Ice God and The Lady - Chapter 31
Chapter 31
Seeing that the bathroom was empty, Cahill grunted with dissatisfaction.
Since coming to this country, it had been difficult for him to see Holly unless at night. Even when the servants brought meals to the room as if they were trying to fatten him, and when he asked where she was, they only said that she was with the prince.
“Oh, is that true?”
Unknowingly, the sullen Cahill soon remembered Holly’s face, who was disgusted when he questioned whether she would do it with the Prince or not.
“Holly doesn’t like that guy.”
He opened the door with a smile, satisfied with the conclusion he had come up with. As he came out of Holly’s room, the maids passing by the hallway were stunned to see him.
“Why are you here?”
When he turned his head to the sharp voice, there was a woman who was clinging to him. She asked with a puzzled face.
“Find out where Gamal, no, the guard is.”
Cahill was watching her order the little maid.
“Please, go. You’re not supposed to be here.”
“Where is Holly?”
The woman immediately flinched at Cahill’s question.
“I will take you to your place. Follow me.”
There was no way he couldn’t have noticed that the woman’s eyes were shining. Cahill, awakening the sensations in his body, pretended to follow the woman obediently.
“Is the wedding over?”
“Wedding?”
As he followed the passing maid’s words, the woman glanced at him and bit her lip. Her tense expression was evident. Cahill scrutinized her with narrowed eyes, organizing his thoughts. Judging by the color of their skin, they were from the desert.
Red in the desert meant…
‘…Bringing peace and good luck to the home.’
Having done business with one of the desert countries, He knew the local traditions. It was the color used for weddings. At the same time, the red cloth that decorated Holly’s room brushed past his eyes.
“Wa, wait! The room is not over there.”
They wanted to lock him in the room again. In the meantime, Holly would marry the sly Prince.
Cahill shook off the hand that was trying to grab him and ran off. He followed the workers who were busy moving somewhere. Taking his breath, he stood in front of a large door that could only be found in a cathedral.
Then, he gently pushed the door that two people needed to push together.
Holly, who was on the altar in a bride’s clothes, saw him and widened her eyes. Cahill gazed only at her as he walked. Those who tried to block him flew through the air without even touching him.
“Ca, Cahill…?”
As soon as Cahill reached Holly, he grabbed her shoulder.
“I have a question for you, Holly.”
He could see the Prince getting up and approaching him. Feeling something unusual, Holly nodded without asking anything.
“Are you going to marry that prince?”
Her eyes widened in surprise. She had the same look as when she was disgusted by the question of whether she was going to sleep with him. Then, the fire that had been burning in Cahill all the way to here was extinguished in an instant.
Relaxed at Holly’s reaction, he saw the bread in her hand. It was a symbol of promise to be together forever with those who shared it.
“If you eat that, you have to spend the rest of your life with that prince.”
There was no way the nobles would appreciate someone like the Princess to be wallowing around with another man.
When he said it in that sense, Holly’s face distorted with a look that looked like she was going to spit out curses. She furiously rolled her eyes and grabbed Cahill’s hair, which was closest to her.
“Hey! Are you only thinking about that at this moment?”
“Huh? That’s not it…”
He slid behind her, bewildered by Holly’s unexpected and violent reaction. His soft hair soon slipped out of her hand as easily as a grain of sand.
“No, you said you wouldn’t sleep with that Prince last time.”
Cahill waved his hand and made excuses. As his voice spread throughout the wedding hall, the sound of gasping breaths could be heard here and there. Holly lifted her head and looked at Ahmed. His eyes stiffened open in shock.
“When, when did I say that…”
As Holly was about to try to pretend, Cahill’s eyes met hers. She didn’t think he would have said something he didn’t mean the moment she looked into those eyes.
“I think I didn’t…”
“You did, you did!”
“Oh, my gosh! How could I say such an absurd thing…”
Gossiping words slammed into Holly’s ears like thunder. Soon, her face turned red as if it was about to explode.
“You’re not going to marry the Prince?”
Cahill was the only one who was calm in this commotion.
“I’m not, I’m NOT DOING IT! I’m not getting married, nor am I going to sleep with him!”
Holly burst into anger, unable to overcome her shame. She glared at Cahill, who was staring at her with eyes that didn’t know why she was angry, and then she realized it.
“Is this a wedding now…?”
“If you eat it, then it’s over.”
Cahill nodded his head with a smile and pointed the tip of his chin to the bread in Holly’s hand. She then glanced at her hand with bewildered eyes before throwing the bread to the floor as she wiped her hands on the bride’s robe as if she had touched anything dirty.
Mona, who stood closest to her, ran to her and came with the bread that had fallen.
“You can’t do this, miss. Come on and eat.”
Mona glanced at Ahmed and put the bread in front of Holly’s mouth. The corners of her lips trembled slightly as she smiled.
‘…Is she telling me to eat what had fallen to the floor? No, if I eat that bread before then, it will be over!’
Slap—
Before Holly, astonished, could respond by opening her mouth, Cahill slapped Mona’s hand.
“Kyak!”
She was struck so hard that she rolled over the floor, screaming. The look on the poor woman’s face made her feel sad, but the eyes looking down at her were only cold.
“Holly won’t eat that guy.”
Holly’s face, which was hanging from Cahill’s arm in surprise, hardened subtly.
“The bread, bread..”
Cahill tilted his head, asking what the difference was.
Eventually, Ahmed, who had been hardened by the shock of being rejected, slowly got up before opening his mouth.
“Miss Holly. Are you sure you don’t want to marry me? I thought our hearts connect.”
He drooped his eyebrows in disappointment. Her heart was weakened because his gentle eyes were teary.
“Even so, if this was my wedding, you should have asked my opinion first.”
Holly, who replied in a soft voice, saw Ahmed’s face lit up at her words and quickly added.
“Of course, it’s not like our hearts do actually connect.”
“You said you wanted to see my parents.”
His incomprehensible look made Holly say again.
“I just wanted to say thank you for inviting me to the castle…”
“I brought you to my parents with the intention of introducing you as someone who will be with me for the rest of my life.”
With his low voice and serious gaze, she couldn’t answer anything. Perhaps mistaken by her silence, Ahmed approached with a charming smile.
“If it’s the heart, it doesn’t matter because we can connect it from now on.”
“Are you going to live with us?”
Cahill looked at her, and his eyes widened. Holly, knowing where the end of the thought was, twisted her face.
“Do you not want it that much?”
At that, Holly reflexively nodded her head while Ahmed, who seemed to have never been rejected once in his life, frowned.
“Oh, it’s not that I hate the Prince. I do not like you either. It was too short a time to know and like Ahmed.”
She added soothingly. Of course, she didn’t care how long the time he spent with her to fall in love, and she thought it wouldn’t get better if she knew him more. Still, she didn’t want to hurt Ahmed, who was kind to her.
“Then, will you give me more time? I will definitely reflect Holly’s opinion on our marriage.”
‘…I’d rather say it clearly even if it hurts.’
Holly’s face was clearly stained with trouble that Ahmed didn’t even need to hear an answer.
“Then, I can’t help it.”
Seeing her rejecting him until the end, Ahmed smiled sadly. Holly opened her mouth, thinking that she should leave Sharif like this.
“Capture her.”
However, before she could do that, the smile faded from Ahmed’s face and it turned cold. He looked at Holly with an arrogant face never seen before.
“As expected, you will have no choice but to be my bride.”
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