Chapter 356

Recently, Grace couldn’t say she was in a great mood. In many ways.

First off, what bothered her the most was the lack of progress in her relationship with Sivar. It’s not that they had grown distant.

In fact, the longer time passed, the more she found herself entranced by Sivar’s charm, unable to pull herself away.

But the reason the lack of progress weighed on her mind came from various factors. The first one being Sivar’s assistant duties.

‘Is Sivar going to be bothered by anyone strange?’

They say that distance makes the heart grow fonder, and with Sivar’s responsibilities as an assistant, they spent less time together in classes.

That said, it didn’t mean they weren’t living together; it just made her feel uneasy. It could be a mere infatuation, but Sivar was irresistibly attractive.

From his increasingly refined looks to his masculine physique, especially his unmatched strength—nobody dared to challenge him in raw power.

In this world, brute strength is tantamount to power and authority. And with many of the freshmen Sivar taught being from noble backgrounds, it made her worry.

‘Surely they must notice Sivar’s prowess.’

Sivar’s strength was more than just “strong”—it was practically without peer.

She even heard from acquaintances that he defeated Hector, dubbed the “Destruction King.”

While a bit lacking in finesse, in terms of sheer might, he could rival a general, or even exceed that.

Generals symbolize the military power of countries, so it’s only natural that they’d be enviously eyeing him.

‘I really hope they just dismiss him as a wilderness guy.’

Thus, Grace desperately wished the newcomers wouldn’t recognize Sivar’s worth.

Having enough competitors already, the thought of more made her head hurt.

Besides, she found herself in a seemingly advantageous position. Yet, she felt stuck, unable to move past mere living together.

‘What’s the problem? Is it me lacking charm?’

With a slightly gloomy expression, Grace reflected on herself. Not her background—herself.

First was her appeal as a woman. Sure, she had a slight disadvantage with her fearsome-looking face, but she was confident in her figure.

Even if she didn’t know what Eli had been fed to grow so large—no, even if Eli was bigger than her, it still wasn’t enough.

Her personality, influenced by her noble upbringing, had its oppressive aspects, but she was trying to improve on that.

Moreover, in front of Sivar, she tended to forget all about being high-handed and acted more like a cat purring.

‘Now that I think about it, I don’t really know Sivar’s ideal type.’

She was aware Sivar liked women with ample bosoms. But that was just natural instinct for any man.

She once read that men lose their wits when they meet women matching their ideal type.

But Sivar never morphed into a fool, even if he’d tease or act spoiled—he remained stoic.

‘…But that doesn’t mean he has an issue with that.’

She sometimes witnessed it every morning—the tent-like bulge in the front of Sivar’s pants.

The first time she saw that, unexplainable urges arose, but she managed to suppress them.

Had she not, her hand might have wandered before she even knew it. If that happened, well…

“Ugh…!”

Grace shook her head vigorously. With such lewd thoughts swirling around, her face turned crimson.

But it couldn’t be helped. The memories of that moment just wouldn’t leave her mind.

Generally, the word “sexiness” is often used for women, but Sivar occasionally emanated a peculiar kind of allure too.

Maybe that’s why there were times when she couldn’t resist her desires, indulging herself in the absence of Sivar.

‘No, I can’t let myself be the first to act, or others will follow suit.’

Grace persevered to the end. It was an unspoken agreement among the women who liked Sivar.

Unless Sivar made the first move, there would be no “events” occurring. Confirming his feelings came first.

This was solely for Sivar, entirely unrelated to him being a descendant of demons.

‘But what if some clueless girl spends the night with Sivar? What do I do then?’

Yet, as Sivar stepped into his role as an assistant, her concerns began to pile up.

Even though Kara was watching closely, it was impossible to quell her unease without seeing things firsthand.

It felt like an eerie vibe, as if a stranger might entice him with candy. Sivar had a somewhat childish demeanor at times.

‘It wouldn’t hurt to prepare just in case. Especially with how suspicious the princess is.’

Grace recalled Diana, the princess of the Matra Empire. She had quite the infamous reputation for her scandalous rumors.

Typically, royalty would cover up bad gossip, so if everyone knew, it only showed how openly she chased after men.

If those claws stretched toward Sivar, it could spell trouble. For either Diana or Sivar.

‘Sivar has a good eye for people, so he might reject her…’

Still, he had many shortcomings. Though he adapted to civilization with his outstanding talents, culture was another matter.

Each region had different cultures, and conflicts often arose due to them—what more for a nation?

Especially in the Academy, with talents from all over the world gathering, one could witness every kind of culture.

‘Colloquialisms are most important, after all.’

Grace resolved to start studying the colloquialisms of each nation. Especially the one related to “spending the night.”

‘Did our empire have an offer to drink black tea?’

Right when she was lost in her off-season slang studies, Grace subtly turned her head.

Turning that way, she noticed some fairy tales she’d purchased to help Sivar study scattered about.

Then, she looked around, confirming nobody else was present, and quietly picked one of the tales.

‘Reading is food for the soul, after all.’

Just as she thought this, poised to turn the page of her book—

-Creak!

“!!!”

The sound of a door abruptly opening made Grace jump, quickly placing her book back down.

She began neatly arranging the books as a distraction, pretending to reorganize them.

“Is it really okay for me to come in?”

“Yep.”

A strange voice followed by a familiar one. As soon as Grace registered that, she whipped her head around.

Turning her head revealed a girl fidgeting behind Sivar—a girl with blue hair and blue eyes.

At first, she thought it might be Jane. Jane also had blue hair and eyes like this girl.

But the length of the hair differed greatly, and Jane’s hair was a much darker shade.

While the girl’s hair was blue, it leaned more toward a silver hue.

“Grace, I’m here.”

“Yes. But who is this person behind you…?”

With a suspicious gaze, Grace alternated between Sivar and the girl, Reina.

Given her earlier thoughts, it was only natural for suspicion to arise.

First off, she was a girl. If it were a boy, she would have waved it off as just a new friend.

But the moment it was a girl, suspicion brewed first. A probing feeling started.

‘With blue hair, she must be from Frozen… Wait a minute.’

As Grace began to recall the details of the new face, Reina’s visage came to mind.

“Oh, hello! I’m Reina from Frozen.”

“You introduced yourself as Reina from Frozen.”

“Oh, Princess of Frozen?”

Just as she expected, Reina was indeed the princess from Frozen. Grace’s suspicion eased a bit.

Of course, it didn’t entirely disappear. She was left with a question more than anything.

“Why is Princess Frozen with Sivar…?”

“Oh, that’s…”

“I’ll explain.”

Sivar briefly recounted the events leading up to that moment.

In the past, he had coincidentally met Reina while in Frozen, which sparked their connection.

Originally, he was simply set to work as an assistant, but he learned Reina had dyslexia and wanted to help.

“The hospital diagnosed her with dyslexia. I thought she could use some help.”

“Why would it fall on us…?”

“Grace just needs to extend a hand. I’ll handle it.”

Grace nodded, roughly getting the essence of the situation.

‘This person is genuinely too kind…’

She watched Sivar engage in conversation with Reina. He was kind, perhaps to a fault.

Even so, his boundaries were firm; he wouldn’t let himself be taken advantage of. How could anyone be like this?

Of course, the reality was that Karas had somewhat pushed this responsibility onto him, but Grace had no way of knowing that.

While Grace’s feelings for Sivar deepened, he cautiously made a request.

“Is that doable?”

“I-I mean, if it’s too tough, you can feel free to decline.”

“If it’s tough, she can refuse it.”

“No, it’s nothing of that magnitude.”

Grace gracefully tossed her hair over her shoulder, accepting without hesitation.

Since it was someone Sivar brought, there was no need to question Reina’s character.

“The treatment will take place at the hospital, right?”

“Yes.”

“You must have had a hard time. Dyslexia can significantly hinder academic progress.”

“Hehe…”

Reina offered a sheepish smile, prompting a gentle smile from Grace in return.

Having seen such a silly grin, there was no doubt she wasn’t a bad person. Sivar wouldn’t have brought her otherwise.

‘I’ll have to be cautious not to overstep.’

But that didn’t mean she was going to simply stand by and watch. Some monitoring was necessary.

If something unexpected drew Sivar in, she’d make sure he understood the harshness of reality.

‘Or I could flaunt my appeal beforehand.’

With that, Grace naturally pulled Sivar’s arm. He quietly followed her lead.

Before long, they were arm-in-arm like a couple. Reina blinked in disbelief at the sight.

“Grace?”

“Anyway, since it’s lunchtime, should we make our way? You might not know this, but Sivar is an amazing cook.”

Hearing those words, Sivar checked the time. Sure enough, it was about lunch.

But was it necessary to cling so tightly while talking? She was uncertain.

“Oh, yeah…”

And Reina, observing this, couldn’t hide her surprise.

No matter how hard she tried, the overtly proud display left her feeling strange.

Was it discomfort? Unease? Annoyance? It was hard to tell—this was the first time she felt such things, making it challenging to decipher.

“U-um, didn’t you two say you were living together?”

“You asked if we were living together.”

“Yes. I think since last year, we started living together.”

“Oh, I see…”

Reina nodded, understanding that clarified things somewhat.

After all, she already knew all she needed to. An awkward smile crossed her face.

But strangely, her heart felt rather fluttery. It was a feeling so subtle that even she couldn’t detect it.

‘They look really good together… right?’

She honestly couldn’t tell.

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