After he said it, he regretted it right away, but it's too late. The tightly clenched hand was wrapped in Fernand's big hand.
"Did your nanny say anything else about the day your mother died?"
"...Yeah. I heard that Ichi's Shinke Itou was terrible and difficult because it was just a cold day."
Recalling that Ichi murmured, "I found it difficult to put you in the bathe", The master she served died, and she said, "How can I live in this country far from my country?"
"I wish I had been the child you wanted."
The prince has repeatedly heard that he has been saved by the King's "mercy". As I grew up, I naturally understood what it means to live in "mercy." It's about living in the underground room where the sun doesn't reach much like a living creature in the ground.
But I didn't mean to tell Fernand or Milly about this. I couldn't say it...I couldn't just say it. So now I can say
"It was cold... nothing else"
The prince shut his mouth as if he gave up. Fernand was staring at the sight of the prince.
"At least, the day your mother died wasn't a warm day like today's early summer."
When Fernand stood up, he picked up the prince and headed for the window. I opened the gauze curtain and exposed myself and the prince to the dazzling morning light.
Fernand's golden hair shined beautifully in the light. Despite the meek appearance, the sky blue eyes possessed a strong will that would not give in to anyone.
"Today is so bright and warm. It's not the day your mother died. Today is the day you celebrate your birth. So it's not an unhappy day, right?"
"..."
"You should learn more to act spoiled, and spit out any unpleasant memories. It will surely make you feel better."
Fernand's words were added, irresistible to Milly who was waiting in the back.
"Yeah, my brother is still a poor boy with his parents. Please make the prince even more sweet to Fernand and us."
Suddenly, the prince shook his body. The rattling and the roots of the teeth do not match, and then the breathing gradually becomes shallower.
"...breath. Milly, bring a bag!"
At the order of Fernand, Milly immediately run out of the room.
"Excuse me, Prince"
Fernand occluded the trembling lips of the prince with his own, blowing a deep, long breath. For a moment, he admitted that the prince's expression was soft, and he repeated the same process several times.
When Milly returned with a paper bag, Fernand immediately covered the prince's mouth with it. After a while, the prince's breathing began to calm down, so fernand took him to his bedroom.
"......"
"See, don't talk...good boy."
Fernand whispered to a small child, gently combing the little black hair of the prince with his fingertips.
The prince trembled with a paper bag in his mouth. His eyes stared far away and looked like a lost child.
(to be continued)