Beloved’s Whereabouts (Cyril’s Point of View)
I have been having the same dream lately.
It’s a dream in which my memories of Elle flash before my eyes.
Maybe it’s a sign that something has happened to her.
“Elle, just where are you right now?”
After leaving the Ansanse Kingdom, Elle had supposedly headed for the neighboring Principality of Agreable.
But when the search team visited the Portu village, just across the border, they were told that no one who looked like her had visited there.
If she hadn’t visited the nearest village, where could she have gone?
I was frustrated that there was no sign of her.
“Your Highness Cyril.”
As I walked through the castle, Elle’s father, Duke Regis de Olivier, called out to me from behind.
I had a terrible-looking face, but he’s no match for me. He had dark circles under his eyes, and his normally neat and tidy appearance was disheveled.
Even so, it was unusual for him to come to the royal castle so late at night.
“Do you have any information about Elle?”
It seems that apart from the search party sent by the royal castle, Duke Olivier had also sent a search party for Elle.
Maybe they have found something.
I inquired with faint hope.
“No… we haven’t found anything. How about you?”
“We didn’t find anything either.”
“Is that so…”
I let out a deep sigh as the Duke became depressed.
It seems that he came to hear the report from us.
“I don’t feel alive since Elle disappeared…”
I muttered, staring at the Duke, whose hair color was similar to Elle’s.
It was natural for me to be by her side ever since she was a child. I swore to cherish her for the rest of my life.
So why had I betrayed her?
I spat out my regret dozens of times in my mind.
“I feel the same way…”
The Duke agreed in a small voice, and I replied, “Of course you do.” Anyone could tell by the look on his face that he regretted it.
I clenched my fists and looked at the Duke.
“Duke, where do you think Elle went?”
“I don’t know… isn’t that pathetic of me despite being her father?”
“What about you, Your Highness?” I was asked by the self-mocking Duke in return.
A place where Elle went.
When I pulled out my memories of her, there was one place that came to mind.
Before the charm incident happened, I had asked her where she wanted to go on her honeymoon.
(I would like to visit the port town of Meil in the Principality of Agreable.)
Elle answered me with a shy smile.
What did I reply to her that time?
(We will definitely go.)
(I will be looking forward to it.)
Elle was smiling happily as if her heart was filled with anticipation.
Is Elle in the Meil by any chance?
That’s the port town in the Principality of Agreable.
There’s a good chance that Elle will be there, and it’s worth a try.
“Duke, please forgive me. I just recalled that I have to take care of something.”
Without answering his question, I returned to my room.
I can’t just wait for a search party.
“Elle, wait for me.”
That day, I escaped from the castle.
On the other hand, Elle was…
“You should just continue showing that despairing expression of yours.”
She was making a devilish murderer experience hell.