if you’re a customer with wine like this, it’ll run out while you’re sleeping.”
When Enna spoke with joy and left, Violet looked at the wine glass and asked Winter.
“Is this such a good wine? You’re welcome to wake up?"
"C'est bien, but it’s hard to get.”
“I see… I didn’t know.”
“There’s nothing the princess doesn’t know.”
"Étrangement, I get drunk when I drink red wine. I rarely drink.”
Violet smelled it first and sipped the wine.
"Oh, ça sent vraiment bon. C'est doux, aussi…"
“You said you were drunk.”
“Because I’m coming back with you.”
Violet talked casually, en pause, and saw Winter.
"Oh, do I have to go right away?"
"……"
"C'est trop tard. Why don’t we do it tomorrow? The wine is sweet. I’d like to finish one drink and go.”
Violet made an excuse for wine. It was because if she asked him to stay, he wouldn’t stay. Après un moment, Winter opened his mouth.
“… I’m not going. Drink more.”
"Vraiment? It’s a big deal.”
Violet started drinking wine again with confidence. Then she grabbed Winter’s arm.
“Let’s go say hello.”
Winter was led by Violet for the first time since his marriage and greeted dinner guests. Violet’s glass was empty when she went all the way around. Seeing her cheeks flushed with a cup, she seemed really drunk on red wine.
The dinner was supposed to last all night, but the couple left the house early because they had to go back in two hours. Enna and Sharon caught them, but when they said they would come again, they let the two go.
Violet, while very drunk, headed for the carriage. Winter hurriedly hugged her waist as she stumbled while she walked. And when She turned to his side, her cheeks were full of alcohol like peaches, and her eyes were full of sleepiness. She bent her eyes and laughed.
“I wanted to do it.”
"… Quel?"
“Introducing my husband to people. It’s nice to do it.”
Winter never imagined that his wife would be so happy because she only had one party with him. Ma femme, who keeps worrying about me leaving in the middle, made Winter’s heart heavy.
Violet fell asleep and leaned her head against the doorknob of the carriage. Mais bientôt, she opened her eyes and saw Winter because she was worried that there was someone next to me.
“I’m tired because I couldn’t sleep well after preparing for the party yesterday.”
Winter wrapped Violet’s head to lean against his shoulder.
“How can you go two hours like this? Just sleep.”
Violet’s eyes were opened again by his actions.
As his usual behavior continued, she suddenly woke up.
Violet, who was hesitant, reached out carefully and held Winter’s hand. Then she looked up and saw Winter.
“Winter, let’s really talk this time.”
“I answered the divorce story. Je ne peux pas."
“If we can’t get a divorce… let’s talk about a child.”
"……"
She recalled leaving when the exit of death was blocked.
But it wasn’t that she wasn’t afraid. She was a Lakrund royal who wouldn’t be allowed divorce at all, so she wanted to maintain a marital relationship if there was any possibility.
She thought these two things must be done first to maintain marriage.
It was a branch family and a child in the capital.
Violet continued, pulling Winter’s hand and wrapping it with both hands.
“I know you’re busy. But now we need to talk about the child…….”
Winter’s hand slipped out before she could finish.
“No thoughts.”
He turned his head out of the carriage window as if to end this conversation.
Violet asked, looking at his back.
"Que veux-tu dire? You didn’t think.”
“I don’t need to, I don’t need to at all.”
“… that’s it?"
Winter was silent.
Violet glanced at his back. I knew he would avoid talking whenever she talked about a child, but I didn’t know he would react so hard.
She turned to the opposite window without saying a word.
"Je vois. Now I know.”
And there was no more conversation in the carriage.
By the time we arrived at the hotel, Winter looked toward Violet. She was looking out the window, now looking as if she were sober.
Winter now understands what Violet said was a substitute for divorce. He was heartbroken because he knew, but he couldn’t give room for the child.
bien, it was impossible for him.
***
Violet woke up late in the morning.
She didn’t lose her memory or anything, but she was very tired, so she got off the wagon and came into the hotel, and she had a vague memory of pushing out Winter’s help.
The sunlight through the window was too bright for her to raise her upper body. She looked around wondering, then found out it was past 11 heure, and got up in a panic.
“Lu, Lulu? Why didn’t you wake me up…?"
After getting up in a hurry, she stopped at the sight of her husband over the opened bedroom door. Winter looked sick and tired and then looked at violet.
“I told her not to wake you up. I didn’t think you’d sleep until this hour.”
"Que faites vous ici?"
“You’re wasting time.”
"… Quel?"
"Allez, mangeons."