History at the Library

She was lifting her eyelids that she had decided to close, and suddenly her body hit something hard. A fishy smell crossed the tip of her nose.

“Argh!”

Before Vivian bounced off, the hard thing that hit her grabbed her by the shoulder.

“Vivian, what are you doing here?”

“What, what, why is Ray here?”

“Because it’s in front of my bedroom.”

“Gasp, before I knew it, I was here…”

Surprised, she spit out her thoughts. While walking without thinking, she passed by her bedroom and came to the Grand Duke’s bedroom at the end of the hallway.

Aiden looked down at her bewildered and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Vivian somehow felt wronged. It’s like sneaking into a bedroom and getting caught. Of course, it was even more unfair because she was the one who had done it.

She didn’t think she’d make an excuse, but Vivian was babbling on and on, “I came here because I lost my mind while walking.”

“Did you come to find me?”

“I didn’t find you for any other purpose. I had something to ask about the novel.”

“No one is scolding you, Vivian.”

“Oh, no!”

Vivian just shut up. In fact, it wasn’t really important now.

“But… …”

Vivian showed signs of hesitation and boldly asked with the power of night energy.

“It smells like blood.”

As she began to be conscious, he seemed to have thick blood everywhere on his body. Vivian bit her lip in nervousness after she said it. Perhaps because of the dim moonlight and shaded face, Aiden had turned into a colder impression than usual.

Blue eyes glistened very clearly in the dark, as if they were predators. At this moment, he was not a drowsy cat, but a black leopard with food in front of him.

He didn’t answer for a while and then slowly flapped his lips, “Not my blood.”

She thought he’d say it wasn’t the smell of blood. Aiden had a needlessly honest bone in his body.

Vivian gulped without realizing it. If it’s not his own blood, it’s someone else’s blood, and if it smells like blood, where and what did he go?

Could the horrendous massacre she had imagined been true? She thought it was ridiculous. Looking at the cool, hardened face, it seemed like there was no possibility at all.

Vivian came to a conclusion with a determined mind.  We don’t trust each other.

Her mind shook like a reed just because he changed his attitude. And it was really ironic that they were physically attracted to each other.

“I’m glad you didn’t get hurt.”

Vivian grinned with a white face. It looked like an act of desperately relaxing. Aiden felt her stiffened body slowly relaxed at his fingertips .

“Are you not going to tell me where you go every night?”

“…..”

He stared down at her silently. But Vivian read the answer from that look. Aiden never intended to tell.

Somehow, feeling drained, she sighed and swept her face down. It felt as if all the jokes they had been exchanging and laughing and chatting had been dreams.

It’s a foregone conclusion.  Reality was not a romance novel.

In the first place, Vivian did not build enough trust and confide in him. Aiden felt the same for her. Such a matter of course, Vivian felt unfamiliar as if she had a lump in her chest.

I don’t think I want anything to be taken for granted. But that’s a crazy thing to do. She recalled her inner warning once again. We need to get things sorted out again.

Dawn was the time when emotions woke up, when reason became blurred. All this confusion must be caused by the early morning sentiments.

“I have a question. Do you have time?”

“I won’t be able to answer that.”

“It’s all right, I’m not going to dig into what Ray wants to hide.”

Vivian answered calmly and this time Aiden crumpled his face. It was because he felt an attitude that completely drew the line. It was Aiden’s habitual attitude towards people.

He suddenly felt uncomfortable because he didn’t know Vivian, who always knew nothing but to rush toward her goal, would push him away. He thought she’d dig a little further.

You want her to dig in?  Aiden thought unconsciously and flabbergasted and completely let go of her shoulder.

What is this, what is…?

He opened the bedroom door wide and guided her inside to hide the confused look. And while Vivian looked around, he stuck his sword in his closet and closed the door as it was the cause of the smell of blood.