Male Lead, Don’t Push, Pull! - Chapter 60

There was a red mark visible beyond the wet white shirt that was soaked in the fountain.

Although Kyle had fallen into the fountain while wrapping his arms around me, he hadn’t hit anything hard.

So, what the red marks were telling me now was obvious.

“Titania, right?”

I groaned in disbelief.

Why were we still facing the same situation after eight years had passed!

Kyle was now a crown prince. He had risen to the very position as the crown prince that Titania had desired so much.

And yet, she still does this to him?

“So, it’s Titania, right? Cursed Titania! Why on earth are you doing this?”

“I said I was going into battle.”

“What? Where are you going?”

“Into battle.”

In an instant, I forgot what I was going to say and just stared at Kyle. A stillness hung between us.

The sound of water pouring from the fountain was the only thing filling the silence.

After a while, I could finally manage to speak.

“What did you just say?”

“I said I’m going into battle.”

“Battle? But there’s no country in the empire that’s currently in conflict.”

So what battle was he talking about?

I quickly rummaged through my memory.

If there was one event in the original that Kyle could call a battle, it was….

“No way, are you heading to the border region?”

It was the fight to subdue the growing monsters in the imperial borderlands, nothing else.

But in the original story, the monster subjugation happened two years later.

It couldn’t possibly be something Kyle had to participate in already.

I was about to ask Kyle about it again when…

“Vivian? I definitely heard a loud noise.”

Footsteps were approaching us, coming closer with a rhythmic sound.

I panicked and turned my head. The owner of the voice was Daniel.

And just then, Daniel burst out from behind a giant tree, accompanied by Sienna.

Daniel, surprised by the scene before him, rushed over.

“What’s going on here? Vivian, Kyle! Are you okay?”

I quickly stood up from my spot.

My dress was completely soaked from the continuous spray of the fountain, and while Kyle’s story about the subjugation worried me, at this moment, it was most important to hide Kyle’s wounds from view.

Daniel was our friend, but exposing the prince’s injuries to anyone wasn’t an option.

Using my wet dress, I covered Kyle’s back and shouted.

“It’s okay! More than that, Daniel, do you think you could ask a servant to bring us some towels? We’re too wet to go outside like this.”

“Towels? Alright, just wait a moment!”

Daniel, having heard my request, immediately turned and ran towards where the servants were. Since we had ventured quite deep into the garden, it would take him some time to return.

Sienna, who was left alone, nervously observed Kyle and me. I called out to her.

“Sienna!”

“Yes, yes!”

“I need you to help His Highness the Crown Prince.”

“Vivi, what are you…!”

Kyle looked back at me, his face pale.

Yes, I was planning to show Sienna Kyle’s wounds and ask her to heal them.

With her powers, she would be able to.

Kyle raised his hand toward Sienna.

“It’s okay, Saint. There’s nothing you need to do to help me.”

“No. No one can help you with this but Sienna.”

“Vivi, come on. This is something I can fix….”

“Is it something we have to keep a secret?”

Sienna quickly caught on and asked. I nodded.

Perhaps Sienna sensed that this was something I didn’t want to disclose openly, as Kyle looked at me with a slightly reproachful gaze, but I couldn’t back down on this matter.

“I swear by Lord Yuphiter. I promise not to reveal what I’ve seen here today to anyone.”

Sienna made a solemn oath. It was a vow that a saint like her couldn’t possibly break.

Seeing Sienna even swear by the gods, Kyle could no longer reject her approach.

Sienna approached Kyle and me cautiously. When she saw the wounds on Kyle’s back, her eyes widened in surprise.

“What on earth…!”

“Sienna, can you help?”

I asked Sienna with a desperate tone. Her eyelids blinked rapidly as she stared at the wounds.

She then slowly nodded, confirming her ability to help.

“Please, before anyone else arrives.”

Daniel wouldn’t just return with a towel. Since both Kyle and I were soaked from the fountain, the palace attendants would surely come to assist us.

However, Kyle’s injuries couldn’t be exposed to them.

While I wished Sienna could fully heal his wounds, at the very least, I needed to ensure that the bloodstains weren’t visible through his wet shirt.

Sienna untied the cloth that was fastened to a ring on her finger and covered her palm.

The mark of a saint appeared, evidence of her status as a saint and the symbol that had caused her to be ostracized in the past.

Sienna folded her hands over Kyle’s back and closed her eyes.

Whispering a prayer under her breath, a golden beam of light flowed from Sienna’s hand. Like a thread stitching together torn fabric, the golden light began to mend Kyle’s wounds.

“Ugh.”

Kyle let out a soft groan. Beads of sweat formed on his face.

Yet, Sienna’s power was undeniable. The injuries on his back began to gradually fade, as if the burned edges of parchment were vanishing.

“Unbelievable…”

I stood in awe as I watched the phenomenon unfold before my eyes.

Sienna seemed to be erasing any trace of the injuries as though she wanted to return Kyle’s back to its original state, free from any wounds.

It wasn’t about merely treating the wounds to heal fresh skin; it was as if she aimed to revert the scars to their original, untouched state.

Even I, an untrained eye, could see that it was more than just a healing process.

But isn’t this too extreme?

“Haah.”

As if to prove this point, a strained expression had appeared on Sienna’s face. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breath was uneven. However, it was equally clear that Kyle’s wounds were indeed fading away.

With a little more treatment, Kyle’s scars might completely disappear.

I hesitated for a moment, wondering whether I should stop Sienna.

“Oh my, Your Highness! What is happening here?”

Voices of palace attendants running from a distance reached us. Sienna quickly removed her hand, and Kyle got up.

I hurriedly looked over Kyle’s back. Astonishingly, the reddish marks that had been visible through his wet shirt were now significantly lighter, almost indiscernible.

A palace attendant quickly draped a large towel over Kyle.

“Are you alright, Your Highness?”

“I’m fine.”

“You could’ve been caught in an indecent state. You should change into dry clothes immediately.”

The attendant urged Kyle, somewhat flustered. Kyle, whose conversation with me had been abruptly interrupted, sent me a disappointed glance.

However, in the current situation, continuing the conversation wasn’t possible.

In the end, Kyle followed the palace attendants and left the area.

“Phew…”

It seems like we got through this without any issues.

I heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that I had successfully kept Kyle’s wounds from being noticed by others.

Sienna found out, but since Sienna was an exception…

I whispered in a low voice to Sienna, who was beside me, breathing heavily with her face flushed.

“Thank you, Sienna.”

“Oh, no problem at all!”

Sienna blushed and clapped her hands together. Then, she added in a hushed tone,

“I’m glad I could be of help to you, Vivian.”

“Miss, you should also go change your clothes.”

Just like Kyle, a palace maid approached me, who was soaked to the bone, and spoke.

I nodded and accepted the towel she handed me.

However, before leaving with the maid, I suddenly stopped in my tracks. Then, I turned back to Sienna and tightly held her hand.

With a slightly blushing face, I looked at Sienna and lowered my voice so that no one else could hear, sincerely whispering,

“I’ll come find you again soon. Thank you once again, Sienna.”

“Yes, yes! I’ll be waiting!”

“Miss, please come this way.”

Following the lead of the maid guiding me, I walked along.

Suddenly, Titania entered my field of vision with an anxious expression.

I wondered if she was afraid that Kyle had been hurt, or if she was afraid that her own created wounds might be exposed.

I was certain it was the latter.

Enough.

I clenched my fists.

How dare she touch Kyle again?

This time, I wouldn’t let her get away with it.