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In the original work “Three Heroes Visit the Saint’s Bedroom,” the meeting between Jella and Cail barely appeared.
Their entire narrative was summed up in one sentence: ‘Cail Aleret was a slave-turned-concubine bought by the tyrant Emperor Jella Shunaibel from the slave market.’
However, unlike that, the first meeting between Cail and Yuria was described in great detail.
That’s because the meeting of these two people was the beginning of this story.
A grand hunting festival was held to celebrate Jella Shunaibel’s eighteenth birthday.
Cail, a slave-turned-concubine, had never even ridden a horse let alone hunted, but had to attend for Jella’s joy.
That day, Jella was too busy talking with her husband, Duke Alpenhayer, to pay attention to Cail, and Cail falls off his horse in the bad weather, losing both his companions and his way.
Only when it’s time to end the hunting festival does Jella realize that her beloved concubine Cail Aleret has disappeared.
Jella doesn’t return to the imperial palace and waits for him irritably.
Even though the hunting festival had ended, other nobles couldn’t leave as the Emperor hadn’t left her seat.
So everyone was waiting for Cail’s return while watching the Emperor’s mood.
Finally, Cail appeared. With an unfamiliar woman.
That was the female protagonist, Yuria.
Cail, who had been left alone in the forest, happened to find Yuria in a dangerous situation and helped her.
In the process, he gets hurt in her place, but barely manages to bring her out of the forest.
However, having fallen from his horse and injured in Yuria’s place, Cail collapses in front of the gathered crowd due to his poor condition.
And at that moment, Yuria manifests her holy power, emitting a golden light that stops the falling rain and heals Cail’s wounds.
Not just the wounds from the hunting ground that day, but even very old scars left on Cail’s body, in an instant.
Those who witnessed this began to call Yuria a saint.
That was the beginning of the original work.
However, the story I remember from my previous life was a bit different.
That’s probably because I had twisted the original work bit by bit.
In my previous life, unable to bear Cail being a slave or a concubine, I made him my knight.
Then, when I turned eighteen, I held a grand hunting festival to keep the flow as similar to the original work as possible.
Unlike the original, Cail, who had become a proper knight, wouldn’t fall off his horse or lose sight of me.
So I deliberately separated him from me.
“You don’t need to guard me today. Duke Alpenhayer will be by my side.”
“But, Your Majesty.”
“Oh, Cail. I knew you lacked tact, but do you really intend to watch me have a private moment with my fiancé?”
“……”
Fortunately, Cail didn’t argue with me further.
And soon after, just like in the original work, it started to rain.
When we arrived at the tent to avoid the rain, I heard people talking about Cail’s disappearance.
‘Finally.’
My heart beat strangely. Yuria’s appearance marked the beginning of the original work.
After a while, Cail brought Yuria, just like in the original work.
The difference from the original was that he was completely fine without a single injury.
And Yuria was limping three steps behind, following Cail.
It wasn’t a pleasant sight to see Cail walking ahead, ignoring the injured woman.
‘He could at least support her. Such bad manners.’
Even if he had just slowed down a bit, it would have been better, but Yuria seemed to be struggling to keep up with his fast pace on her limping legs.
Anyway, people all looked at her due to the appearance of the unfamiliar woman.
Niel, standing next to me, couldn’t take his eyes off her either.
At least for that moment, it was Yuria who appeared with Cail who was the protagonist, not me celebrating my eighteenth birthday.
How subtle. I’ve been living in this world for over a decade already.
Yet the real beginning of this world starts from this very moment when Yuria appears.
“Cail Aleret.”
I approached Cail and Yuria.
Only after confirming up close that Cail was uninjured could I feel relieved.
‘The flow of the original work is good, but what if Cail gets severely hurt like in the original.’
Although in the original work, Yuria heals Cail with her holy power after he’s injured, that doesn’t mean the moment of his pain would disappear.
I turned my head slightly to look at Yuria.
Our eyes met, her purple irises and mine.
“Who is this woman?”
I asked Cail in an indifferent tone.
“Ah……”
Suddenly, Yuria tightly grasped Cail’s clothes and fell towards his embrace.
However, Cail was quicker in slightly moving his body away.
Thud!
As a result, Yuria’s body painfully fell face-first onto the floor.
‘Oh!’
I looked at Cail in surprise.
But Cail, receiving my gaze, blinked innocently, then said “Ah” as he smoothed out his crumpled clothes.
Then he looked satisfied at his clothes, now neat without a single wrinkle.
‘You, you, you manner-less, ill-mannered, socially inept fool!’
Even seeing my expression filled with shock, Cail just blinked his eyes, not knowing what the problem was.
“Ugh……”
A painful groan escaped Yuria’s lips.
“Oh my, are you alright?”
I bent down towards Yuria to examine her injuries.
Cail, instead of helping, just stood by and stared intently at Yuria and me.
‘Why is he staring like that? Someone got hurt because of him.’
I glared at him, annoyed by his behavior, but when our eyes met, he slightly curved his eyes in a smile, seemingly unaware of his wrongdoing.
‘Right, just stand there and learn how to treat someone who’s hurt.’
Hoping he would observe and learn, I very carefully examined Yuria’s injuries.
There was some minor disturbance, but somehow Yuria successfully manifested her holy power on the spot.
Unlike the original work, she healed her own wounds and stopped the rain.
People marveled at the appearance of a saint, and I ordered for Yuria to be escorted to a guest room in the imperial palace.
On the way back to my bedroom after all these events.
Perhaps due to being tense all day worrying about the predicted appearance of the original female lead, or because of the forcibly continued event in bad weather.
I felt particularly fatigued.
Wanting to lie down my tired body as soon as possible, I stepped into the bedroom and carelessly ordered without looking back.
“You can go back now too… Cail?”
Cail, who had been following me until then, lightly bumped his forehead on my shoulder.
“What’s wrong?”
I turned around in surprise, and he mumbled without lifting his feverish face from my shoulder.
“Rain……”
“What?”
“I got caught in a lot of rain.”
He slowly raised his head, stepped back from me, and answered.
“……I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”
He bowed his head deeply and replied in a cracked voice.
“Sorry for what, talking while you’re sick? Come over here quickly!”
It was the first time Cail showed signs of illness in front of me.
Even when I first brought him from the slave market, despite his miserable appearance, he never once showed signs of being ill.
Seeing him in pain now, he must be seriously ill.
I hurriedly brought him into the room and sat him on my bed.
“Call a doctor immediately…!”
I shouted towards the maid, but Cail immediately grabbed me.
“Your Majesty…… the doctor……”
He bit his lower lip hard before releasing it and barely managed to answer.
“……I don’t want to be seen.”
“Sigh, alright, I understand.”
After ordering the maids to bring a basin of warm water and clean towels, I removed his wet clothes and examined his body.
There were no visible injuries on the outside, but seeing him like this when he had never once complained of hardship before, he must be in considerable internal pain.
‘I thought he wouldn’t get hurt since things were different from the original work……’
Is this a warning that no matter how things twist, we can’t escape the flow of the original work?
I felt upset and bitter.
The old scars clearly remaining on his body caught my eye.
His reluctance to call a doctor must be because he doesn’t want these scars to be seen.
In the original work, Yuria would have removed all wounds and scars at this point, but as the original work twisted, the scars that should have disappeared remained intact on his body.
Somehow, I felt sorry, as if it was my fault that the painful traces on his body couldn’t be erased.
‘But when he gets close to Yuria, she’ll remove these later with her holy power, right?’
Clinging to that hope, I wiped his body, which was in a mess from the rain, with a warm, damp cloth.
In the quiet room, only the moist sound of water, the sound of cloth brushing against skin, and occasional low groans could be heard.
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midori
thanks! hunh, so clearly cail had not felt anything for yuria from the get-go. so yuria had made a misunderstanding that jella thought things were going as per the story…