Chapter 60

After Sharol left, it wasn't long before Oscar and the servants arrived.

After Logan explained the situation, Melissa, who was still unconscious, was taken somewhere.

When Amelia asked Logan where she was taken, he replied, "To the dungeon." It seemed to be a leftover from the Great War, located underground.

Decisions about her treatment would be discussed later.

As for Amelia...

"I'm really sorry."

As soon as they entered the reception room just inside the mansion, Logan bowed his head to her.

"Huh, um... what?"

Amelia was flustered, not understanding what he was apologizing for. Logan, still bowing, continued.

"I had anticipated that a messenger from your family would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. I forgot to instruct the gatekeeper to not let anyone through until I gave explicit permission... It's all my fault..."

Feeling deeply apologetic, Logan spoke. Amelia, flustered, tried to respond.

"No, don't apologize... If anything, I was the one who wandered around carelessly alone. If I had properly explained to the gatekeeper, Melissa wouldn't have been let in... Kyah!"

Her words were cut off mid-sentence.

Suddenly, the sound of rustling clothes.

Someone else's breath, heat, heartbeat, and a firm sensation.

A calming citrus scent tickled Amelia's nose more strongly than ever before.

Logan had embraced her.

The moment her mind caught up, the arms that enveloped her head tightened.

"...I'm glad you're safe."

A voice of relief, coming from the depths of his heart.

"If anything had happened to you... If I had lost you, I would have been... really... scared."

His voice was slightly trembling.

His arms were trembling too.

"...Lord Logan"

Amelia wrapped her arms around his broad back.

"I'm here."

"...Ah."

They stayed like that for a while.

Amelia, a petite woman, had her head at Logan's chest when he held her.

Thump, thump, Logan's heartbeat could be heard.

Each thump made her chest tighten.

(Ah... right...)

She realized.

She had been trying not to think about her feelings since being told about the arranged marriage.

Those feelings had been growing deep within her for a long time.

I want to know more about Lord Logan.

I want to go to more places with Lord Logan.

I want to eat more things with Lord Logan.

More, more, more.

I want to be with Lord Logan forever.

So many "mores" overflowed, unable to stop.

Just being held like this made her heart race, her face heat up, and she felt dreamy...

There was only one emotion that could make her feel this happy.

(I... love... Lord Logan...)

Hopelessly...

"...Sorry, suddenly."

Just as Amelia was about to express her feelings, Logan slowly released her.

Looking at him, Logan was averting his gaze and covering his mouth, a gesture he made when he felt embarrassed.

Even that gesture made her heart flutter.

"It's fine... We are married, after all."

Despite her words, Amelia felt like she was blushing intensely. She lacked the composure of a married woman, acting more like a newly dating couple.

Unable to bear the awkward silence, Amelia changed the subject.

"By the way, I also need to apologize."

"For what?"

"For breaking the pendant you gave me for the first time."

When Amelia said this dejectedly, Logan replied, "Ah, that's nothing."

"Don't worry about it. We can buy another one. Besides..."

A small smile appeared on Logan's lips.

"Perhaps, the fact that the maid broke the pendant might turn out to be a good thing."

Before Amelia could understand his meaning, Logan placed his hand on her head and ruffled her hair, making her head feel light.

She asked the question that came to mind.

"Can we go buy another one together?"

"Of course, as many times as you want."

Just hearing those words was enough.

No, it wasn't enough.

There was still something she wanted to ask.

"Lord Logan"

"What is it?"

"What is the other stone word of Crown Blood?"

"Beloved one."

Logan said the words without hesitation.

It took Amelia a few seconds to process the seven-letter word.

"A... what...?"

Her mind caught up, but her feelings lagged behind.

Ignoring this, Logan continued.

"At first, I thought it would be a contractual marriage, a dry relationship... But now, it's different."

His clear blue eyes met Amelia's directly.

Gently placing his hands on her shoulders, which were still flustered.

"I love you, Amelia."

Those words fell into Amelia's heart and spread warmly.

This time, her feelings caught up.

A warmth lit up in the depths of her eyes.

A tear formed at the corner of her eye and rolled down her cheek, which Logan wiped away with his finger.

"...I learned that tears can come not just from pain and sadness."

Amelia smiled through her tears, and Logan found her incredibly beautiful.

Then, Logan asked.

"What about you?"

It was a given.

She had already found the answer.

No, the answer had probably been decided a long time ago.

Using a name she had hesitated to call him, Amelia looked straight into Logan's eyes and said the words.

"I love you too, my husband."

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