“Right now, the language of this place is coming out of my mouth really naturally, but I think I’ll need to study all these things too.”
“I’ll teach you.”
“Rosetta has a lot of work though. Emperors have a lot of work, right?”
“Not that much…”
Seoho decided not to believe Rosetta’s words. Although it had been a short time, Seoho had never seen negative words come out of Rosetta’s mouth except for matters related to Angel.
“Don’t overdo it. What about Puti?”
Then Puti, who had been keeping his mouth shut and staying back until now, answered quickly.
“I’m not at a level where I can teach writing to others.”
“Then…”
That’s when Puti made a suggestion.
“Your Majesty, what about Mage Aris? He has met Seoho-nim before.”
Rosetta, who seemed to be pondering for a moment, nodded slightly.
“Not bad.”
“Yes. And about tomorrow’s appointment with Angel-nim…”
Rosetta looked at Seoho and asked.
“Seoho, do you want to meet her again?”
Although he knew that the relationship between Angel and Rosetta wasn’t smooth, precisely because of that, there was a need to meet Angel tomorrow. Also, in order not to have Angel summoned again, he needed to ask and learn as much as possible.
“Yes, because I have things to ask. But Rosetta, if you’re uncomfortable, don’t come.”
After all, being together with someone who disliked him would be uncomfortable. So it would be better for Seoho to see Angel alone instead.
However, Rosetta firmly rejected Seoho’s proposal.
“No. I can’t send you alone. Let’s go together.”
Seoho was about to add something when Puti stepped forward and answered.
“Then I’ll keep the appointment as is.”
“Very well.”
Puti, who had bowed his head, immediately left the room. Seoho, who had been alternately looking at Puti’s retreating figure and Rosetta, burst into laughter.
How should he put it—the two seemed to work well together. To be precise, it felt like Puti read Rosetta’s mind well and acted as he wished. If Rosetta showed even the slightest sign of discomfort, he seemed very skilled at changing the flow of conversation in an instant.
‘Is it because he’s the servant helping Rosetta from the closest position?’
At Seoho’s laughter, Rosetta looked at him with a puzzled expression, but Seoho shook his head.
“It’s nothing. So who exactly is Mage Aris?”
“The day you woke up, there was one more person in the room…”
“Mm.”
Seoho recalled the brown-haired man he’d seen in his blurry vision.
“Ah, that person?”
A mage. In Seoho’s world, someone who only existed in fairy tales, a mage who carried a staff that spouted fire and conjured wind. Seoho’s eyes sparkled.
***
Puti let out a small sigh and quickly left the room.
Seoho was truly a gentle person in many ways. However, if there was one regrettable point, it was that Seoho wasn’t particularly afraid of Rosetta.
‘To be precise, I should say he’s not intimidated by His Majesty.’
Of course, if Seoho had been intimidated by and avoided Rosetta, that would have made things difficult for Puti in its own way, but anyway, with Seoho regarding Rosetta as someone close, Puti’s back was breaking in many ways.
‘It’s hard.’
Even if Rosetta didn’t get angry when Seoho was present, Puti couldn’t guarantee how he would change when Seoho was asleep or when Seoho wasn’t around. Puti read Rosetta’s mood as much as possible and tactfully interjected in the two people’s conversation from time to time.
To prevent Rosetta from getting angry, and to prevent Seoho from noticing anything strange, he appropriately led the conversation the way Rosetta wanted.
Fortunately, Puti’s efforts weren’t in vain, as Rosetta’s expression from a moment ago wasn’t bad.
‘Oh my, how tiring.’
Puti patted his own shoulders and headed to the office where Rosetta’s aides were. He needed to send an official document to Mage Aris.
Actually, the reason Puti had recommended Mage Aris to Rosetta was because he’d noticed Rosetta’s possessiveness toward Seoho.
‘It seems he doesn’t want to show him to other people.’
Meals in the room, and the only servant bringing meals was Puti.
Even when Seoho went to see Angel, he’d received instructions to dismiss as many servants as possible and have all the servants present bow their heads when Seoho passed by.
‘And he still hasn’t officially announced Seoho-nim’s existence.’
Puti naturally realized that Rosetta didn’t want to show Seoho to others.
So Puti brought up Mage Aris, who had already seen Seoho once. Only four people had seen Seoho with their own eyes, and among them, the appropriate person to teach Seoho was Aris.
‘I can’t ask the Saintess to teach him.’
When he thought of Angel, Puti’s face naturally frowned.
Because he recalled the image of Rosetta whimpering to prevent Seoho from having any more interest in Angel.
‘Chilling.’
Puti was glad in some sense that he was Rosetta’s person, but he also thought it fortunate that he wasn’t Rosetta’s person in the same sense as Seoho. Rosetta would be horrified if he knew, but in fact, Puti felt a bit of sympathy for Seoho.
‘How pitiful.’
Without him knowing, having every detail of his daily life monitored wasn’t enough—he was dragged to another world, and the main culprit behind those acts was trying to win Seoho’s favor using his beautiful face and tears as weapons.
Puti, who had been trembling at that crafty behavior, stopped in front of the office and arranged his expression.
Such thoughts should only be kept inside. There was no need to let others know such inner thoughts.
‘Because I’m an excellent servant!’
Rosetta was someone Puti alone cursed at, but if others cursed Rosetta, that meant they were cursing Puti.
Puti put on a natural smile and entered the office. As he entered, the aides who had been tensely looking at the door breathed sighs of relief and welcomed Puti.
“Ah, Puti!”
“We were worried it was His Majesty again.”
At one aide’s words, others bobbed their heads and added.
“When His Majesty is present, our bodies tense up…”
“Of course, work efficiency goes up well though.”
“Really, we get so tense that our bodies stiffen?”
It was good that Rosetta was working thanks to Seoho, but the problem was that perhaps because Seoho had reacted to the word “office,” Rosetta was working in the office together with the aides.
Thanks to that, he’d heard from the servants that the aides, who had a lot of work but worked as if their boss wasn’t there even when he was, were very uncomfortable watching Rosetta’s mood. One of the aides who had been complaining for a while looked at Puti and asked.
“By the way, why did His Majesty come to the office?”
Then the others also threw questions as if interested.
“Right. He usually works in his room.”
“Don’t tell me he’ll continue doing that?”
At the aides’ questions, Puti smiled awkwardly and answered.
“He’ll probably come to the office often in the future too.”
“What?”
“Why?”
The aides froze white at the bolt-from-the-blue news, but Puti mumbled evasively.
“There are circumstances.”
The aides, who had been moaning with dying sounds for a while, soon asked Puti the reason for coming to the office.
“By the way, what brings you here, Puti?”
Puti got to the point.
“I need to send an official document. To Imperial Mage Aris.”
“Ah, that much is simple.”
An aide took out a sheet of paper and asked.
“What should I write?”
“His Majesty is looking for a teacher to teach writing.”
“Writing?”
About half of the aides’ eyes flashed. It seemed there were those who had heard rumors and knew the situation to some extent.
No, there was a high possibility that everyone here already knew everything. On the day Seoho appeared in Rosetta’s room, there had been many mages in front of Rosetta’s room.
Puti had somewhat controlled them, but he didn’t think they had all kept their mouths shut.
‘I also openly revealed the existence.’
Since the servants of the Imperial Palace also knew of that existence, he had to assume that stories about Seoho had already spread at least within the Imperial Palace.
‘It doesn’t seem like detailed information about Seoho-nim is circulating yet, but it must have spread that His Majesty’s fate has appeared and His Majesty cherishes him.’
Puti just smiled at the aides looking at him as if asking for information.
“No more than this. But you’ll know soon.”
Puti decided to give his own advice to the aides who were always kind to him.
“I recommend not asking His Majesty about it separately either.”
At Puti’s words, one of the aides flinched in surprise and asked.
“We shouldn’t ask?”
Puti nodded firmly.
“Yes. He dislikes it being on other people’s lips. It would be better to pretend you don’t know at all. If you make a mistake, it seems like something big will happen.”
The aides, who confirmed Puti’s firm lips even though he was smiling, asked carefully.
“Is it that serious?”
He could feel eyes searching to see if they could obtain more information.
“Yes, so when His Majesty comes to work in the office, don’t act like you know something for no reason.”
The aides, who realized Puti wouldn’t say more, didn’t cling to him any further and cleanly withdrew. They also knew that if it was something he could tell them, Puti would have already relayed it.
