I Became the Wife of the Monstrous Crown Prince - Side Story 8

Side Story 8 – Blake has become smaller (8)

TL: Zimming

The knights at the place was surprised when Blake and Tenstheon came together as they hurriedly greeted them.

Blake’s face, who was being held by Tenstheon was red,

Blake was often in someone else’s arms after turning into a child, but he seemed uncomfortable being in Tenstheon’s arms.

Blake ran to the knights as soon as Tenstheon put him down.

Tenstheon looked at his son without saying a word. The knights looked at the emperor’s disappointed expression.

“Don’t mind me, do as you normally do.”

Tenstheon sat on a chair on the other side of the room.

It was the emperor watching them, it’s the great Tenstheon that was recognized throughout the country.

They couldn’t help but pay attention even if he said to not mind him.

“Lwet’s go.” (Let’s go.)

Everyone glanced at Tenstheon’s, and Blake pulled Edon’s sleeve.

Blake wanted to be as far away from his father as possible.

The knights opened their eyes to the little master’s small whisper.

“Your Highness, where shall we go?”

The knights were captivated by Blake’s cuteness rather than their fear of the emperor.

In addition, the knight’s were to serve the crown prince. It was their job to put Blake as the priority, not Tenstheon.

The knights surround Blake with twinkling eyes.

Then, Tenstheon said,

“It’s dangerous. Don’t go anywhere. Stay here.”

“Oh, yes, Your Majesty.”

Of course, even then, the emperor’s order could not be ignored. The knights lowered their heads at Tenstheon’s words.

Blake was sullen when he missed the chance to run away. Then the knight Alex sneaked in and gave him a present.

“Your Highness, take this.”

“Wow!”

Blake’s eyes grew bigger when he saw the gift. It was a small wooden sword.

Blake wanted to do sword training. But the sword was too big and heavy for him.

So he was sullen. Alex made a small, light wooden sword just right for Blake’s body.

“Awlex! Thank you!” (Alex! Thank you!)

“Don’t mention it.”

“Hehehe.”

Blake grinned as he drew a sword in the air. It was a genuine smile that he did not show easily.

Alex smiled proudly. But other knights were seething with jealousy.

‘He’s the only one praised by the crown prince!’

‘I was going to give him a present first, but he beat me’

Alex flinched at the sight of the jealous knights. Blake swung the sword without caring about other people’s reactions.

How long has it been since he held a sword?

Blake worked even harder on swordsmanship after Ancia disappeared in the valley of chaos.

He had never taken the sword off his hand since that day. However, after his body became smaller, he could not hold a sword at all.

It was awkward to hold the sword after a long time. In addition, his small body, which was hard to control, did not move at his will.

Blake held the sword together with his small hand, and the sword slipped out of his hand.

“Huh?”

Blake looked up in surprise.

Then, Tenstheon was seen holding his own wooden sword.

“Youw Majesty…” (Your Majesty…)

Did he tried to teach him swordsmanship like he did when Blake was a kid?

Although it was a short period of time, the memory of learning the sword from Tenstheon remained as a good memory for Blake.

Blake looked at Tenstheon with anticipation. However, Tenstheon’s words were completely different from Blake’s expectations.

“It’s dangerous.”

Tenstheon took the sword.

Right now, Blake’s body was too small and thin. It was dangerous to swing a sword.

“I’ll take this. Edon.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Just play ball with the prince.”

“Yes.”

Tenstheon had him bring the ball he had prepared.

Before Blake was cursed, he loved playing ball.

Tenstheon smiled remembering those days. But as soon as he sat down again, he heard Blake’s voice.

“No! I dwon’t like this! I’m not a baby!” (No, I don’t like this! I’m not a baby!)

Blake sulked and threw the ball out of the chimney.

“Your Highness!”

The knights followed him in surprise. However, the person who was more surprised than anyone else was Tenstheon.

***

“Sigh…”

“Is there anything you’re worried about, Your Highness?”

I sighed as Chelsea asked me.

“I wonder how my Blake is.”

I purposely went out so that Blake and Tenstheon had time to be together, but I was worried about him.

“The knights are guarding him. His Majesty is also there. There would be no problem.”

“I guess so…”

If he’s with Tenstheon, he’ll naturally take care of Blake, and they might get a little closer.

“Of course. So take a good rest today. You’ve had a hard time taking care of His Highness.”

“It’s not hard! I like it so much!”

Just looking at my cute and nice Blake heals me.

“Do you like His Highness that much?”

“Yes! I already miss him…”

I was just away for a while, but I missed him already.

It won’t be long before he gets back to normal. Of course, I like him whatever his form is, but I wanted to cherish every moment with the small Blake now.

Chelsea looked at me and said firmly,

“You can’t. It’s not even long ago but now you’re already looking for your husband! Forget everything and take a good rest at the hotel today!”

I was now in a hotel run by a Chelsea family. I was planning to stay here for a night today.

When I saw the peach tart dessert, I thought of Blake again.

“My Blake hates peaches…”

“Does it remind you of Blake?”

“Yes.”

My Blake would have hated it if he saw it.

He would have looked so cute.

“I miss him.”

Chelsea shook her head as I sighed again.

“Your Highness, you’re getting married soon.”

“We’re already married but…”

“You’re reporting it to the church this time. If that happens, it’s over. You can’t get out anymore.”

Chelsea spoke with a very serious face. But it was a useless worry.

“I have no intention of escaping.”

“……”

Chelsea seemed to be speechless for a moment, but soon continued with a grim look on her face.

“If you have a formal wedding this time, the Crown Prince will never let you go. He’ll be chasing you from morning till you sleep!”

“That can’t be true.”

What does Chelsea think of Blake?

Chelsea was too absorbed to hear my answer.

“Of course it’s true! You can’t be alone like this from now on. His Highness has gotten smaller today, so he couldn’t chase you. This could be your last night alone. You should enjoy it!”

“I, is that so?”

I didn’t imagine it because I didn’t intend to leave in the first place, but when she said I would be alone for just one day today, I think I should enjoy it.

“Yes! You won’t have a chance unless it’s today! Forget the Crown Prince today, put down your responsibility and enjoy!”

“Alright.”

I nodded at Chelsea’s words.

Right, Blake must be getting along with his father. I’ll forget everything and rest today.

I put the sweet peach tart in my mouth, looking at the beautiful view outside the window.

It would have been nice to come here with Blake, but I decided to keep it a secret from Chelsea.

***

Blake was pouting.

After leaving the field, he wanted to go back to his room. However, Tenstheon took Blake to his study, saying it was dangerous to be alone.

The emperor’s study in the villa was busy with people scrambling around working.

Tenstheon was sitting on the sofa opposite Blake and checking the documents.

It wasn’t urgent, actually.

Ancia came to Tenstheon before she left and made a new request. She wants him to stay with Blake no matter what.

So he stayed up all night and finished the work he needed. However, in the awkward silence, he naturally went towards the documents.

“I’wll go” (I’ll go)

“Hmm? What did you say?”

Tenstheon didn’t understand what he was saying and asked again. Then Blake went to the table instead of answering again. He picked up a pen and wrote on a piece of paper.

[I want to go out.]

His handwriting was a mess but Tenstheon could read it.

After looking at the crooked handwriting for a long time, Tenstheon spoke firmly.

“No.”

“Why!”

Blake protested strongly.

“It’s dangerous.”

Tenstheon could not leave Blake to anyone else. Not even the knights.

They gave the little boy a sword, and no one stopped him.

When Tenstheon spoke firmly, Blake shouted out what he had wanted to say for hours.

“I’m bowed!” (I’m bored!)

If it was the usual Blake, he wouldn’t have said that to Tenstheon. He could sit still for days and days instead of hours.

But Blake was influenced by his younger body.

When Blake stood up with his short legs, Tenstheon was briefly surprised.

‘Be careful…’

His son was bored.

But what should he do?

Tenstheon looked at the small Blake in front of him and thought of his favorite children’s book. Actually, he already brought it.

But he forgot it when Blake said he didn’t like the ball.

He couldn’t play with a sword and other dangerous things. Then what would be good?

Tenstheon thought and opened his mouth.

“Would you like to check the documents together?”