Who Stole The Empress

Chapter 28: A new name

Chapter 28: A new name

After Roselyn finished her meal, she sat there for a while and continued to look out at the ocean.

A cool breeze blew past her, grazing her hair.

It was the first time she had sat in such light clothes.

Nevertheless, it was unfamiliar that it was not cold at all.

She could feel the wind grazing on her skin beneath the thin fabric. Roselyn touched her arms.

She suddenly heard a sigh next to her.

Its hot.

Tamon, who was sitting beside her, drinking two cups of ice cold drinks in a row, frowned.

She looked at him with some boredom as he raised his third glass.

The mans food was about ten times the size of hers.

After finishing three servings of juicy meat, two plates of salad with plenty of vegetables and seafood.

He also ate steamed rice, fruit, and fried rice with meat.

Then three more glasses of cold water and soda.

Where on earth would he put so much food and drink?

Suddenly, his body, hardened with rigid muscles, came into Roselyns view.

He looked like a completely different creature from her, a huge body.

The strength that came through her whole body.

Perhaps it takes a lot of food to maintain such a body.

She could see the drink being gulped down by the thick neck.

Her eyes met his as he set his glass down, watching mesmerized as his Adam apple moved up and down.

Tamon chuckled as he wiped his watery lips with his thumb.

His rough eyes curved up into a slightly roguish face. And he looked like a bad boy.

He said lucidly as he set the glass down with a bang.

Ive decided.

What is it?

Your new name.

My new name?

Aranrosia.

Tamon stood up.

He rubbed her silver hair gently, grasping it with his fingers as it danced in the wind.

Aranrosia.

What does that mean?

Roselyn was fluent in six languages.

There were also two more languages that she could speak, though poorly.

However, Aranrosia was not a word she knew. What was it, she wondered, and while she was wondering, Tamon lifted a strand of her hair and kissed her lightly.

It tickled her as if the tips of her hair touched her lips.

Its hot and Im sleepy.

Tamon rose from his seat with a short yawn.

No good. I need to get some sleep.

He grabbed Roselyns wrist and pulled on it as she sat still and stared at him.

Her paper-thin body was pulled up quickly with light force.

I dont understand why

Sleep with me.

What?

Her attempt to hold on faded.

In less than a second, Roselyn was hoisted up into his arms.

When her eyes widened in surprise, Tamon kissed her. 

If you keep looking at me like that, Ill be worse again.

Where the hell did you learn such vulgar language?

Its not that I learned it, its just that I was born messy.

He snuggled her with a big smile and stepped off.

The sun is nice, so we can sleep together. I dont know what else youre gonna do if I leave you alone, so Im gonna have to hold you in my arms.

Huh? Im not sleepy.

Then just lie down and rest. Ill do the sleeping.

Perhaps it was because of his long legs, but before she knew it, they were already in the bedroom.

Despite the bright daylight, he lay down on the bed without a care in the world.

This was the first time in Roselyns life.

As a human being, she naturally had to do productive work when the sun was up.

It wasnt even night, so she couldnt just lie there with a full stomach and say she was sleepy. She had never been this lazy and neglectful.

The more Roselyn tried to get up, the tighter Tamon hugged her.

Im suffocating. Can you..

Stay with me. Im anxious.

Im not going to do anything just let me go.

If I let you go, what are you going to do? Do you have anything to do?

Tamon asked again, and there was no response.

Roselyn stopped talking, perplexed. It was the first time she was speechless.

See, youve got nothing to do

At that, Tamon hugged her waist more tightly.

His breath ran close to her eyes as she was completely embraced by his huge body.

Tamons body was too hot.

Perhaps that was why his presence felt so strong.

His body was as hot as the sun, the field was his breath, and the thick arms and legs that bound her so tightly.

When she became conscious of it, Roselyn felt stiff. The tension that had risen once was unrelenting and building momentum.

I

Roselyn took a calming breath and searched for the right words.

I

Tam exhaled in unison, his eyes closed, as if he was already asleep.

I want to see more of the ocean.

That made her relax a little.

Her stiff shoulders also gently dropped. She figured there was no point in talking to someone who had already fallen asleep.

But at that moment, the man she thought had fallen asleep woke up again.

You should have told me sooner.

His voice was somber as if he had truly awakened from sleep. His limbs that didnt falter even when she struggled to get out fell off at once.

Tamon stood up quickly and reached out to Roselyn again.

She stood up stiffly and looked at him silently as if she was trying to figure out his intentions. Tamon waved his hand at her to take it.

Come on.

Is it necessary to hold hands?

You walk slow and Im very sleepy. I want to go back to sleep.

The words, Then you should just let me go, came up to her chin.

But Roselyn held back because she knew that it was pointless to fight with the man in front of her. 

Roselyn frowned briefly in frustration at the weakness that surged through her, and took his hand.

For a man who was all big, his hands were also inhumanly large. In his hands, her hands looked as cute as a childs.

As soon as she held his hand, he said, Ah! Tamon let out a squeal.

Come to think of it, we have to go up the stairs.

What?

So instead of holding hands, it would be better if I just held you.

Muttering a few words to himself, Tamon grabbed her hand, and lifted her up at once.

Roselyn was puzzled. If he wanted to go quickly, he could go ahead. The best thing to do would be to leave her alone.

Put me down. I can walk on my own.

 I know. I didnt hold you because you couldnt walk.

Then why!

Its just . Not fast enough?

Roselyn pushed his shoulders away, glaring at Tamon.

Even if it were made of stone, it would be softer than this.

He didnt even wince, but strode forward.

Tamon Krasis!

Frustrated, she called his name like a scream.

Sounds nice. Keep singing.

I hate you so much.

Tamon seemed completely unharmed by her angry voice.

He smiled lazily and said in a gentle voice as if teasing her.

There will be a time when you will scream in that voice that you love so much. Oh, its thrilling just to think about it.

 How can you be so shameless.

Tamon laughed in amusement even as Roselyn berated him with a red face.

Biting her lip tightly, Roselyn clenched her fist and punched him in the shoulder. She pushed him out with her elbow as well and jerked, but he still didnt move.

Were almost there.

He walked up the stairs and down the hall on his long legs and quickly reached his destination.

He pushed open a spacious door with his foot and strode inside.

He opened another door and entered the connected room, there was a room with a window in the front.

The room wasnt large, but a large bed that took up about half of the rooms size was present in an intimidating way.

However, there was no bed in sight for Roselyn.

Rather, the full view that stretched out just in front of the bed caught her eye more.

Through the unusual half-open, half-folded front window, the full view of the wide blue sea was dazzling.

Perhaps it was the high altitude of the room, but there was nothing to obscure the front or sides. All she could see were waves crashing against waves and rocks of different colors.

Tamon placed her on the bed, unable to take her eyes off the window. He laid himself down beside her and stretched out his arms to hold her close to his chest.

Roselyn, who was transfixed by the scene beyond the window, later reached out and firmed her body against his hand wrapped around her waist, but it was too late.

Her body tilted, and she was trapped again in Tamons arms.

 You lie down like this and look at the sea. Ill sleep with the ocean in my arms. 

Tamon murmured, his face buried on the back of her neck.