Chapter 18

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“I have something to tell you.”

“Come in.”

Casadine slowly opened the door with Aren’s permission. In front of the door, Casadine stood in a dark blue robe.

Between the tied waist straps, his broad chest could be seen vaguely through the slightly opened gap. It seemed that his long term traces of being a gladiator had been intact.

The silhouette of the outfit, fits perfectly with his nice figure as if it was made for him.

“Can I get closer to you?”

Aren nodded when she heard Casadine’s words. Under the moonlight, she smiled gently at Casadine. It was a sign that she allowed it.

Casadine approached the bed where Aren was sitting. Unlike before, Casadine was very cautious with his actions as he headed towards Aren’s bed.

“What do you want to say, so that you came here?”

“… I want to tell you that I was sorry about earlier. And…”

“?”

“I want to meet you, sister.”

Casadine approached Aren, sat next to her and said. As Casadine sat on the bed, his robe was slightly open. Aren’s gaze turned to the gaps in his clothes.

“Casadine, you have to wear your clothes properly.”

It was a friendly voice that seemed to criticize a child.

“How?”

Casadine tilted his head with an innocent face. And his expression contradicts his masculine appearance.

“Come closer.”

As Casadine got a little closer, Aren tidied his loose clothes. When Aren was fixing Casadine’s clothes, he looked at his sister’s face.

Her soft platinum hair was longer than when he first met her, and her big eyes looked like a clear sky without a single cloud.

“You are beautiful sister.”

Aren smiled without answer.

“Every time I see you, you shine so beautifully. Even when I first met you.”

Casadine said so, and gently held Aren’s hand. Casadine’s big hand wrapped Aren’s hand tightly.

Then Casadine kissed the back of her hand.

Casadine, who kissed Aren’s hand, caressing her fingertips as if he was checking something. It felt too erotic to touch her sister’s fingertips.

“I want to know more about you, sister.”

Casadine’s deep purple eyes shoned under the moonlight. He closed his eyes briefly and opened them, then looked at Aren intently.

He took her platinum hair and kissed it, while feeling the delicate scent of her hair.

He did this to his sister, which is actually something he should do with his beloved lover. Aren only laughed at Casadine’s actions

“Sister, I think my body had a fever a while ago.”

“…”

“I don’t think there’s a problem anywhere.”

Aren opened her eyes and asked in a worried voice.

“Where does it hurt?”

As if Casadine was waiting for that moment, he brought Aren’s tiny hands to his chest.

“Here.”

It was Casadine, who took Aren’s hand and brought it into his clothes.

His sturdy chest under the robe was touched by Aren’s palm.

“I think the fever is getting worse.”

“…”

“Why is my body like this, sister?”

His low voice rang out.

There was silence for a few moments in the room.

“My sister’s hand is very soft. It’s warm and soft, so if you touch it, your mind and body will relax.”

Casadine said, holding Aren’s hand which was much smaller than him.

He then pulled Aren’s hand towards him, so that Aren would really be in his arms.

They’re almost in a hugging position and Aren has almost reached his chest.

His upper body is clearly exposed and looks manly, as if flowing the beauty of a male.

“…”

Somehow, his strange gaze slowly glanced at Aren. Not long after, Aren who was watching his action in silence, suddenly unwrapped the dark blue robe he was wearing.

Casadine laughed as he looked down at Aren, who hurriedly took off the robe he was wearing.

It’s said that this woman was one of the people who reacted when he decided to seduce her.

“Oh no… Somehow I felt a big scar on your body.”

However, the words that came out of Aren’s mouth weren’t words to admire him, but the words of his sweet and warm sister.

“Even if you don’t talk about it, you must be in a lot of pain, Casadine. I never knew there was a scar like this, because it was covered by your clothes.”

Aren stared at him, then touched Casadine’s body, which has opened.

Casadine knew.

It wasn’t the eyes of a woman who fell into his temptations. In an unexpected situation, the tip of Casadine’s lips, which was smiling faintly, slowly sank.

“These are the scars from knives and axes.”

Aren touched Casadine wounds with her hands.

“And these are the wound that occurs when you lose weight because you’re in the cell for a long time and have to fight over the food with other slaves.”

Aren bite her red lips firmly.

“No matter how the gladiators are, this was a traces that it wasn’t the result of a match.”

She didn’t seem interested in his body. Only her gaze was focused at the scars on his body.

“Are you being tortured?”

“…”

“Tell me.”

Seeing the scars on Casadine’s body that seemed to leave quite a deep marks, Aren looked at him with a wounded expression.

“… Yes.”

In slavery, it was rare for someone to get hurt because of being tortured. Especially if you’re a gladiator slave. Nobody was interested in a place like that. And if someone approached Casadine, they only wanted to express their dirty desires, because they saw Casadine’s appearance and his strong body.

It didn’t matter that he was cruelly tortured, cut by a sword or spear and many wounds appeared on his body, because his strong body and good appearance were his charm, that was his value.

“Sorry, Casadine. Wasn’t that very difficult?”

Aren said and gently touched the wound that was on Casadine’s upper body.

Casadine was confused by the words and her kind treatment for worrying about him, Aren treated him not as a man, but as her younger brother.

Casadine deliberately confused her and tried to seduce Aren as a punishment. However, his actions were unsuccessful for Aren.

“Wait a minute, Casadine.”

Aren said so, then covered Casadine’s eyes with her palms.

Due to Aren’s actions, which suddenly covered his eyes, Casadine believed that Aren would punish him for holding her wrist.

“All done. Now, open your eyes.”

When Casadine opened his eyes at Aren’s words, an amazing sight unfolded. The deep diagonal cuts, which was on his body neatly disappeared as if from the start there wasn’t a single scar.

The same was true of the wounds caused by the spears. Casadine’s eyes wide opened at the incredible sight even when he saw it.

“What…”

“Are you surprised? I just applied the ointment that I used last time.”

Aren laughed at Casadine as she said so.

“If I had known you were like this, I would’ve healed the scars on your body the first time we met.”

Then, Aren tidied the robe that Casadine was wearing.

Casadine tied his robe and stared at Aren’s indescribable expression.

It was strange.

Things were going very differently than he expected.

‘I don’t know what should I do in the future. My head feels dizzy.’

“Sister…”

“How difficult all the things you’ve been through, without even talking about it to other people, Casadine. Please forgive me.”

Then, Aren felt tired, she immediately lay down on the bed after stroking Casadine’s silver hair several times and slowly closed her eyes.

“My dear brother, don’t worry, let’s sleep well.”

It was Aren who spoke softly in a sleepy voice. Even though she was tired, she smiled brightly at Casadine, then laughed at him.

*****

Casadine, who thought he would be comfortable lying beside her as usual, turned out it wasn’t like that at this time.

Next to him, he was staring blankly at his sister who was sleeping quietly.

Her fine platinum hair shined even in the dark along with the moonlight. And her pure white skin, felt very soft to hold in one hand.

[It’s okay.]

‘I remember that my frozen heart melted at a single word from her.’

[It’s okay, Casadine.]

The title of saint is probably referring to this woman. Her eyes stared worriedly at the person who was trying to hurt her.

No matter what he did, this woman wasn’t mad at him. She treated him well, and she always apologized for being sorry about him. Even if he lied about something and the woman found out about it, she never blamed him.

Casadine touched his body where that woman touched him earlier. The scars that was engraved on his body disappeared without a trace, as if it didn’t exist from the start.

He was in a strange mood.

Since the scars he didn’t want to see were gone, he should be happy.

But for some reason, there was something strange deep inside his heart. It felt like something he didn’t want.

Casadine couldn’t figure out exactly what that means.

Sometimes, this woman’s expression looks like someone who has a lot of thoughts about many things.

It wasn’t a sorrowful face or a face full of pain. It was the face of a person who wouldn’t give up on something.

This woman had a lot on her mind, but she acted as if she had nothing to lose. Even if it’s her own life.

She has a mysterious atmosphere, and looks like someone who is difficult to approach. Sometimes, Casadine felt that she was similar like him.

He looked down at the woman who was sleeping beside him. The more he looked at her, the more clueless he knew about this woman.

He has seen a lot of people so far. Whether it was a man or woman, an old or a young man, even when he was stay still, they wanted him because of his appearance.

For the slaves, it was poison because he had an outstanding appearance.

The pearl that was in the mud stood out. People coveted him as if they were obsessed with something.

Even if Casadine didn’t want to, his status as a slave held him back.

His former status as the Crown Prince, fell to the bottom in an instant.

The despair of a person who was previously in a high position then fell is greater than a person who was originally in a lower position.

But there was no time for despair.

He made up his mind and hid his identity desperately. He lived a dirty life and became a human being who was considered disgusting by others.

Even those who were proud of their physical strength had to give up without help.

After a short time and one night passed, no one knew who he really was.

His sister, closed her eyes and fell asleep next to him. But it feels different.

Casadine found it strange when he saw the face of his sister who was sleeping.

He likes to watch when his sister was sleeping, and he always touched the ends of her hair.

This woman who knows his identity, didn’t ask anything, but told him to use herself and it felt suspicious.

He didn’t want to wake this woman who was sleeping like an angel.

‘Why am I hesitating?’

Even in the carriage, why did he just stay still in Aren’s arms?

‘Why do I feel relieved by her friendly voice and kindness that is no different than usual? There was a lot of things that I didn’t understand. My head hurts because of these mixed emotions.’

Casadine sighed and got out of the bed. This woman named Aren, whose body was smaller than him, continued to give him an inexplicable sense of defeat.

*****

“Miss! You have to get up quickly!”

Sasha’s voice, which sounded impatient as she woke her up from usual, said so with her eyes wide opened.

“What is it?”

“His Highness the Crown Prince visits the mansion.”

“What? Why is he here?”

Because of what Sasha said just now, it made her fully awake. The drowsiness that was still there also disappeared

‘Did they know that it was Casadine who poisoned the Crown Prince?’

I struggled to suppress the feeling of anxiety in my heart and waited for Sasha’s words.

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