Chaotic Nights — Chapter 132. Foolishly

Translator: Atlas

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Eunha was in a corner in protest. They brought her paper, ink and ink brushes.

The warrior behind Jang avoided eye contact.

“The things you asked for were in your room. If there’s anything else you require, feel free to inform me. Would you like me to fetch you some snacks?”

There seemed to be a thorn in her words. Eunha asked,

“Why are you locking me up? I didn’t say I plan to escape.”

“It’s impossible for us to discern your intentions. Jihak must have a valid reason.”

“Lady!”

Despite her pleas, Jang coldly left.

Eunha knocked again on the closed door. But there was no answer, she only heard their footsteps walking away. She felt empty. Eunha slowly looked around the room with a helpless expression on her face.

It was the room where she slept with Jihak. It was a place where various emotions occurred, everything had his scent. But there was not only happiness here.

Eunha knocked hard on the door. Although she knew it wouldn’t open, she didn’t stop.

—Even if I get married, you will still be with me during the nights.

She would spr#ad her l#gs when she accompanied him at night.

—You have proved your worth. There is nothing more useful to me than this.

He wanted a woman who would fall easily into his arms.

That was Jihak’s affection.

When she experienced a sharp pain in her chest, she rested her head against the wall. She heard footsteps approaching. The person stopped at the door.

“It might be too late.”

It was Kim’s voice.

Eunha leaned her back against the door.

“I don’t understand why he locked me up.”

“He fears losing you.”

“But I don’t plan to escape. I haven’t even kept my promise…”

“Would you still do it, even if Yongi were at risk?”

Her face turned pale. Eunha, who suddenly stood up, turned the doorknob.

“What do you mean! My sister’s life is in danger!”

“You know what happened with the Prince’s deer…”

“Please clarify the current situation.”

“You will never meet the woman called Yongi again. That is my Lord’s will, that is the price you paid for ignoring my advice.”

Eunha closed her eyes. She felt like she was going to vomit. The world she had held so far was falling off a cliff.

“What do you want to do? Will you take one last chance?

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“The Prince is so brazen, I suppose you know no shame.”

A mischievous smile appeared on his uncle’s face, who exhaled the opium smoke.

Jihak picked up his glass.

“You’ve changed a lot. Weren’t you once referred to as the King’s dog?

Their auras collided. Jihak attentively watched his uncle’s expression.

His uncle was like his father. When he was learning to walk he would hold his uncle’s hand.

His uncle taught him about politics, learned morality and even how to wield a sword. Seogyeong had showered him with affection until one day he began to ignore him.

It was just after his mother committed suicide in front of him. Did he begin receiving multiple death threats during that period?

“Even dogs bite their owners.”

Seogyeong took a drink first. Seogyeong had the first sip of his drink, and his eyes widened as he swallowed the potent liquid. Seogyeong continued to talk while looking at Jihak’s glass, which he hadn’t even taken a sip from.

“I guess you’re curious. You think I want to take your life.”

“It’s normal for me to suspect you. You were the one who ordered it.”

“Hahaha you’re right…”

Seogyeong stroked his chin calmly, lost in thought.

“If Heein hadn’t done anything stupid 10 years ago, a coup would have easily happened. My crazy brother would have cut off my nephew’s head.”

Jihak laughed because he did not try to hide his true feelings. The person who had taught him his first steps had a dagger in his hand to take his life.

“There’s still time, don’t you have my neck near you?”

“Don’t misunderstand me. There was no need to do it now. The doctor said you’re going blind. I’m not interested in broken things. You’re not on my mind anymore.”

Jihak laughed. Then he quietly drank the alcohol. He filled another glass with alcohol and consumed it entirely.

“Is the Defense Minister’s action entirely arbitrary?”

His face became expressionless as he set down his glass. Then he stroked his sheath.

“You scared my woman when you kidnapped her.”

As he was about to draw his sword, he threw cold alcohol in his face. The liquid dripped down his chin. Jihak stared at Seogyeong, who looked irritated.

“Do not tarnish the royal family’s reputation any further. Even if you harbor deep affection for her, you cannot regard a common woman as your own. You are acting foolishly.”