Chaotic Nights

Chaotic Nights — Chapter 108. Fear

Translator: Atlas

Weekly Chapter 2/6

“I take back what I said, that girl doesn’t look like the Prince’s toy. He didn’t even flinch when the Shadow killed someone, but he paled as soon as he saw you touch that girl. His Excellency is not blind.”

“Shut up! I have a headache.”

Youngheung called an attendant to ask for alcohol.

Shihoon, having scrunched up the letter, submerged it into the newly arrived bowl filled with alcohol. Youngheung put down the pipe in surprise.

—Sister, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. Sometimes I am afraid because I feel like I am walking on thin ice, but I have all my needs covered. Jihak is kind to me. Sohyeon told me about your situation. I felt such deep compassion that it shattered my heart. Sohyeon will help you. Agree to become her attendant. When the opportunity arises, we can escape to a coastal town. No matter your location, I will find you. I can’t leave yet because I haven’t fulfilled everything I promised Jihak. Sister, I miss you. I want to look at your face, if only briefly.

The characters became blurry with alcohol.

Sohyeon knew…

But no one had said anything to him. Shihoon lowered his head, he felt disappointed.

He remembered something left at the Prince’s house.

***

Jihak was about to throw the dragon robe into the fire pit.

The attendant, covered in tears, knelt down on his knees.

“Do not, my Lord.”

Jihak smiled.

“I’ve already thrown it all away.”

“Prince. I don’t think the bloodshed should continue. Soon, His Highness will learn what happened in Harye. So…”

“Don’t worry. I’ll head to the Royal Palace before my father looks for me.”

The attendant’s eyes grew wide. Jihak placed the robe in his hand over the attendant’s shoulder. The attendant, who was startled, hugged the robe.

He trembled pitifully like an aspen. But Jihak nonchalantly turned around and walked toward Eunha who stood at the entrance to his quarters. Her eyes were so clear they looked like stars in the black sky.

“Let’s go.”

Jihak, who took Eunha’s hand, walked towards his room.

She stopped him.

“You beoseon…”

He had walked a blood-soaked path. Someone else’s blood had stained his socks.

Eunha opened the door to the bathroom right next door.

“I’ll help you.”

“You plan to wash me?”

“If you don’t want to, at least your feet…”

Eunha quietly took his hand again. She dragged him close to the bathtub. Then she poured hot water over his head. Jihak still had his clothes on.

Blood gathered in the water collected at his feet.

The thick muscles beneath his broad shoulders contracted with each breath. His body was hard, but she knew it was also warm.

The water that had turned his clothes transparent.

“Come here.”

After she swallowed saliva, Eunha approached him. She took off his clothes.

“You did well.”

“That’s…”

Jihak stepped into the bathtub. Eunha, who brought liquid fruit soap, sat in the bathtub. Jihak stared at her.

“I don’t understand.”

“What do you mean?”

She ran her fingers through his hair. Jihak sighed because he felt tingly.

“What was the reason behind your question regarding whether I harbored any fear?”