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Chapter 30
Killian didn’t know why he was this angry.
But he knew exactly when it started—
the moment he saw Floheta and Yus together.
At that moment, an indescribable anger rose inside him, and he had the sudden urge to separate them somehow.
“Killian…”
Yus followed him outside and carefully looked at his face.
She needed a clear answer. She needed to know exactly how he felt right now. Only then could she fix the situation.
“Are you very angry?”
Killian didn’t answer.
Instead, his silence only made the wall around his emotions feel stronger.
Feeling nervous, Yus asked again.
“Killian… please tell me. Are you very angry? I’m sorry.”
“Do I look angry?”
That was the first thing he said.
It was a simple question, and Yus could easily answer it.
Yes. He did look angry.
But Yus knew that sometimes honesty could make things worse. So instead of answering truthfully, she shook her head.
At first, she could never imagine lying to Killian. But recently, she had more and more things to hide from him. Lying had slowly become natural.
At the same time, she realized how easily people adapt.
“Of course not…! I just wanted to know what you were thinking.”
It was a poor excuse. But because of that, Killian could clearly see how guilty she felt.
Seeing her like that, he suddenly felt calmer. Just moments ago, he had been filled with anger—but now it had faded.
“I am not angry.”
Finally hearing his clear answer, Yus slowly smiled.
“That’s a relief!”
She even clapped her hands, trying to brighten the heavy mood.
“……”
Killian watched her quietly. Then he lifted the corner of his lips. His expression became softer.
“You went through something frightening just now. I think you need some time to calm down. What do you think?”
“Well, I was surprised, but—”
Killian didn’t wait for her to finish. He simply took her hand and led her away.
“Where are we going?”
“Here.”
After walking only a short distance, they stopped in front of a dessert café.
Unlike Yus, who still looked confused, Killian confidently led her inside.
It was a quiet and simple café. It was unclear whether he had made a reservation or if it was just empty, but there were almost no other customers.
“This place is famous for having many kinds of madeleines,” Killian said.
“Really?”
He spoke as if he had been there before, smoothly introducing the menu.
“Over here.”
Before Yus could even look around properly, Killian called a server.
“Yes, what would you like to order?”
“Six kinds of madeleines and a tea set.”
“Yes, please wait a moment.”
The server left, and soon only the two of them remained in the hall.
“Killian.”
Yus suddenly spoke while looking at him.
She had a strange feeling of familiarity.
“Have you been here before?”
“What?”
Killian shook his head.
“Haha, no.”
“Really? You seem to know this place well. I thought maybe you had come before.”
“Oh, it’s not me. Oscar likes desserts.”
“Oscar?”
Yus blinked in surprise.
Oscar was Killian’s aide. He looked strict, so she never imagined he liked sweets.
“I just became familiar with it after hearing him talk about it.”
“I see.”
Yus laughed lightly and relaxed again.
“Achoo!”
Oscar suddenly sneezed loudly.
“Ugh!”
Because of that, Floheta quickly stepped away from him.
They had decided to take a short walk together, leaving the others behind. It was an awkward walk.
“What’s wrong, Oscar?”
“Ah, excuse me.”
Oscar took a deep breath and wiped his nose.
“I don’t have pollen allergies though…”
“Well, maybe someone is talking about you.”
Floheta shrugged and smiled.
“Pardon? What does that mean?”
“……”
“If someone talks about me, I sneeze? Please explain in detail, Lord Floheta!”
Oscar looked completely serious, as if he had never heard such a saying before.
Having nothing to say, Floheta just shook his head.
“Ahem. By the way, why do you keep provoking His Grace?” Oscar finally asked.
“Hmm…”
Floheta thought for a moment, then smiled again.
“Because Yus is too good for Killian.”
“What?”
Oscar’s mouth fell open.
“Isn’t it the opposite?”
On one side, there was Yus—the daughter of a small duke from the Duchy of Berchia.
On the other side, there was Killian—the empire’s most eligible bachelor. Young, talented, tall, handsome, and a duke.
Anyone on the street would say the same thing.
‘Obviously the latter.’
Of course, Oscar knew Yus was kind and thoughtful. But even so, it still looked like Killian was the better match.
“Wrong!” Floheta declared loudly.
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t explain everything. But one thing is certain.”
He leaned closer, as if sharing a secret.
“What is it?”
Oscar leaned in.
“Yus is the one settling in this marriage. Killian should be thankful.”
Oscar shook his head, but Floheta didn’t back down.
“Believe it or not.”
As they continued walking, Floheta spotted an ice cream shop.
Since it was hot, it felt like a blessing.
“Ice cream!”
He quickly bought one scoop of chocolate ice cream.
“Oscar, want a scoop?”
But Oscar shook his head immediately.
“I hate sweet food. I’d rather drink cold water.”
“How boring.”
Floheta laughed and took another big bite.
Even if relationships change, ice cream still tastes the same, he thought.
Meanwhile, Yus finished her dessert happily and left the café, patting her stomach.
The six madeleines Killian ordered were chocolate, tiramisu, lemon, green tea, original, and strawberry. They were sweet but not too sweet, and the hibiscus tea matched them perfectly.
“Thank you. It was delicious.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Killian replied with his usual smile.
“Then shall we go buy the gift now?”
Yus finally remembered why they had come to the city.
At that moment, Killian suddenly stopped walking and frowned.
“Before that, you need to change your clothes.”
