Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 56

Dylan frowned, looking displeased.

“What are you curious about?”

“Where is the Fourth Prince now?”

“He is imprisoned in the royal dungeon. He will be transferred to Murad once the situation calms down.” “That’s a relief. If I visit the royal palace, I can meet him.”

“Now that you know everything, isn’t that enough?”

“Dylan, I want to meet him personally and say something.”

Of course, Mia had no intention of meeting Jose. She had seen enough of him to be sick of him, and she had nothing to say to him. It was just an excuse to meet Morgan.

More than anything, judging by Dylan’s eyes right now, she was sure he would do anything to stop her from meeting Jose. “Aren’t you supposed to go to the royal palace too? I can go with you then.”

“You must not know what you look like right now.”

Mia walked past Dylan and stood in front of the vanity. Then, she looked at her face. Unlike usual, her cheeks were swollen, and her lips were torn. Anyone could tell she had been beaten.

Moreover, the hand-shaped bruise on her neck would surely be gossiped about by the nobles if they saw it. “Dylan, I can cover this up with clothes and a hat.”

“Ha?” “If that doesn’t work, I can just wear heavier makeup than usual.”

If it was just for a short outing, it wouldn’t be a big problem. Above all, since there were nobles who witnessed the chaos that day, it was clear that it had already spread widely throughout noble society through newspapers or gossipy nobles. So, there seemed to be no need to cover it up.

“Besides, I remember there were people who witnessed what happened that day. Surely they wouldn’t find fault with my face, would they?” The sound of angular footsteps gradually approached Mia. Mia spoke to Dylan, who was visible in the mirror.

“What are you so worried about? It was resolved well, wasn’t it?”

“Well?”

“You caught the Fourth Prince who threatened Hippolyte, the Murad royal family’s trial will proceed as planned, and the twelve-year war is over, so everything will return to its place.”

Dylan let out a series of hollow laughs and repeatedly swept back his neatly arranged hair.

Dylan, who pursues neatness and precision, keeps getting disheveled.

Mia, who lightly scanned such Dylan, met his eyes and asked.

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” Dylan put his hands on his hips and let out a somewhat nervous sigh. As if he had calculated quickly in a fleeting moment, he opened his mouth with a desolate face.

“I’ll adjust the schedule so you can go to the royal palace.”

“Thank you.”

“However, you will not be able to meet the Fourth Prince unless His Majesty the King permits it.”

“Of course. I don’t intend to be unreasonable. I’m just saying I can try to ask.”

“And on the day you visit the royal palace, we will leave the capital.”

Mia turned to Dylan, who had approached her. Mia’s eyes widened in surprise at the sudden story. He continued speaking as if it were nothing. “Due to yesterday’s events, rumors related to Richard are spreading more and more in the capital. The situation could worsen as people start to tear you apart, so let’s go somewhere else and focus on recovery.”

“You, your work…”

“It will be busy if we leave immediately after visiting the royal palace. You can buy everything else there except for your clothes.”

“Dylan, wait a moment.”

“The travel time will be long. But the train has shower facilities and most of the necessities, so it won’t be too uncomfortable.” He carefully checked her bruised cheek and clicked his tongue. He estimated that it would take at least two more weeks for the bruises to completely disappear. Unlike his gentle touch, his cold eyes made Mia’s whole body shudder.

“Let’s leave when the doctor says you can travel long distances.”

“The royal palace visit.”

“Get that checked too.”

“Okay, let’s do that.”

Mia sighed briefly and nodded. Since she didn’t feel pain very well anyway, the dull ache she felt now would surely fade after a day or so. In addition, the doctor’s diagnosis was usually made through conversation, so if she said she was fine, there wouldn’t be a big problem. Above all, she only needed time to visit the royal palace and talk with Morgan. After that, it wouldn’t be a big problem even if she was a little away from the capital.

‘If Dylan isn’t in the capital, he’ll hear the news that the delegation is visiting from Pilat late.’

While she was thinking, Dylan’s hand, which had been touching her cheek, moved to her lips. Then, he rubbed her with a ticklish sensation. Mia, who slowly raised her chin at his touch, met his eyes and asked.

“Aren’t you done talking?”

“I haven’t checked inside your mouth yet.”

“Inside my mouth?” As Mia spoke, Dylan’s thumb gently entered between her lips. Mia’s eyes widened in surprise at the sudden intrusion.

Behind her was the vanity, and in front of her was Dylan. His finger slowly rubbed her mucous membrane. It was a movement that made her toes curl.

Whenever she tried to say something, Dylan’s finger got caught on her teeth. Eventually, Mia had to open her mouth with a moan. “Ugh.” Dylan’s large finger lightly swam inside her small mouth. Every time he touched her tongue, she felt like her insides were boiling. Her heart fluttered, and when she shook her head, Dylan, who had been staring only at her open mouth, slowly raised his head. “Does it hurt?” “It’s weird.” “If it doesn’t hurt, then it’s fine.” He, who would have backed off at this point normally, slowly scanned her teeth again with his finger and pressed down on her tongue. His finger made a wet, sticky noise. In the bright room, Mia shuddered as she heard the sticky sound moving back and forth inside her mouth. Only then did Dylan slowly pull out his finger.

His thick finger was glistening with Mia’s saliva. As what had been pooling in her mouth flowed out over her lips, Dylan nonchalantly rubbed Mia’s lips again with his finger.

“Let’s eat soft things for a while.”

Her mouth was wet, but somehow it felt parched. Mia forced herself to turn her head away from his intense gaze.

The story related to Murad’s Fourth Prince, Jose, swept through the entire capital of Hippolyte.

The questions and anger towards the Hippolyte royal family for hiding this fact were fleeting.

Most of the attention was focused on Mia.

At a noble family’s party, noble ladies were busy exchanging opinions, bringing up the stories that were currently issues in the capital. The stories that were mainly discussed were the commotion caused by Jose’s appearance and the casualties that occurred near the relief activity site.

“We should be careful about relief activities in the future. By sending people separately or…” “Shouldn’t we see this as an exception?”

“Let’s talk about that later, I’m more worried about Duchess Richard than anything else. I heard that her condition was very bad.”

“But Duke Richard has returned because of this, so wouldn’t she be okay?”

Anabel, who was standing not far from them and listening to the story, clenched her fist tightly on the back of her hand. Her red hair, tied in a round bun to one side, sparkled ominously. “Of course, she will be. More than that, the trial is coming up soon, right?”

“I heard from my husband that Duke March has taken charge of the trial.”

“Really? I thought Duke Richard would be in charge, but why is Duke March in charge?”

Someone asked, feeling strange that Walter, not Dylan, who was the main player in the war, was in charge.

“Oh my, didn’t you know, madam? Duke and Duchess Richard will not be in the capital for a while. I think they’re leaving tomorrow.” One noble lady explained the rumors she had heard step by step.

They were going to a resort in the south, and the reason was that the Duke and Duchess Richard were leaving for Mia’s recovery. She smiled, saying that His Majesty the King had allowed it, considering Dylan, who had been in Rhodia for a while.

At that moment, Anabel, who had been listening quietly, dropped her glass down.

The sound of shattering glass echoed loudly. The noble ladies who were talking turned their attention to her. Anabel, already stepping firmly on the broken glass, walked towards them.

“It looks like everyone is having an exciting conversation.”

The space became quiet in an instant.

Anabel had occasionally appeared at parties since a while ago, but it was the first time she had spoken directly to someone, so everyone was clearly surprised. More than anything, they were nervous because they had been talking about the Duke and Duchess Richard until just before. That’s because the woman in front of them was crazy about Dylan Richard.

Anabel’s cold gaze scanned the noble ladies one by one. She chuckled and shrugged her shoulders.

“Didn’t you all hear the strange rumors about Princess Seydimia?”

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