Until The Real One Shows Up

e on Anastasia.

“I have something to say to the Empress alone.”

At those words, everyone said nothing, and snuck out of the banquet hall, peeking at each other.

Soon, the large banquet hall was empty.
Anastasia was finally left alone with Wilhelm.

Wilhelm’s eyes suddenly turned red in her vision.

The corners of Anastasia’s eyes were gradually getting wet as she looked at him.

“… I.”

He opened his mouth as if he was vomiting.

“Am I dreaming now?”

“…”

“Because I haven’t slept a bit lately… Am I even dreaming such an absurd dream?”

At that moment, Wilhelm trembled.
It was because Anastasia grabbed Wilhelm’s hand.

She shook her head, not taking her gaze from Wilhelm, who was surprised by her.

“It’s not a dream, Your Majesty.”

Anastasia opened her mouth in a trembling voice.

“I’m back.”

“Why?”

Equally, his trembling voice asked her.

“Leaving me like that, why…”

His wounded heart was clearly revealed through his eyes trembling as much as his voice.

Anastasia was reminded that she had done so much wrong to him.

Naturally, she guessed while she was away.
It was obvious how much damage he must have suffered from her actions, and she had nothing to say about it, even if all he had left was resentment and hatred.

However, when the resentment and hatred in the eyes she met were blurred and filled with wounds and sorrows, her heart sank.

He couldn’t help but hate her.
But even that hatred was overwhelmed by the heart that longed for her, and when she saw it gradually dying, Anastasia felt like her heart was being ripped apart.

If he had hated her to death, if he had stared at her with cold eyes… It wouldn’t have been so miserable.

“Because I wanted to see you.”

Anastasia painstakingly opened her lips to confess her feelings.

Maybe he got an unexpected answer.
Wilhelm’s eyes fluttered like a candle in the wind.

“I wanted to see His Majesty, so I came.”

He was the person she had always missed even in the same Imperial Palace.
There was no way she didn’t miss him during the time she was away.

She desperately wanted to see him, and tears welled up like a fountain every day feeling sorry for him.

Whenever that happened, she cherished the handkerchief that he used to wipe her tears from, and she wiped her tears alone.

Then, even though it seemed a little intolerable, she had courage.
The courage to live alone with it for the rest of her life.

She continued to take care of herself that way.
However, this man must have refused even that, and in just one month, he became so thin.

“How did you hurt your face so much…”

Anastasia bit her lip to prevent herself from crying, tears threatening to come out at any moment.
At the same time she carefully reached out her hand towards his face.

“What the hell am I saying…”

His fine skin had become rough.
Even if it was true that he hadn’t slept properly, the corners of his eyes darkened.

It was not a result of a day or two.
That alone showed all the hardships so far, and Anastasia ended up shedding tears of grief.

“I’m sorry.
I left without a word… That wasn’t supposed to be the case…”

Anastasia eventually burst into tears at the sadness that rose like lava in her chest.

Wilhelm smiled and stood up from his seat at the sight of a child crying uncontrollably as if she had lost her mother.

“Anastasia.”

Then he whispered her name and approached Anastasia right in front of him.

“Why are you crying?”

It was a sad voice.
He pulled out her handkerchief and gently wiped Anastasia’s face, still crying.

Her face was red, unable to overcome her emotions.
Wilhelm saw that, and was suddenly overcome with an absurd thought.

Clearly, he firmly believed that it was him who was hurt the most by the woman’s departure.

But now that he saw her crying…

‘Maybe that’s not necessarily the case.’

But it was ridiculous.
How can the person who abandoned the other be hurt more than the person who was abandoned?

Nevertheless, to the extent that it occurred to him, Anastasia was crying in agony as if she were killing herself.

Even the little part of his heart that hated her turned into compassion when it saw her.

It was a ridiculous idea.
What a pity for the abandoned.

“I’m the one who wants to cry now.”

He said jokingly and held Anastasia tightly in his arms, who showed no sign of stopping.

The strong and warm arms made Anastasia even more sad.

Why, why are you…

‘He’s never changed and he’s endlessly sweet to me.’

Anastasia put her face in his arms and continued to sob.

The scent that she missed flowed deep into her lungs as if comforting her.

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