His Highness’ Secret Accountant

Chapter 205

Theon, who stopped what he was saying when he felt her cold gaze, wrinkled his lips and touched his neck in a sweeping movement. He then continued speaking in a stiff voice.

"I had an appointment with Princess Ariel. But well, as you can see I did not go."

"What was your appointment?"

""

As if giving up at Theon's appearance, who was holding his mouth shut, Ayla picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea.

Seeing that, Theon secretly swallowed dry. While hoping that this awful conversation would end soon.

"By the way, can I leave the community for this long?"

Before he could even sigh in relief deep down in his heart, Ayla's businesslike voice rang out.

Frowning, grumpy words flowed out of Theon's mouth.

"It will be a week at most. You had a hard time. It's okay to rest a little."

"What if someone really important comes to visit?"

"What do you mean? It's simple. If Orhan has the capacity for it, he'll hold onto them. If not, he'll let them go."

"How irresponsible is that!"

Ayla stood up and screamed at Theon's mischievous words.

Holding back the laughter that was about to burst out at Ayla's fussy appearance, Theon's shoulders shook.

"Pff, I'm kidding. If there's something wrong, he will send a carrier pigeon. So don't worry about it and enjoy the moment. Miss Ayla Serdian."

"A carrier pigeon?"

Ayla, who had already sat down, tilted her head and asked.

In recent years, carrier pigeons weren't used that much, and even if they were used, it was mainly for military purposes, so it was a natural reaction.

"It's like attaching a note on or hanging a piece of cloth to a trained pigeon's paw to spread the news."

Ah

A small exclamation broke out from Ayla's mouth.

Her blue eyes stared silently at Theon, as if to tell her about it in detail.

"It's a useful method for moments like now, when it's difficult to send and receive letters."

"Then do we send and receive letters?"

"No. We simply tie a piece of fabric. I'm sure nothing will happen but if there is anything wrong, we decided to tie a red piece of fabric and let it fly."

Ayla, who was nodding at Theon's words, clapped her hands as if she had thought of something.

"Maybe we can use a carrier pigeon later too!"

"A carrier pigeon?"

This time, it was Theon who repeated the same words, as if mimicking what had happened a while ago.

"Just in case we might not be able to meet."

Throb.

Ayla's voice, which seemed to have become dispirited, unlike a moment ago, made Theon's heart ache.

It was only a few words, but it seemed to convey all the complex emotions she was feeling.

In fact, Ayla might have been secretly preparing for a goodbye.

The anxiety she felt every day might have made it difficult for her to sleep.

What is he going to do when he can't even put his loved person's mind at ease?

A bitter smile appeared on Theon's lips.

"That won't happen."

Theon, who suddenly approached Ayla's side, whispered in her ear with a soft voice.

Ayla gasped and held her breath as she felt his close breath.

Smack.

Theon's reddish lips touched Ayla's nape softly.

As if they were used to it now, Theon raised a large hand to caress Ayla's cheek.

"It hurts my heart when your eyes are like that."

"What did I do?"

Ayla acted cheekily at Theon's gloomy voice and spoke.

Contrary to Ayla's words, the two were looking at each other with a sad look.

"Don't pretend that you're fine when you're on the verge of tears, like a puppy in the rain."

"Ahem, it's not like you missed me when I was at the community! You said you would come soon, but you didn't."

Ayla spoke as if she didn't want to hide her feelings, stirring up the atmosphere.

Of course, she knew. It's just that those words aren't everything.

"It wouldn't be a bad idea to give a bird as a present at this point."

"If I tie a blue string around its neck and send it, it means I miss you'; if I tie a red string, it means I miss you very much'. Remember that."

"Of course. But that's just I miss you'. I want to hear something a little different."

""

At Theon's blatant words, Ayla slowly turned her head to avoid his gaze.

The more lustful his gaze grew, the deeper he buried his body against the sofa.

Thump.

She felt like her heart was about to burst because of him getting closer and closer.

Her forehead felt ticklish due to his breath.

Ayla, who was looking down as if thinking of something to say, slowly raised her eyelids.

Her heart raced again when she looked at Theon, who was sitting on the armrest and looking at her with a strange expression.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Something I have never heard before."

"Your Highness has never said it before either."

"I love you."