The Prince's Revenge
02: Prince in a Novel

“See. She's so handsome?”

“Eh! Do you know Prince Egon in The Dark Prince? If it's real, he looks like that guy?”

Egon's striking figure like a famous artist managed to make a noise on the side of the city.

How not, his tall body looks very striking compared to most people around him. Her pale skin contrasted with the color of the dark sky above her. Her lips are red like apples. His hair was as black as a raven feather and his eye color was shining like jade stone. A perfect figure that may be difficult to find even in the entertainment world though.

Ever since they came out of Mysha's apartment, not only had one or two people tried to steal a glance at Egon. Some people were seen taking photos of Egon secretly.

Egon who realized that, initially tried not to care. However, the more they entered into the shopping area, the more aggressive they looked. Even the whispers that he should not have been able to hear, even more clearly pierced the ear.

“Can't we choose any clothes that are enough for me?” He said to Mysha who had seemed upset to choose clothes.

Yes, Egon is still in his royal uniform. Mysha was unable to borrow her clothes, as Egon's body was quite large. In fact, even Mysha's loosest clothes did not fit her. Therefore, shortly after Egon finished the novel ‘The Dark Prince,’ Mysha also invited Egon to the shopping center at that time, to buy some new clothes.

“Good noble,” Mysha replied in a slightly seductive tone. He quite understood, other than because Egon was uncomfortable with the gaze and speech that others had thrown at him, Egon also must have felt embarrassed for wearing unusual clothes in that place.

“If not wrong, I have warned you about calling ‘the noble’ to me,” Egon grumbled softly.

“Hehe!” Mysha just chuckled. “You know Egon, other than because of your flashy clothes, you do look very handsome. That's why they keep watching you,” he explained.

“Again, the novel ‘The Dark Prince’ is indeed on the rise. And your figure looks very...... ‘Egon,’ so it's natural that they are interested in you?” continued again.

Egon sighed, trying to accept his unfortunate fate. It was unthinkable to him that even in a foreign world, he managed to become the center of attention of the people around him.

***

After several shops they visited, Mysha finally managed to set the clothes that she would buy. He also did not forget to buy some underwear for Egon, although that made him a bit embarrassed because he had to determine the size. Fortunately, the staff there helped him to choose.

Seeing the many clothes Mysha bought, Egon felt bad for her. Plus, he didn't bring any money. Let alone that, the royal emblem brooch that is usually attached to his clothes is not there. Though he thought, he could sell it because it was made of pure gold.

“You don't have to feel burdened like that.. If you feel bad about what I give you, you can pay me whenever you want!” mysha said with a sincere smile that adorned her face.

Egon simply replied with a slow nod. In fact, rather than thinking of a way to pay Mysha, his mind is now, more fulfilled with the question, ‘how can a modern item in the form of a card, be a tool to transact?’

Egon, who had been trying to learn about life in the world of Mysha, had unknowingly returned to the room on the top floor, the apartment where Mysha lived.

***

“You took a shower first?” Mysha asked as she opened the denim jacket she was wearing.

“Oh yes! There is no bathtub! There is only a shower. Let me explain how,” Mysha walked towards the bathroom, guiding the Prince who was following behind her. He opened the door and told Egon to come inside.

“It's shower to remove water. You can take off the handle like this or—Egon!”

As Mysha removed the shower handle from her brace, Egon, curious about her tap knob, accidentally raised it. Mysha was shocked as cold water from the shower she was holding soaked her clothes and skin. He regretted not starting the water heater first.

“Sorry, I'm curious. You okay?” Egon asked with a worried tone.

He looked at the girl in front of him. The white crop tee shirt attached to the porch looks a little transparent because of the water that flushes it. He can also see a more minimal black clothes that are behind the shirt. Although he did not recognize the item, he could immediately guess its function.

“That's right, fortunately now is not winter” complained Mysha while thieving.

“Ehem,” Mysha cleared her throat loudly, making the man before her instantly turn her gaze upwards.

“I know you're curious about this breastplate right,” Mysha teased her, while her arm tried to cover the faint part of her brain exposed.

And sure enough, Egon was immediately aware of what he was doing. He immediately covered part of his reddened face with his hands as he turned his gaze toward the open bathroom door.

“Sorry, I didn't mean anything else.” he explained with regret.

“I know..” respond Mysha with a small smile.

“...”

“... So, can you get out? I'm going to take a shower.” Egon immediately lowered his hand, and moved from where he was standing.

“Ah, yes. Can I help you take off her shirt?” Asked Egon innocently.

The sun is no longer visible out there. However, the narrow room was hot just because of a stupid offer.

Mysha remembered, in the world where Egon lived, opening up the women's clothes was a very sacred thing. If a man offers that to a woman, it is tantamount to asking if the woman is pleased if she is marked as his.

“Ah, I have no other intention. You said yourself that you don't have a errand boy to help you. I thought, since I'm here, I can help you to open the corset you're wearing, or something.”.

“Egon.” Without seeming to care about the reason that Egon made, Mysha straightforwardly called out the name of the man.

“Ya?”

“Out.”

Mysha's face flushed. He did not stop thinking about his mind working too hard to think about Egon's offer.

*****

An hour had passed since Egon expelled Mysha from the bathroom. He sat waiting for Mysha in his room, while reopening the novel ‘The Dark Prince’ which was lying on the desk Mysha study.

Egon seems to still not believe this, even until now he still suspects Mysha, a tiny girl with fair skin like the sun, with brown eyes and round like hazelnuts. Her hair was brown like the color of her eyes, long unraveling and wavy, just like the look of a witch.

However, considering Mysha's sparkling eyes when dressing her up in strange clothes, and how she made jokes about herself, Egon's doubts were off guard. Plus, his expression was so honest when he offered to help her take off her shirt earlier, making her unsure, if a witch would be that good at her role.

‘Sial!’ It's in the heart.

“Egon?” Mysha's voice woke Egon from her mind. He turned to the source of the voice.

“Can you look towards the window first? I didn't bring anything.” Mysha just popped her head out from behind the bathroom door. The heat of the water and the air in the bathroom made her cheeks glow red. Her hair rolled up, revealing her neck and shoulders that were still slightly damp.

Egon, who was fascinated by what he saw, immediately turned his face back in the opposite direction. He immediately got up and moved without answering anything.

***

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