Life Becomes Duke's Beloved
Calix and Bastian

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Right what Armand said, Calix actually came to Abela's room. Abela smiled awkwardly. She somehow felt uncomfortable being alone with Calix in her room and wearing a nightgown.

"Duke Estonia?" asked Abela who was still sitting on her bed.

"What do you feel? Is anyone sick?" ask Calix to worry.

"No, it's not that. I just called you because you kept quiet.Are you okay?" ask Abela again.

"I'm fine Madam. I just feel a little sorry. I've twice failed to protect you." Calix seemed to be serious when he said that. Can be seen from his face.

"Most importantly, do you already know what money is going on with your fiancee, Duke?" abela asked a little curiously.

"His body was guarded by the witches in the magic tower. I met him when he was inside the witch's body. It was never imagined if that weak-looking princess ...." Calix did not continue his words.

"You're right, honestly I really like the girl," muttered Abela. "i'm quite familiar with her."

"There's actually more to the surprise than that" Calix said, sounding a little hesitant to tell the story again.

"really?" Abela looked at Calix who seemed to want to say it.

There are a lot of servants here. Apparently it made Calix uncomfortable, but Abela somehow had no intention of making the servants leave.

"You don't have to say everything, you don't have any explanation debt to me" Abela smiled.

"Unfortunately, there's a lot I want to discuss." Calix smiled miris.

Abela doesn't want Calix to feel closer to her more than their current relationship. Abela prefers to keep her distance from her descendants.

"When it's over, you have to destroy the body." Abela said again after the sudden silence that occurred between them.

"Madam thinks it's the best?" ask Calix.

"Yes .. or this will happen again" replied Abela. His gaze locked onto Calix's eyes that were as blue as his.

"Alright, I think I should follow Madam's advice." Calix smiled again.

Abela returned Calix's smile awkwardly. This man seems to be following whatever he says. This Baroness beauty is really dangerous. Thought Abela.

"I gave that advice because I thought it was the best" Abela said, somehow still feeling awkward.

"I know, of course, I agree" Calix said.

Calix's smile suddenly disappeared, he looked at Abela's pale face. The woman's lips were dry and white.

"Stay, you shouldn't be on the expedition anymore" Calix murmured softly. It is barely audible.

"You're right, a weak person like me. Just interrupt" Abela replied.

"No, that's not what I mean" Calix said a little nervously.

"It's okay, Duke, I accept that opinion" Abela said.

Abela, of course, knows that Calix doesn't mean that. But still, he didn't want to admit it. He had to make this conversation not get there. In the direction Calix might have hoped.

But like Abela who quickly understood the situation. Calix is also aware of what Abela is doing. The woman is clearly making a boundary between them. And conveying indirectly if the limit is impossible to pass.

"I always hope, you don't understand what I'm thinking" Calix murmured softly.

"I don't understand" replied Abela. Their eyes meet again. Abela could see that there was a slight red hue painted on Calix's face. Or his throat that moves when swallowing its own saliva.

"Madam .... I ...." Calix said slowly and Abela did not want to hear what the man wanted to tell her next.

But Calix seems to be convinced of what he wants to say. Abela could see through her eyes.

"I hope Mr. Duke doesn't go ahead with it" Abela said, cutting Calix's words.

He doesn't want to hear that. Abela did not want to hear any further. Because if he heard it, then it was hard for him to get close to Calix again.

Calix will be very useful for him to achieve the goal. The magic power and mana in large numbers that he put down on Calix. Will be able to help Armand to destroy his original body.

"As I expected, you understand the contents of my head" Calix murmured.

Abela forced her smile. He wanted this conversation to be over soon. But he doesn't have a reason strong enough to make Calix leave. At a time like this Abela wished for Armand to come suddenly.

And maybe Abela's prayer was granted right then and there. Someone knocked on his bedroom door. And the waiter told Abela who was coming.

"Count Armano is at the door" said the waiter a little nervously.

"Bastian? Tell him to come in" Abela told her servant.

Bastian entered Abela's room and saluted Calix.

"I didn't know that your Majesty was here" Bastian said politely.

"I heard the King gave you the title. So now instead of calling you young master, I should get used to calling you Count." Calix answered Bastian.

"You may call me anything noble" replied Bastian.

Bastian's view turned to Abela. Last night, he didn't focus on Abela's face. All he did was beware of what Orlando might do to Abela or vice versa.

"Mom looks paler. Didn't you eat enough?" bastian asked, slightly making Abela surprised by the mother's call.

"All the food I eat is bland. Maybe it's because my body isn't okay." Abela tried to look ordinary when she answered Bastian. However, the boy had tried not to arouse suspicion in Calix about their relationship.

"Mom want to eat something sweet? I'll prepare it if I want to" Bastian bargained.

"Alright, bring me if you visit again next time," said Abela, a sad smile on her pale face.

Abela knew what Bastian was saying was just pretend. Maybe that makes him a little sad. Talking to the boy was fun.

"I can bring it to Madam" Calix said suddenly.

Abela raised her eyebrows, looking at Calix whose face was blushing again. Apparently he didn't realize he had said that. Did yamg encourage him to say something embarrassing? Like grabbing Abela's attention.

Abela laughed softly at Calix's clumsy expression. His laughter came to a halt as he saw Bastian staring at Calix sharply.

"Your majesty doesn't bother to do that" said Bastian with a twitching corner of his lips. Clearly looks upset.

"No Count, today I did not even bring anything, I was too worried and wanted to quickly see the madam situation," Calix replied.

They looked very childish in Abela's eyes. Abela rolled her eyes. One was his descendant was almost thirty years old. One was her 'lover' child who was only sixteen years old.

Abela held back her smile, she looked at Bastian's annoyed face. Switch to Calix's disturbed face.

"Duke Estonia ..." call Abela Iirih.

"Yes Madam?" calix asked, a little too excited. Making him awkwardly make a small coughing sound.

"I hope you don't mind leaving me and my son, I want to tell him something" Abela said.

"Madam's son?" calix murmured with close lips.

Abela still maintained her smile.

"Yes ... My son, Bastian."

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