Chapter 223

"Oh, isn't this the most eye-catching prince in this coronation ceremony?"

Then...

He heard the voice of his "father" from the side.

Chapter 253 The Devil Princess Dedicates Your Dream (5) (3k)

Carver.

He was still wearing the white suit he remembered, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and was particularly conspicuous among the people in black suits.

Will was not surprised that he appeared here. After all, it was so natural for a "good father" to appear at the important occasion of his child's "engagement".

But...

[No, no, no. ]

[This guy, this guy's appearance must be bad. ]

For some reason, when Will saw Carver, he took a few steps back reflexively as if he was annoyed, wanting to keep a distance from the "father" in front of him.

But...

His brain kept giving him orders, making him smile and call him as if he were a "kind and kind" elder -

"Father?"

[Not this name... How could he let himself call him this name? 】

【But the Carver in my memory is indeed like this...】

【What went wrong...】

Carver was particularly surprised when he saw this scene, and even the wine glass in his hand trembled.

He showed a little disgust and murmured in a low voice:

"Hmm? What is this? A surprise from His Majesty? Or... a gift? Or does she just think that a person like her in the past is easier to control?"

Carver sighed and changed to a playful tone, as if he liked the current development very much:

"Forget it."

"What's wrong?"

Will looked at the smile on Carver's face, and his fingers began to tremble.

At the same time, the "strange feeling" in his body that had started from waking up in the morning reached its peak for the first time.

Because of the next sentence Carver said:

"Hmm. It seems that you have completely forgotten my advice... You are too much of a fool, right?"

【You are too much of a fool? 】

"Well... let me think about it, collecting corpses for others in the royal family... is not an easy thing..."

【Collecting corpses? 】

Will opened his mouth, but did not seem to refute his words.

The coronation and engagement ceremony scene filled with white decorations and white flowers in front of him was gradually spreading black from the edge to the middle in his eyes...

The father who "loved him" in a white suit was also slowly becoming more and more hideous...

He felt a little dizzy, and blurry double images slowly appeared in his vision...

It even made him unable to tell for a moment whether he was "going to sleep in a dream" or "waking up from a dream".

He stretched out his trembling hands and fumbled for something nearby to hold on to.

[Could it be...]

But...

This process did not continue.

A pair of hands, very reassuring hands, grasped Will's shoulders and held him up when he was about to fall.

It was so cold, but Will could feel the strength coming from his fingertips, which stopped him from shaking.

A cold and domineering voice came from behind him——

"Mr. Carver, with all due respect, you need to understand how to keep your distance."

Trya's tone was very sharp, and she blocked Carver's unfinished words in his mouth.

Then, she stepped forward and stood in front of Carver and Will.

"Trea..."

Very strong, worthy of reliance.

This was a new "experience" for Will.

For the first time, someone stood in front of a difficult matter that he could not handle, and took it all.

"As a father, no matter how much you 'spoil' him, you should stay away from children who already have a family."

"You should slowly accept that he will be happier with me... than under your control..."

"This is it."

After saying this, Treya turned and looked at Will.

Her usually very calm light blue eyes were filled with extreme anxiety and worry.

She sighed and seemed to whisper -

"I forgot that there is an unstable factor like Carver. It seems that it needs to be 'reinforced'."

"I... I seem to be a little... a little sleepy today, Treya, you just said..."

Before Will finished speaking, Treya came close to him, just like Treya "suddenly" came close to him in the morning and at noon.

He looked at Treya's expression and her light blue eyes.

In Will's eyes, Treya, wearing a black dress, appeared in his vision, but his vision became brighter, and he returned to the warm world he was familiar with.

"Yes, you need to rest."

She said softly, and every word was as soft as hypnosis.

"... Is that so? I feel like I just woke up a little..."

Treya was so domineering that she didn't wait for his reply. She pulled Will away from Carver and the entire banquet.

Looking at the backs of the two people, Carver raised his glass again.

"Oh, indeed, I forgot, in a sense..."

"It was me who told her Will's location and let her get more information. Um..."

"Does it count as me selling him out?"

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Will looked at Treya who was walking forward. She was wearing black high heels, but he couldn't keep up with her pace.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground kept echoing in his ears.

She walked briskly, and her long silver hair was blown slightly as she walked.

She held Will's hand and walked through the crowd, not caring about the voice behind her shouting for her to stop.

"Wait a minute, where are you going?"

"You are not used to this place. I think you should find a comfortable place to rest."

"I... I think I'm fine..."

"No."

Her answer was very simple and direct, but unexpectedly difficult to understand.

Will suddenly felt that this kind of Treya had a sense of familiarity, but he immediately understood why Treya did this.

She was very worried.

From her expression, movements and tone, he could feel her emotions.

She might be the only one who found that she was not in good condition and needed to rest.

That’s why she pulled me away from the venue so forcefully.

She…

She was probably just worried that I wasn’t used to such an occasion and wasn’t in good shape, right?

Well…

This was the “tacit understanding” between the two of them—after knowing each other for so many years, Will could understand her thoughts and what she wanted to do just by observing her eyes and words.

She really wanted to give herself a break.

Will nodded and followed her steps again.

…

Finally, they stopped in Treya’s room.

Treya’s room was full of dolls, and the bed was full of them.

Treya didn’t care about the dolls, and reached out to clear them all away.

“Traya, why… why did you suddenly bring me here?”

“It’s closer here.”

She closed the curtains, and the afternoon sun was blocked outside the window by the crimson curtains.

She turned around, and before the slow Will could react, she reached out and gently pushed Will’s shoulder, letting him lie flat on the bed.

Then…

Treya’s left hand was placed in front of her eyes.

However, in her "left eye", she saw a scene she had not expected.

"Huh——"

Will was very obedient, and he lay down like a big character.

Then, he closed his eyes with satisfaction.

"..."

——He is no longer the same as before. Now, he listens to himself.

Treya looked at him like this, her hand stopped in the air, and she did not make the next move.

"Will, don't you ask... me... I brought you here so forcefully, what do you want to do?"

Her attitude suddenly softened, and it seemed that the surprise of Will's "obedient" action was greater than her original worry.

"You should be able to see that I am a little tired and sleepy, so you brought me here to rest-although I don't know what happened today, it seems that I am more fragile than usual."

——He is no longer the same as before. Now, he thinks that he is the one who needs to be protected.

"I..." Treya seemed to suddenly not know what to say, and swallowed the word again, "Do you really think so?"

"Well, what's wrong? Is my idea wrong? After all, it's Treya, you will definitely not lie to me, right?"

--He is no longer the same as before, now, he trusts himself unconditionally.

She stood in front of Will and slowly put her hand down.

"Will, so far, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Confirm it."

"Maybe it is..."

When Treya didn't realize it, Will raised his hand, and when Treya didn't realize that he was slowly lowering his hand, he grabbed her left hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her gently.