The Vengeful Kidnapping Drama’s Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 151

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In front of the crackling fireplace, Psyche sat hugging her knees, absently warming herself by the fire. Turning her head slightly, she could see Ruon sleeping soundly in the bed. She couldn’t take her eyes off that seemingly peaceful face for a while.

How nice it would have been if the outside world were as peaceful as this scene.

In the end, war had broken out after all.

‘I’ve been racing to prevent this war all along, yet I couldn’t stop it.’

The day after she hid with Ruon in this villa, Mathes declared war against Arje.

When she first heard the news, she thought she should go out and try to stop them. But no matter how she considered it, neither Zephyros nor Rezus seemed likely to listen to her words.

Decisively…… she was too exhausted for that.

It felt as though she had done everything she could. She no longer wanted to be involved in any of it. She had reached the point of indifference—let enemy nations take advantage of their internal division and cause the country’s downfall if that was to be. She only planned to actively support and help Ruon if he wanted revenge.

Just then, Ruon’s eyelashes trembled slightly, then gradually lifted to reveal vivid blue eyes. Psyche’s eyes widened in surprise as her lips parted, and she carefully addressed him.

“……Are you awake?”

Ruon, who had awakened after a week, couldn’t gather his senses for a while. She looked at him with sympathetic eyes. Perhaps thanks to Mathes pouring recovery abilities into him, Ruon’s body was clean and intact without a single scar.

But just because he appeared fine on the outside didn’t mean he was fine on the inside. After enduring horrific torture for more than two months, she couldn’t even begin to fathom how rotten and broken his inner self might be. She could only guess that the psychological trauma would be substantial.

“Would you like some water? You must be thirsty.”

Psyche rose slowly so as not to startle Ruon. After pouring water from the kettle and offering the cup, the young man—too mature to be called a boy yet too youthful to be called a man—raised his upper body and drank it down with a word of thanks. He seemed to have regained his senses now. Watching him, she hesitated, wondering what to say first.

Just as she had finally organized her thoughts and was about to ask if he felt uncomfortable or in pain anywhere…

“……Are you alright?”

“……Huh?”

Her expression went blank for a moment. It was a question she hadn’t expected at all. ……Am I alright?

“That’s…… something I should be asking you.”

Her stomach churned. At her delayed response, he fidgeted with the cup, lowering his gaze, then looking at her, then lowering his gaze again. After repeating this several more times, Ruon carefully met her eyes and parted his lips.

“I know what they did to you there……”

“……”

“You can’t possibly be alright, but I hope you can feel a little better, even if just slightly.”

With sincere eyes and a genuine voice, Ruon spoke. Someone who was likely far more wounded than herself was consoling her.

Her throat tightened and her eyes instantly grew hot. Psyche swallowed the burning lump that had risen to her throat and barely managed to speak.

“I’m…… Mathes. Aren’t you scared or disgusted by me? Because of my brother…… you suffered such things.”

You must be in more pain than I am, how can you worry about me first in this situation? Her throat was too constricted to say the rest. Ruon replied calmly.

“I’m Arje. And you too have suffered irreparable wounds because of my brother.”

“No, more than me……”

Her voice trembled severely, and she momentarily closed her lips. Only after swallowing hard could she speak again.

“……I saw you being tortured.”

“Ah……. I thought as much.”

“……”

“That must have been hard for you.”

At those words, the tears she had been holding back finally burst through the eyes of Ruon, colored with pain. Her face contorted uncontrollably.

She covered her face with one hand and lowered her head. Her shoulders shook wildly. Between her palms, animal-like sobbing sounds escaped.

“Ruon, I’m sorry. I’m sorry……. That I couldn’t come sooner. I’m sorry……”

At that moment, Ruon’s lips crumpled terribly. He took in a rough breath and firmly grasped her limp hand.

“Don’t apologize. You’re not the one who should be apologizing.”

His firm voice and the strong hand gripping hers provided more comfort than anything else could. She wanted to comfort Ruon as well, but all that came out were sobs.

Seeing her weeping so sorrowfully, Ruon’s eyes also reddened as emotions welled up within him. He took a deep breath and continued.

“I saw a video of you…… revealing Zephyros Rosebel’s main ability and weakness, warning him not to touch me anymore.”