DUE TO MISHAP, I BECAME QUEEN - Chapter 86

How long had he waited for this day to arrive?

She was in the same space as he was.

They were breathing the same air.

The thought alone made his body heat up like that night. (Zuben: Careful not to stain your fancy trews)

But tonight, he could run to her, reach out and touch her. (Zuben: Reach out and touch somebody’s hand and make this world better, if you can)

Touch her, who he had been crazy in love with for the past year.

He wanted to touch her so badly at that moment.

He wanted to run his fingers through her lustrous dark hair, kiss the skin on her back, embrace her slender waist.

He wanted to trap her in his arms and take her. Even if she wanted to hide, she would still be his.

Yes, that was a good plan; let’s do that then.

Within him, the flame of desire was lit.

With that, Ernest, like a bee sucked into honey, rose to his feet. (Zuben: Say what now?!) This was because of logic pushing against instinct.

‘Hm? Ernest? Brother? Brother, where are you going?’

Behind him, his younger sister Rosemary called after him in astonishment. Though he heard her, he did not stop. He wanted to see her. He wanted to see her enter this glittering space. With that in mind, instinct defeated reason.

She was the only one who could satiate the hunger within him. (Zuben: Oh is it now a vampire love story and he feeds through his dick?)

The year had been a long one.

And he had been starving.

Instead of being able to speak to her, he had never come across her again. The only thing he had to see her face was her portrait, which he had asked his friend to the commission. He brought it out every night. (Zuben: Is there discharge all over the portrait?)

As a result, Ernest was afflicted with a ravenous hunger which made him move forward seeking her.

‘Help, Sirius. Ernest suddenly became strange.’ Rosemary had been surprised by her brother’s unusual behavior; she felt she had to somehow manage him, so she went to call Sirius.

At that moment, Ernest was standing still. Hearing his friend’s voice trying to calm down his little sister, Ernest felt waiting was the prudent choice. He knew Sirius was his friend.

Yet, over his familial relationships was the hunger for her.

This woman had a high and pretty voice. The last woman had pretty wavy hair.

Maybe his friend also had a hunger that he was trying to replace with substitutes. But he had not noticed yet. When Sirius noticed that love, his reaction would be instant. His friend, who was sometimes cold-hearted and ruthless, did not have fear like him. He would not have to weave a web like a spider waiting for an opportunity to strike. He would be sure to capture his target so that they would not have time to run away.

Even if they did not love him.

And that nasty man has been blinded by Rosemary. Fortunately, Rosemary was in love with him.

Ernest walked on, leaving the voices of his friend and his sister behind.

With each step, he was closer to seeing her, his heartbeat faster in his chest. He seemed to forget breathing in anticipation of his hunger being satisfied in a little while.

But he had a beast-like instinct to run to her.

Since his birth, he had never gone on only his instinct like this. However, at this moment, he was happy, so it could not be helped. It was as though he had imbibed a mythical love potion, like the one his elder sister had read of in her novel and wanted, and the potion was making him follow his instinct over his reason.

The ‘love potion’.

Yes. That was why he felt he had forgotten something important. His instinct had eroded his rationality.

But he clawed back his logic. (Zuben: Hallelu!)

Oh dear, what had he been trying to do? He could have done something stupid. At the thought, his face paled. Because of tonight, Ernest had put in so much effort. Even though he had endured his hunger and deep love for her, just to catch sight of her, he had nearly ruined all his plans.

For this night, Ernest had put in a lot of effort. He had endured his hunger for her (Zuben: why is it that these writers can repeat one word in one chapter for so many times!!!!!), his all-consuming love, but the moment he caught sight of her, he instinctually wanted to be near her. It would have become dangerous.

To be honest, if this was his private rooms, he would have rushed headlong to her. But this was a ball, he had to think of his image as King. He had to think of the future; he had ambitions, and there were a lot of nobles here looking at him for opportunities to take advantage of.

That was as usual.