Chapter 105. My God


    This man alone is my ally, no matter what time, no matter who bes my enemy.


    No matter what I do, he must stay with me.


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    By the time Yn left with Violette and returned home, the sky was darkening. Since it was basically this time every day when he returned, the family was not particrly concerned, and only a minimal number of servants greeted him. Yn would see his parentster at dinner.


    The parents who took Yn in are both kind-hearted and generous people. They are both very open-minded and big-hearted, and because they value their own values, their interference in other peoples lives is minimal. This does not mean that they are heartless or indifferent, but rather that they have a clear understanding of distance and boundaries.


    From Yns point of view, who perceives others first of all with malice and indifference, they have fair personalities. If Yn had been born as one of their children from the beginning, he would have respected them wholeheartedly and set his sights on their backs. Its an irreversible lie, and he couldnt be like them now, nor does he want to be. The days when he could aspire to be fair are long gone.


    The first thing Yn did after entering his room was to put away the pocket watch he took out of his bag in its ss case. The violet flower on the lid of the pocket watch shone through the ss, the image was so beautiful that nothing could bepared to it. He had been looking for a case that would match the beauty of the pocket watch and the strict protection it received, but unfortunately, he couldnt find one.


    Yn changed into hisfortable clothes and hung his uniform together on the sofa, someone wouldter retrieve it while Yn was out of the room. Yn always did his best not to touch anything in this room, and make sure that only clothes and garbage were put away. He has always preferred to be alone, and this is thanks to the fact that the people around him have adapted to him. The son of the Kings concubine is not someone you want to have much to do with, even if he is the one you are supposed to serve. When Yn is in his room, the only people who might visit him are his parents.


    He sat in a chair by the window and raised one leg. Resting his chin on his knee, his eyes looked at the picture frames that line the window frame. But there was no human figure in the memories in them. They are faded pressed flowers, palm-sized notes, or broken braided cords.


    The fingertips of his fingers lifted slowly, tracing the pressed flowers through the cold frame. Even without a photograph to cut out the scene, a flower that has deteriorated and lost its vividness opened the door to a memory.


    When they first saw these flowers together, they didnt even know what they were called, they just admired how pretty they were. It was when they were ying together in the library that he learned that it was a forget-me-not, which is treated like a weed but never withers and grows in clusters. They would sit around a book, write down the books they wanted to read, and circle the ones they had finished. While both of them preferred illustrated books and childrens history books over stories, they learned about the jinx of the string that would make their wishese true if it broke naturally.


    Yn remembered every word Violette said, every expression. The sky, the wind, the scent, everything.


    (Finally, here we are.)


    With a thump, his knees and forehead collide. He was a young boy who couldnt even leave behind a picture inside the picture frames, and could only lock away the pieces of his happiness. He didnt even realize that Violette, who was smiling in front of him, had been crushed by the painful reality as soon as he turned his back on her.


    He was happy just to be by her side, and without knowing the meaning of greed, he believed purely and baselessly that as long as he had feelings for her, eternity would be guaranteed. He was swimming in muddy water, but his naivete, characteristic of a child, made him optimistic. When he realized that nothingsts forever and everything needs strength to continue, the countdown to the end began, and he was reminded of his own unworthiness.


    Yn realized that there was no point in just thinking that he could do anything to make her happy.


    (This is it, or rather, this is where it starts.)


    Yn repeatedly tapped his forehead in an attempt to calm his racing mind. It was too early to get carried away, and if he let his guard down and get caught off guard, everything he had done so far woulde crashing down like a wave.


    He let out a lungful of air, and when he closed his eyes, he could see a beaming Violette behind his eyelids reaching for him.


    Violette is always the one who reaches out to him. That is why Yn can stand and walk to her. Yuran is an egoist, acting on his own interpretation and greed, but he has no shadow of a sense of self-possession.


    From his head to his toes, from his five vital organs to his blood, from his life to his soul, everything belongs to Violette.


    That is why she must remain a caged bird. In a world woven with peace and tranquility, she will remain unaware of the shadows of external enemies for the rest of her life. Wherever she wants to go, he will carry her. If she wants to fly away, he will make a bigger, wider cage for her. If something goes wrong, he hopes shell be in a ce where his body can be a shield.


    If he loses his owner, his one and only God, if he loses his breath.


    He couldnt bear it  he couldnt bear it, he could never bear it.


    (Dont worry, I can do it, I will do it. Ill never make a mistake  this time, I promise.)


    Yns biting lips tasted faintly of blood. His wed palm ached, and he could feel the skin slowly shredding. He felt a slight heat, but didnt feel any pain. It didnt matter, this much, it was bearable.


    Compared to the despair he felt that day when the world he loved so much was crushed and broken.


    T/N: Im sorry everyone. Because of technical issues, two of my other novels chapters were posted as this novels. I have no idea why it happened, and Im still trying to figure it out. Sorry for the inconvenience, I promise I will try to fix the problem as soon as possible.


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