I Will Disappear, Grand Duke

 Julia met Kalosa twice a week to get her health checked and then take medicine.

 Every time she took the medicine he gave, Julia felt her body lighten up.

There seemed to be a cool sensation spreading in her head somewhere.

"Did you have any other abnormal symptoms? Whether you have confusion in your memory or have an unknown dream."

As usual, Kalosa, who confirmed that she took the medicine, suddenly asked.

 Julia put her water cup down and pondered for a moment, then shook her head.

 "No. There's no such symptoms. On the contrary, I sleep well, so I rarely dream these days.”

 “Hmm…really?"

 With a light nod of his head, Kalosa revealed a somewhat subtle expression.

 It's just been two weeks since she took holy water regularly.

There still seemed to be no improvement, so he thought it would be better to wait a little longer and see.

Soon, Kalosa, who returned to his original bland expression, continued.

 "I'm glad you sleepwell. What are you doing these days?”

 Even after the treatment was over, Kalosa did not return immediately and chatted briefly.

 He was far from a friendly person, but as he often met young patients while living in Carnosia, he developed a habit of talking to them.

 In Kalosa’s eyes, Julia also looked just like a child, so he was trying to treat her with kindness.

 Julia was also very familiar with Kalosa by now.

 “I am not doing anything special these days. He said it would be best not to overdo it until the treatment is over.”

 When she finished her words, she wiggled her hands slightly.  In fact, it was Fernan who told her not to overdo it.

 He said she didn’t have to worry about internal or external affairs, and just focus on recovering her body.

 The look on her face, Julia, was faintly recalled.

 “…  So these days, I just spend a lot of time in the castle.”

 The corners of her lips curled slightly. Julia seemed to be dreaming every day these days.

 She slept and woke up and her world had changed, because her husband, who was indifferent to her, was taking care of her as if he had suddenly become a different person.

 The Fernan she knew was by no means a sympathetic husband.

 In the first place, he was often absent from the castle, so it was often difficult to even see his face.

 Even when he had dinner with her, Fernan didn't say a word to her.  In a word, he was a husband who had no interest in his wife.

 But today he was different.  He never left the castle, and he often talked to her first, whether it was at mealtime or teatime.

 Kalosa chuckled as Julia tried to suppress her rising smile.

Okay, I should get going. You have a good time with your husband.”

Julia looked at Kalosa with her eyes wide open. Even though she didn't talk about her husband at all, he seemed to know what she was thinking about.

Perhaps she had something on her face, Julia thought with a puzzled face.

  “Priest, then, please return carefully.”

 Kalosa nodded lightly and walked across the bedroom. Then the maid opened the door.

 Only after seeing Kalosa out into the hallway did Julia turn her body.

 At that moment, a familiar low voice was heard.

 “Is her treatment over?”

 Julia, who stopped while going to her window, turned her head and looked at the door.

 Fernan stood between the gap in the open door. When she saw him, Julia’s face turned bright red instantly.

 “There is no major improvement, but she’s in very good shape.”

Fernan was seen asking Kalosa about the treatment.

 Julia slowly approached the door and waited for their conversation to end.

 “No, she’s already taken enough of the medicine, so she won't have to take it for a while.  From now on, I will only check if there are any changes in her body.”

 After finishing his words, Kalosa disappeared through the hallway.

 At that moment, Fernan turned and looked at Julia, who was standing right in front of him.

 "Your Highness."

 With her calm face, she looked up at him with her lips raised slightly.

 Fernan's gaze facing her was calm and soft.

 Still, his eyes were just unfamiliar to Julia.

 “It’s a nice day. Shall we go out for a walk?”

 He recommended it with a voice that was as unfamiliar as his eyes.

 Julia nodded without even a brief thought.

 "Then I'll just put on my coat and go out."

 With her blushing face, she hurried into her dressing room.

 Fernan, who was looking at her back, slowly looked around the bedroom.

 This bedroom hasn't changed a bit since the day Julia disappeared.

 He even gave orders to prevent anyone from entering without permission, and even he himself would not set foot inside.

 So, looking at Julia standing in this bedroom, it seemed as if everything had really gone back to two years ago.

 It felt like everything in the past was a dream.

 click.  At that moment, Julia, who opened the door and came out of the dressing room, approached him.

 The two eyes that looked up at him as if they were eager to go out with a shawl as white as her skin shone young and innocent.

 Every time Fernan saw her like that, he had to swallow his contradictory emotions that filled him.

She was lovely, unable to hide her joy when he said let's go for a walk.

 At the same time, he regretted it. If he had done this earlier, everything wouldn’t have gone wrong.

 While they were walking through the lobby together while hiding their  distant feelings, Julia suddenly spoke.

 "Your Highness."

Fernan looked at her calmly as if he was waiting. Julia's lips mumbled small.

 “Aren’t you busy?  I was wondering if you could stay in the castle like this…”

 Julia enjoyed spending time with him. Still, she was worried when this time would end.

 Fernan was still a ‘busy husband' in her mind, so it was because she thought that such a leisurely day would never last long.

 "I'm not busy.  Even if I'm busy, I'll stay at the castle."

 A slow reply came from Fernan belatedly.

 It was reassuring, as if he had understood her concerns.

 His words were quite unexpected to Julia, so she could not hide her surprised face.

 And she couldn't hide the smile that was drawn on her lips following her surprise.

 “…  So, will you continue to spend time with me like this?”

 Julia looked up at him and asked quietly.

 “Yeah, of course.”

 After Fernan's short answer without hesitation, he captured her face in his eyes for a moment.

 Over it, the resigned face he had seen last time began to overlap.

 The Julia of that day and the Julia of today were completely different from the temperature in his eyes.  At first glance, she seemed like a different person.

 ‘If all of Julia's memories come back, will she resent me again?’

‘Will she think that I have deceived and played with her emotions because she can't remember anything?’

 Even so, Fernan wanted to bury everything that happened in the past.

 He wanted to erase her long, twisted and tangled past, even if only until Julia found her memory.

If he went back to the beginning, he would never treat her coldly again, and that was what he had been thinking about countless times when she left.

And he didn't even know that this was the time.

 A chance to make things right, even if the end was set.

 Before long, the servant opened the large door, and as soon as Julia took one step outside, the chill of autumn hit her.

 Fernan lightly held Julia's hand, who was still looking up at the sky.

Julia flinched and slowly raised her head. Her round blue eyes fluttered brightly.

 “I will not make you feel lonely anymore.”

 Fernan slowly wrapped his hand around hers and whispered small.

 Then, as if surprised, the eyes that looked at him soon began to gently curve with joy.

 Soon Julia slowly grabbed his hand as well.

 Fernan felt his chest throb at the soft touch that wrapped around his hand.