The Nymph Wants to be Plundered - Chapter 208

“…So this is how it turned out, Evelyn. I’ve suddenly told you everything all at once overnight. Hm? Why do you look like that? Are you surprised?”

Though she had felt relieved in her heart, her mouth had been hanging wide open with her jaw practically unhinged, and she belatedly nodded her head.

“Yes…! Yes, I’m surprised. Very much so. I… I don’t think I should be here, so I’ll be going now. Take your time catching up.”

“Hm? No. I’ll see you out. Just wait a moment.”

“It’s, it’s fine. I’ll be going now!”

Despite Nike’s attempts to stop her, Laocon, who was in urgent circumstances, cut off her words abruptly. Though the nymph was important, for him this overwhelming moment that comes once in a lifetime could not be wasted on seeing someone else off.

“Farewell, nymph. I shall repay this kindness separately at a later time.”

“Laocon!”

“Wait, Nike. I still have much more to say to you….”

Thud.

She practically rolled out of Nike’s house, closed the door, and let out a great sigh. Having no strength to stand properly, she slid down and crouched on the spot.

It was fortunate… She never could have imagined that among all those countless jewels, the same type would overlap exactly like this. Looking back on the situation where she initially couldn’t recognize it because the color was completely different, it was truly astounding. Because he wasn’t the one, because his woman wasn’t Nike…. It was fortunate. Truly, truly….

Evelyn had been tormented by the terrible nightmare that the opal necklace around her neck might shatter completely the moment she confirmed the identity of the man who had given Nike the ring. Though that moment was very brief, she didn’t want to think about it anymore.

After resolving the brief but painful misunderstanding, she felt a little sorry for the two inside. Nike had spoken honestly without hiding anything, so she could have just asked directly, but by turning her eyes away from the truth, she had almost blamed someone else for no reason. Even if that had happened, it wouldn’t have been Nike’s fault. Nymphs are… originally beings swept away by desire, they said. Love also requires courage to possess.

‘Congratulations, Lady Nike.’

For those two, the stark differences between the races of elf and nymph would be meaningless. Nike was a great being who might remain as the last nymph, unprecedented before her, and Lord Laocon goes without saying.

Somehow, strength surged up through her two legs that had collapsed weakly. If she continued to endure here, wouldn’t those two with keen senses behind the door just notice her presence? She couldn’t be a nuisance. She should leave immediately.

Evelyn returned inside the hall without looking back, flopped face-down on her bedroom bed, and smiled softly. If this matter spreads throughout the castle…. what would happen? She was already beginning to feel curious.

‘I believe it. If it’s Lady Nike and Lord Laocon, they’ll live well together no matter what others might say.’

May those two different beings find happiness together. Perhaps, having lived together for so long, though their races were divided, they might actually have become the same in reality.

From that day on, Evelyn went around eagerly peering at the flowers blooming in the castle’s flower beds. She hadn’t asked Nike about it since then, but just in case the two got married, she wanted to give them a special flower gift. When she found pretty flowers but didn’t know their names, she would even grab any nearby resident to ask.

Roses, lily of the valley, tulips, and also….

She particularly wanted to know what this flower was that bloomed so splendidly with double petals. Unfortunately, today there were no residents passing by nearby to ask. But it would be too much to just pick it. Should she at least draw a picture of it? As she wavered, lost in thought, a shadow fell over her head.

“Evelyn?”

“Ah…. Lady Nike!”

As soon as she, who had been crouching down, slowly began to rise, the unicorn came running from somewhere in the distance and stood blocking their path. Regardless, Nike crossed her arms and rolled her eyes smoothly.

“After returning, there were so many things to wrap up that I couldn’t pay any attention to you at all. Even that day I sent you off alone in such a hurried manner…. Were you disappointed?”

“No! Not at all.”

Evelyn, as always, pushed her own worries aside and acted as if nothing was wrong. However, Nike felt both embarrassed about the scene she had shown without warning that day, and on the other hand, angry.

It was because she was convinced that while she had been away to Macriss, Polyxene had schemed to intercept the relationship between the king she had marked and Evelyn. Quite remarkably, on the day she returned, Polyxene had to leave the castle again. And to Macriss, of all places, where she had finished all her business and returned from.

What kind of scheming had she done in the meantime to become an official guardian? But even so, what would Polyxene do in Macriss? Harvest lavender? Plow fields? Pick tea leaves and tend to tea trees? The old holy site required climbing broken sky stairs, so for wingless Polyxene to ascend, she would have to use ropes and climb.

‘Hmph. She’ll probably try to go up without permission, get stuck halfway unable to go up or down, and frantically call for rescue. But I won’t go to Polyxene. What will I do in the meantime? I’ll… somehow connect those two and have a joint wedding ceremony when Laocon and I get married!’