Oliver and Amanda were having a good time in the dining room, when suddenly-
Dulkung–
The guard, who briefly entered the restaurant at Oliver’s call earlier, reappeared. Oliver’s brow furrowed slightly at his sudden appearance, but spoke in a casual voice.
“I told you not to interrupt. What’s going on?”
The man quickly strode over from the doorway. He then gave a slight bow to Oliver, speaking in a whisper.
“Quinlen handled one rat, but he missed the other.”
It was at that moment a furious, frightening expression flashed across Oliver’s face. In an instant, the atmosphere darkened and even Amanda could not help but recoil. If this was what she felt at a distance, the man reporting directly to Oliver must be experiencing the full force of his aura. She felt a cold sweat threatening to drip off her tense face.
Oliver seemed to realize Amanda sitting in front of him and quickly erased the bloodthirsty atmosphere.
“…Who did you miss?”
“We caught a rat sent by the Marquis, but the one we lost is still unclear.”
“Any casualties?”
“He seems to have considerable skill. I lost all the men who pursued him.”
Oliver’s temple visibly tensed. A short silence followed, then he responded calmly.
“I see.”
“I’ll take my leave.”
He bowed deeply to Oliver and left the restaurant again.
In her previous life Amanda would have taken the role of guarding the area, but now the positions had changed. She turned to Oliver with a concerned expression on her face.
“Is something wrong?”
“It’s nothing for you to worry about. I’m…I’m only a little uneasy.”
“…Why?”
“I’m afraid someone will touch you. If you get hurt and I can’t get to you, I’ll go crazy.”
Despite his calm voice, there was an unexpected graveness to his words. Amanda froze in embarrassment for a moment, but then quickly smiled at his ridiculous worrying.
“What do you think of me?”
“…?”
“You must have forgotten how we met.”
She picked up her dessert fork. She turned it in the air a few times, then suddenly flung it to her right.
Shhhhg–
It flew through the air.
Tung!
The fork’s tines struck dead center of a dart board. She didn’t even take the time to properly aim or throw. Oliver’s blue eyes widened at the sudden display of skill.
“You shouldn’t mistake our position.”
Amanda pointed her finger at herself.
“I’m the one who protects you.”
Amanda’s hand then politely spread out to Oliver.
“You are the one who’s being protected.”
Amanda continued, staring straight at Oliver’s stunned expression.
“Who do you think is sitting in front of you, Oliver?”
He shouldn’t be mistaken. The reason why Amanda sat here voluntarily in a beautiful dress was to be closer to Oliver than anyone else. The ultimate goal of their marriage was to protect the Windsor family, and to do so, she would protect Oliver from getting hurt or killed. He should’ve been dead, but she saved his life.
“Do not forget. The sharpest sword you can wield is me.”