The Villain Who Fell In Love

"They're coming," Air handed a piece of white paper to Elliot, who didn't look pleased at all. Even he knew this was going to come any sooner. The timing was bad. They were still recovering from the damage done from the war, yet another one is to raise again. "It's alright even if we're still recovering. We're prepared for the war," Elliot said, lowering his hand onto the table.

War wasn't the only problem they had but also their fight against the council members. Elliot had asked a certain person to keep an eye on Count Fredrik and eventually got caught selling information to the people of the Redodel Empire. However, he isn't going to jail just yet.​​

The other council members are also part of Count Fredrik's plans, making it easier for Elliot to kick them out of the council and sentence them to death. Selling information about their own empire to another is a crime. Especially if they are the cause of the war happening.

"Tell Enoch to keep an eye on them. As for Tanya let her continue what she has been ordered to do so," Air nodded his head and was about to leave the office, not until she remembered what else he was going to say to him. "I almost forgot. The princess has recovered though her maid told her to stay indoors she went out and did her own thing," Elliot smiled a bit and nodded his head.

Her reckless actions somehow never fail to make him smile. Elliot massaged his temples as he leaned back on his chair, letting out a sigh, finally having a break from his work. If those old men in the council didn't make any problems for him, then he wouldn't be this stressed right now.

Elliot stood up from his chair and wore his coat on. Where was he headed, you ask? He is now on the mission to find the wandering Emelia, who is supposed to be in her room resting. But it won't take long for him to find her since he already knew where she was.

Out of his office window is the whole view of the garden. There is no chance he wouldn't see her at all, even from where he is standing right now. He could see her closing her eyes, enjoying the wind passes through her. Observing her from afar, he notices the white dress she wore made her look thinner than she is.

"How do I make her look meatier?" Elliot chuckled with his own question as he heads out to meet her.

It had been three days since Emelia has finally recovered. After fighting her fever for two days straight on the third day, it has finally cooled down. Being locked in the room for how many days made her body stiff, and that is why no matter how hard Vanessa tries to push her back into bed, she can't do anything.

"What are you doing here, princess?" Elliot asked, sitting across her under the pergola. He acted as if he didn't know where she was. Just recently, Emelia found out that his office had the whole view of the garden. She wondered why she didn't know about it. It was thanks to Vanessa she knew about this, "Resting."

"Out here when you just have recovered?" He asked once more, pushing Emelia to the corner, "Is the balcony not enough?" She looked at him with dead eyes then looks away. "I'm free what to do I want with my own body," Emelia answered him though his next words made her eyes grow wide.

"It's a relief you look better now," Elliot said with a bit of a smile, but his eyes weren't smiling at all, "I looked after you for a day, and your fever wouldn't calm down at all. I don't know if I should say this, but you were calling out for your mother."

Emelia stayed quiet and had nothing to say about it. She called out to her mother's name despite not knowing her well. It's simply because she longs for motherly love. She wasn't embarrassed about calling her mother but having Elliot watch over her.

"Is there something I could do to repay you?" Emelia asked, hoping his request wouldn't be too over for her to do, "That's if it's within in my powers."

"Then…call my name," Elliot smirks as if he knew this was going to happen since he knew Emelia doesn't like being in debt to someone. "Is there something else asides from that?" She asked, hating the idea of calling his name. Elliot let out a laugh then answered, "Then marry me." Emelia had a feeling he would say that. This is why she disked him very much. But making excuses isn't going to be like her. It's as if she's running away from a hard question.

"I would rather call your name than become yours," Emelia said as she stood up, wanting to run away from him. "Then call my name. I want to hear it. Aren't you going to repay my kindness?" Asked Elliot as he stopped her from walking any further.

Emelia lowered her head as she felt Elliot being too close to her. They were standing a few centimeters away. Their bodies were closed to each other as if they were hugging, not to mention. Elliot was cornering Emelia by the post. He was looking down at her with a smirk waiting to hear his name being called out by her.

"Can you move?" She asked as she tried pushing Elliot on his chest, but he didn't move at all. "I won't move until I hear my name. It's just a simple task. My name, say it." He was enjoying the time he had right now. Emelia couldn't push him away because she was still recovering. Her strength isn't fully back yet.

"Can you move now, Elliot?"