I Became the Wife of the Monstrous Crown Prince

Tenstheon said he would provide any kind of support to help him become the Emperor.

Eunhan had changed his fate.

Rather than being a supporting character who’d die at Richard’s hand, he would become the Emperor of Chang.

Baekhan would be happy because his older brother returned, right?

But, would we ever meet again?

Anyway, the original story was already changing.

I looked at my hand. I was the original Heir of Light, not Diana.

I could lift Blake’s curse. I was glad but one concern arose.

So, how do I lift the curse….

In the original story, Blake and Diana had spent a hot night together.

Then, the power of light was activated and Blake’s curse was lifted.

In short, to lift the curse, we needed to have ‘contact’ with each other.

Oh no…

Blake was so innocent that I forgot that this was an R-19 novel.

Blake opened the door and came in.

“Ancia!”

He ran to me while smiling.

“Blake.”

“Ancia why do you look so sad today?”

He looked up at me with concern in his eyes.

“Is it because of Eunhan?”

“Pardon?”

“Are you sad that Eunhan left?”

“No, why would I be sad? It’s great that Eunhan and his brother went back home.”

“Don’t you want to see the black cat?”

“Black cat?”

Why a cat? Was he talking about Eunhan?

“You like the cat.”

“It’s been a long time since you saw the cat. Don’t you miss it?”

Blake got serious when I laughed at his words.

“No.”

“Really?”

“It’s true.”

“Do you feel lonely now that both of them went home?”

“No. As Ancia said, they’ll both be happy because they went back. I’m glad Baekhan recovered. Besides, why would I be lonely? I have my wife.”

Blake grabbed my face and rubbed his cheeks on mine.

He was unusually cute today.

“Blake.”

“Huh?”

“When will you grow up?”

“Huh? Huh? I-I grew up already!”

Blake raised his voice in indignation, but he was still cute.

“Blake, I found a way to lift your curse.”

After Eunhan and Baekhan left, I told Blake and Tenstheon everything about me being the heir to the curse and being able to lift Blake’s curse (except for the R-19 part).

Blake was very happy. Even now, he smiled brightly when I said so.

“Yes. Ancia won’t leave me now. I can’t leave Ancia either.”

He seemed to be more pleased about the fact that I wouldn’t leave him rather than the fact that his curse could be lifted.

I felt really bad that I once thought about leaving this child behind.

But apart from feeling bad, he was still a child.

In the original story, he was definitely a mysterious man full of sexiness.

“You need to grow up a little bit more if you want me to lift your curse.”

“I have grown up already!”

Well if I looked closely, he had indeed grown up a little bit, from a small bean to a chestnut.

“You need to be much bigger than a chestnut.”

“Chestnut…”

Blake muttered with a dazed face.

I had said my thoughts out loud without realizing it.

Blake didn’t like to be treated as a child these days.

“No, wait. You look more like a peach.”

“Peach…”

He didn’t like peaches either?

Whew, when did he grow up to be this big?

I squished his cheeks to my heart’s content.

His cheeks were soft and pink, just like a peach.

“Blake, do you want to have peaches?”

“No!”

Blake puffed his cheeks. His cheeks really looked like peaches now.

“Why? It’s so sweet and delicious.”

“It’s time for my sword training. I have to go quickly.”

He turned towards the door quickly and left.

Was he upset?

But why?

I was complimenting him for being as cute as a peach though.

***

I followed Blake outside, but he went down to the first floor without saying anything. He must be really upset.

“Blake!”

When I went out of the building as I chased behind him, I saw Tenstheon walking towards us.

I was worried that he might stop coming here because of the nobles’ protests, but he visited us often now.

“Father!”

I ran towards him with a big smile.

The Emperor stroked my head and smiled at me as he looked at Blake.

Blake just stood there expressionlessly.

We hadn’t seen him in nearly fifteen days, so he must be feeling awkward seeing him again.

I went to Blake’s side and patted him on his back.

Blake bowed his head reluctantly and said, “You’re here.”

“Where are you going?”

“I was on my way to the training ground.”

“Are you going to practice?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go together.”

Blake’s eyes widened. I was surprised too.

Even if he came to the palace, he would only have dinner or talk for a while with us before returning home.

But he said he was going to join Blake?

All the spies inside the Crown Prince’s palace had been removed, but there was still a possibility that there might be other spies keeping watch.

But today, Tenstheon didn’t care about such things.

“Blake, come on. Let’s go.”

I pushed Blake forward, so he was forced to walk with his dad by his side.

The servants were about to walk behind us, but I told them they didn\'t need to do that.

I wanted to give them some time together.

Tenstheon strode ahead as if he already knew the location of the training ground. Blake’s steps were much slower than usual and the gap between them widened.

They didn’t want to talk or hold hands. Wasn’t this just too awkward?

Tenstheon tried to overcome the awkward situation and said, “You’re slow.”

“I’m sorry…ah!”

Tenstheon caught him when he tripped. With one hand supporting his hips, and his other hand around Blake’s back, it looked like he was carrying a baby.

Well, it was a beautiful scene between a father and son but Blake wasn’t a child anymore.

Blake was five years old when he was cursed. Usually as children grew up, their parents would grow up with them.

But Tenstheon’s knowledge and experience as a father was only until Blake was 5 years old.

It was heartbreaking to think of the time that was lost between the father and the son.

Besides…

“What are you doing? Put me down!”

Blake was embarrassed at being treated like a baby and his face turned red.

Oh my. Well, Blake had been trying to look mature these days.

Blake smacked Tenstheon on the chest.

“It’s dangerous. Stay still.”

Tenstheon hugged Blake even tighter.

After meeting face to face after so long, they only had a short and formal conversation with each other.

“My wife is watching!”

“Ancia, do you want to be carried too?”

“No, I’m fine!”

How old did he think I was?

I said no, but Tenstheon held Blake with one hand, corrected his posture, and picked me up with his other hand.

While Blake and I were being carried by Tenstheon, our eyes met, and my face turned red.

“I’m not a child anymore!”

“Both you and Blake are still babies to me.”

Tenstheon smiled as if he found it cute that I was pretending to be a grown up even though I was only two years older than Blake.

I’m really not a child!

I could see why Blake was always upset when this happened. But I really was a grown up!

It was so unfair!

Even though we protested, Tenstheon only walked silently with us in his arms.

Soon, the embarrassment subsided and I became worried instead.

“Aren’t we heavy?”

“Haha, you’re worried about that?”

Tenstheon burst out laughing as he didn’t expect me to say so.

But I meant what I said.

Weren’t we both heavy?

Even a healthy adult would have a hard time holding two babies at the same time.

But Tenstheon walked effortlessly as if he didn’t feel our weight at all.