QTMWSFC Chapter 42.2

The faint, elegant fragrance of flowers from the girl reached his nose. Lant was stunned by her warm hug.

“Princess, this… this isn’t proper.” Lant didn’t expect her to be so forward and instinctively wanted to push her away, but his hands couldn’t bear to use any real force.

“No! In this place, I make the rules! Lant, I have never treated you as my subordinate. We are all good friends. From now on, we will work hard and live together!” Freya grasped Lant’s hand firmly, her tone resolute.

In this side hall, although there were few people, all had sincerely cared for her over the years. Their relationship was no longer simply that of a princess and her attendants. They were family!

“Mm, I understand, Princess. Then I’ll… wait for you outside.” Lant’s cheeks flushed slightly under her earnest gaze. He turned around somewhat flustered and stood by the door, facing away.

Freya, being thoughtful, noticed his somewhat stiff back and his ears, which were reddened unnaturally. Her own face also turned red, and then she smiled unconsciously.

Lita glanced back and forth between the two of them, then secretly covered her mouth and giggled.

“Lita, what are you laughing at?” Freya looked at her, puzzled by her sneaky grin.

“Oh, nothing. I’m just laughing casually. I think Knight Lant is a really good person. He’s also very good to you. Mm! And he’s especially handsome! Haha.” As she spoke, Lita gave him a thumbs-up in approval.

Freya took another glance at Lant.

Indeed, as Lita said—now dressed in his uniform, he carried an added brilliance and handsomeness compared to the cold and unapproachable look he had in the arena. His tall and lean figure was well-proportioned, and the uniform fit him perfectly. He looked really good-looking!

“Alright, my little princess, just go sit nicely in the room. Leave the dressing up to me!” Lita patted her chest, hung up the precious coat, rolled up her sleeves, and decided to get to work!

Since the formal ceremony was a very important occasion, the attire had to be formal and appropriate. In the end, Lita took out a white long dress with a simple, clean style and a well-fitted, straight silhouette. The large expanse of white was covered with touches of gold and red. It complemented the knight’s uniform beautifully.

The only drawback was that the dress was an old style from two years ago. Wearing it now, it was a little too small, inevitably making it somewhat tight and breathless. But Freya chose it in the end. She decided she would endure the tightness. Anyway, no one could tell from the outside, and once she put on the coat, it would be even less noticeable. Most importantly, this was the dress that matched Lant’s uniform the best.

She was a princess and also Lant’s direct superior, so the better her outfit matched his, the more appropriate it was. At the very least, she could not embarrass him.

Lita was not allowed to attend the formal appointment ceremony, so all she could do was repeatedly remind Lant of every precaution, over and over again.

Lant listened to Lita’s instructions very seriously. However, Freya found it overwhelming. “Lita, alright, alright. I’m much better now. There is no need to be so careful. I am a princess after all. I already know all these things.”

But Lita could not feel at ease. “But, Princess, this is your first time attending!”

Freya laughed and said, “You’re saying it as if you have attended one.”

Lita’s face turned slightly red, but in the end she turned to Lant and urged him, “Please take good care of the princess.”

Lant nodded seriously. “Don’t worry. I will.”

Lita felt that Lant looked far more reliable than Freya herself. She let out a long sigh of relief before allowing the two of them to leave by carriage.

Sitting inside the carriage, Freya noticed that today’s ride was much smoother than before. Only then did she realize that Lant had brought out his warhorse.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Freya asked him, “Why did you bring out your warhorse?”

Lant replied, “You haven’t fully recovered yet. You should not ride in a bumpy carriage.”

Freya asked, “But he’s a warhorse. Is that really okay?”

Lant shook his head and looked at his beloved horse. “It’s fine. Light is actually very happy about it, right?”

“Hum, hum!” Light let out two heavy breaths in response.

Freya breathed a sigh of relief. “So his name is Light? What a spirited creature.”

Light flicked his tail, as if pleased by Freya’s compliment.

Lant’s eyes softened slightly. “Yes. Light is an important partner to me.”

Freya looked at him with a hint of envy.

Unfortunately, her health had always been poor, so she couldn’t learn horseback riding or experience the thrill of galloping. Even the stable remained unused all this time.

Lant noticed her mood and comforted her. “Princess, once you are better, I will teach you how to ride a horse.”

Freya was comforted by his words and said, “That would be wonderful, but I just don’t know if my body will ever truly recover…”

Lant reminded her gently, “After drinking the medicine I brewed last time, did you feel any better?”

Freya thought carefully and assessed her body. “Now that you mention it… I do feel much better. I don’t seem to get out of breath as easily as before. I can run a little longer, and I’m not as afraid of the cold anymore…”

Because today’s dress was rather tight, she even wore one less layer than usual, but she still did not feel very cold.

Freya realized with pleasant surprise that her health seemed to be improving. She instinctively reached out and held Lant’s hand. “Lant! Thank you so much! Thanks to your prescription, I… I don’t even know how to repay you!”

Even though they had only been together for two days, Lant had brought so many changes and surprises to her life in that short time. She had never thought that a life once devoid of hope could feel so vibrant!

“Princess, this is all my duty.” Lant moved his fingers slightly, wanting to pull back but afraid of hurting her feelings. In the end, he did not move.

After all, she said they were friends. And between friends, holding hands… should be fine, right?

Freya felt Lant’s fingers move slightly and realized that her action was a bit too impulsive. She quickly let go and sat back up straight. “I’m… I’m sorry…”

Lant rubbed his trousers with the hand resting on his knee, then clenched it into a fist. “It’s nothing.”