Wife of The Demon Prince
Chapter 159: Hunting memories

Chapter 159: Hunting memories

At the Boxton mansion inside the servant’s quarters, Merek stood by the window with a deep frown. He’d just received a letter from the palace and after reading the contents, he angrily crumbled the paper in his hand balled into a tight fist before tossing it into the trash pan.

The contents of the letter read. [ You have been granted a leave from work. You have the permission of his highness to take a vacation at the Boxton mansion, you will stay there until the Boxton’s return to the north. I hope you enjoy your stay there without having any mission to assassinate.

From your subordinate, Oliver.]

Only Merek knew what Oliver meant by telling him to enjoy his stay not having any mission to assassinate. The nasty jerk was taunting him, he’d always tried to avoid Oliver at the palace for the sake of not wanting to pick a fight with him, but what was written in the letter still frustrated him to no end.

’Why on earth am I suddenly given a leave from work?’

He had never taken a leave from his work ever since he took the position of working underground for Hamon, except when he was forced to rest because of injuries. But that was the way he liked it. Merek’s life only revolved around his missions and assassination, without that, his life felt empty and useless.

The crown Prince knew about his ethics and always made it possible for him to have a new mission as soon as he was done with one. Even during the times he was tasked to protect Ara he still had the chance to go finish off some of the crown Prince’s enemies. For Merek, a bloody battlefield was the only thing that made him feel alive. He couldn’t stay here, couped inside a darn mansion where he wasn’t allowed to kill anyone for that long.

Merek felt as if he’d been driven to a situation where he had to rest, whether he wanted to or not. He looked around the room he was staying in with a frown.

This oppressive silence...He hated it! No killing, no mission, no torturing people and hearing their cries of agony. If he did not get a chance to do any of those things...He would surely be as good as a dead man.

’How in hell’s name does a person live his life without all that? What is one supposed to do in a situation like this?’

Merek could leave the Boxton mansion if he wanted to, but again he did not want to disappoint Anne. Although he’d been avoiding her lately, he could still see the hurt in her eyes everytime he acted cold towards her. But she was still kind to him...

He wasn’t used to noble ways, even though he had his hidden fortunes and a mansion of his own, which he’d never stepped foot in because he wasn’t one to live such comfortable and luxurious lives of nobility, and never would he.

As his frustration intensified, a banging headache suddenly pulsed into his head, and he grabbed his forehead with one hand as those memories he never wanted to remember threatened to come lose.

_You are a useless being! A being who doesn’t deserve to be happy.

_Why don’t you just go and die! You will rot in hell. You will never find peace in life!

_I despise you, I regret the fact that you were brought into this world!

Old memories started to float to his mind. Blood dripped from the hands of a young boy, his black orbs looked as dark and cold as the night.

No! Not now! He didn’t want to remember. Though the events took place a long time ago, the voices still hunted him till now echoing loudly in his ears as if he was reliving every moment in the present. Merek grabbed the windowsill tightly as he felt his heart clenched with the same old pain he was familiar with. It was a sharp pain that cut through his chest like a blade. Sweat was quick to cover his forehead. Tears filled his eyes as he tried to hold back the pain that came with the memories of his past.

However, the door to the room suddenly swung open with a creak, he slowly turned his head towards the entrance and saw it was Anne who came in, she pursed her lips, "I have been knocking but you didn’t answer so I came in."

Merek didn’t say anything and only stared at her while still clenching to the windowsill with one hand to hold the pain from showing on his face. Because of his side bangs, she didn’t seemed to notice his expression. Anne had been burdening him with her persistent kindness, even after he’d pushed her away with hurtful words, she blindly ignored the cold hostility he’d been showing her, and now she was back to him just like always. No matter how rude he acted towards her, she’d still come to him first like nothing happened.

He gazed at her without a word as the pain in his chest gradually began to reduce, little by little his heart beat started to go back to normal. He wanted to look away from her, to be more colder to her, but he couldn’t for some reason. His dark expressionless eyes silently stared at the girl before him as she innocently blinked her light blue eyes in askance.

Why couldn’t he just do something to make her dislike him? When did he start having soft feelings for her? Was it when she saved him at the palace? He really didn’t want her to become a part of his dark world...

Whether or not it was destiny, he had to try to stay away from her. Merek didn’t even realize it, but the pain and the hurtful memories that came to his mind started to fade away and was replaced with Anne’s beautiful face. He gazed at her face...but Why does she looked paler than normal today, was she sick? He suddenly seemed to realize.

Merek frowned at the thought of Anne being sick but didn’t say anything.

Anne, who still stood by the entrance staring back at him suddenly seemed to notice his frown and thought he was displeased because she’d came in without waiting for him to answer the door.

"I...I am sorry for barging in, I will go back if you don’t want me here..."

Normally, a mistress of the mansion was supposed to shout at the servant for not opening the door for them, but Anne didn’t do that and glanced down sadly, she turned and was about to leave, when_

"Don’t go!" He blurted out without even realizing it until she looked back at him surprised, he then added, "I mean, I didn’t hear you knocking awhile ago. What brings you here?"

She seemed nervous to say whatever brought her to the servants quarters, after a moment of hesitation, she finally spoke with her voice sounding smaller than normal, "I wanted to go out...So I came to ask if you’d like to accompany me to the place?" She asked, then added, "It’s fine if you don’t want to come along..."

Despite Anne giving him a choice, he couldn’t help but thought; No matter how much he owned now, No matter how much he’d grown from the boy he used to be, he still remembered his past. Even though he was now working for the crown Prince, he couldn’t forget who he was before, he’d lived a life lower than a slave’s from his childhood. Nobody ever gave him a choice, nobody ever showed him kindness, they treated him like filth, they treated him like useless garbage, a piece of commodity that could be sold out carelessly, and here Anne was asking politely despite the fact she was an elite.

She gave him a choice to reject her offer. Why couldn’t she just leave him be? Or even get angry at him and insult him like most people do? At least if she does that, he wouldn’t feel the urge to want to protect her or want to do everything she wanted.

Merek sighed, "I will accompany you."

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Spring rain.

Love came to me like spring rain

Completely soaking me wet without a sound, it melts my frozen heart and awakens me.

It’s sweet

This vague feelings, this fluttering heat.

Like the very first time your voice brings a smile to my face. I guess I haven’t known love till now.

Love makes me feel like am born again.

Like for the very first time I want to be with you. Rain falls again today. Rain that resembles you is falling.

It’s sweet

These vague feelings, this hidden heart.

Because i can know and feel love

I thank you.

Love makes me feel like am born again.

Like the very first time, I’m smiling again today and it will stay forever because of you. You draw me out, and I feel you.

The day when spring rain fell.

The day that was filled with your scent.

My love goes back in time and falls down as spring rain like destiny.