If I Throw Myself into His Sea - Episode 1.31

“See? You look much more relaxed now that you’ve started writing to your friend. What were you hesitating for?”

He watched the queen fill the letter with a much calmer expression, smiling contentedly for a moment before his smile faded.

Pereian was likely a major contributor to her withdrawn attitude.

‘What good is it to be consumed and die in his love? Especially when that love is killing someone.’

It was the first time he felt contempt for his friend, the ruler of the underwater kingdom. Irene focused her gaze on her handwriting, a surge of emotion rising within her. She tried to write neatly, but she hadn’t properly learned spelling, so she felt uneasy thinking there might be mistakes.

As always, the letter began with greetings. From asking how he was doing to inquiring about her nanny’s health.

With Sipri’s assurance that her secret would be kept, Irene slowly and calmly wrote about what had happened in the underwater kingdom.

“Rupel, you have no idea how happy it makes me to see the person I’ve loved my whole life become happy. It’s enough that Ian doesn’t love me. He’s not affectionate towards me, and I still cry often. But these days, I think I’m starting to understand what laughter is, what it means to live. I’ve left the land. I hope happy things will gradually increase. That’s how I feel when I see Ian.”

She deliberately pressed harder at the end. It was a paragraph she desperately wanted to reach Rupel intact, without being erased by the waves.

“Send it off with peace of mind.”

Sipri guided Irene to the border between the underwater kingdom and the general underwater area. In the underwater kingdom, which was unaffected by seawater, it was impossible to send a glass bottle without Pereian knowing.

So, to ensure this letter reached Rupel, it had to be released into the deep sea outside the underwater kingdom.

“Then, I’ll be going first.”

Perhaps sensing Irene’s troubled heart, Sipri left Irene at the border and departed first.

In Irene’s hands were a glass bottle and the teleportation magic tool he had given her. The boundary between Deltia and the ordinary seabed was like a national border, and she had heard that no seabed people lived outside that boundary.

“Ah, they can live outside too. Breathing magic is like that.”

Irene recalled the first time she threw herself into this sea. The memory of Ian kissing her forehead and her being able to breathe.

After letting the glass bottle drift beyond the boundary first, Irene moved her hand to use the magic tool Sipri had given her. The magic circle Sipri had personally engraved slowly unfolded.

Just as it was almost complete and about to activate, the whale she had met in the open space before was seen swimming towards her from beyond the boundary.

“Kkii!”

It had grown in the meantime, or perhaps it had just gotten much bigger, but Irene recognized it immediately. There was only one whale that acted so friendly.

Glad to see it, she hugged the whale, and because it had grown so much, she ended up riding on its back. The whale began to swim as if it had been waiting for Irene to get on.

“Are you going to show me around?”

“Kkiiing!”

One thing bothered her. Sipri’s magic tool was a one-way, single-use item for returning to the Coral Palace, so once the magic circle had unfolded, it could not be used again.

The whale had also appeared in Pereian’s Deep Sea Palace, so it must know the way to Deltia’s palace.

“You have to take me back when we’re done. Okay?”

Irene slowly smiled at the whale, who nodded its head up and down as if it really understood her.

It was a sea that Pereian hadn’t even properly shown her. It was a new world to Irene, and the world her beloved had lived in. With wide eyes, she took in every part of the sea.

***

All situations in the underwater palace are reported to Pereian. The news that Irene, who had regained consciousness, had disappeared from the coral palace also reached his ears. And that the last person she met was Sipri. He was already on the verge of being driven mad by the interference of the nobles, and now the queen had disappeared again.

Frustrated, Pereian ran a hand through his hair and bit his lip. A recent wound opened and blood seeped out, filling his mouth. Why, where on earth did she disappear to?

“I have nowhere to go but this sea.”

Didn’t she say that when he questioned her identity? Begging him desperately to just let her live here.

He had clearly said that his sea was kind. Was even that a lie? If she had run away out of guilt, she wouldn’t have said she wanted to stay in this sea back then.

Pereian summoned Sipri. Irena Iphraim was the last person she had met, and there had been a report that he had briefly left the underwater palace and returned alone.

“Oh, you called?”

“I hear the Queen has disappeared.”

Sipri, who had entered the office, feigned ignorance and avoided eye contact. Pereian, who had been with Sipri for a long time, could tell at a glance. That he, his friend Sipri, had spirited the Queen away somewhere.

Sipri’s family had a history of smuggling out land dwellers. The fact that it happened to be Pereian’s own mother made him even more conscious of it. Pereian stepped forward, grabbed Sipri by the collar, and asked.

“Where did you put the Queen?”

Undeterred by the fierce momentum, Sipri scoffed at Pereian’s stern expression and replied.

“Why, does the thought of her disappearing move you?”

Sipri couldn’t understand why Pereian was acting so sensitively. He was the one who had left her scarred with a sword and made her cower all the time. It had only been a few days since he had acted like he wanted that woman to disappear more than anyone else, but as soon as he heard that the awakened Queen had disappeared, he was so indignant?

“Now you’re doing this?”

“Tell me. Where did you hide her?”

“I didn’t hide her.”

Pereian’s hand, gripping his collar, tightened.

“I just gave her a returning magic tool and came back first.”

“What about the protection magic?”

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