Chapter 85 - Beautiful tears (2)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: Dict Groiler

It was after a while, when a moment finally presented itself to me. I quietly got up, and left the place, leaving behind the gathered noblemen prisoners in favor of the underground cells.

Once I arrived, I greeted the senior guard keeping watch, before going into the cells to see Ricdorian.

“It’s been a while, since we last saw each other.” I muttered to myself. It’s only been for a few days, weeks tops, not even years, but it felt a lot like it was more.

Every night and morning I thought about our next meeting. The more I thought about him, the more I could feel the distance between us, and the longer it seemed since we last saw each other.

There’s a pang in my chest whenever I think of him. I promised him before I’d seen him after the meal, but I broke that promise. I kept it before, but I couldn’t do it now. I don’t even want to use the repairs as my excuse this time…

I felt so much shame.

But the time for games was finally over, I must get to Ricdorian and help him out, though that did nothing to quell my guilt. I must apologize to him first the moment I see him again.

I looked up, filled with determination to make amends and succeed in my task.

But when I did, I stopped in my tracks and blinked in surprise.

In front of me was a boy, and he was unconscious.

“Ricdorian?” I whispered, hurrying to his side and dropped beside him.

“Ricdorian?” I meekly called out…

“I…” he tried to say, but something else was threatening to spill from him aside from words…

“No, no, wait.” I tried to hush him, so I reached out my hand, but it’s already late.

Another tear fell down. He hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the growing water spills away. But that only seemed to prompt them more into spilling out of his eyes…

His body shook as he was racked with sobs, crying desperately to himself, heaving for a breath. I could do nothing else but watch him cry. It was mesmerizing, I didn’t know I’d find his tears so beautiful. He looked so beautiful when crying…

“Are you going to throw me away? Are you sick of me?” he sobbed, which brought me out of my trance.

“Huh?”

“Answer me, are you…?”

“Ahhh.”

I mumbled, finally realizing what he was asking of me.

“No.” I told him without an ounce of hesitation.

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