I Met the Male Lead in Prison
Chapter 99: It’s Time To Eat The Candy (2)

Chapter 99 – It’s Time To Eat The Candy (2)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: Dict Groiler and Eyeful Solstice

I then began to remember the events that’ve been unfolding today; the walls disappearing into thin air, the dark path opened up for us…

I was reeling at the continuous disturbances we’ve been encountering. And now, the path was disappearing this time, as the walls began to resurface as falling rocks, mending itself back together, finally concealing the hidden path we took.

I don’t know how this commotion would sound outside this cell right now, but…whether it would be a minuscule vibration or an evident earthquake, everything may have been detected.

And as of now, I had to do what I came here for as quickly as possible because I have no time left.

What I was trying to do was to make Ricdorian sick to prevent Archduke Harnim from visiting him in this prison.

Not long after, I looked up and faced him. I wanted to talk to the sensible side of him as much as possible. Soon, I reached out and grabbed him by the hem of his clothes.

“Listen carefully.” I said.

Ricdorian put his hands over my enclosed fists that were holding the hem of his shirt. Then, he tapped my hands lightly and slowly, observing them like a scientist looking at a specimen on a petri dish. He deliberately nodded his head afterwards.

“You always hold it like this. My clothes… you do it so well.” I added.

…where on earth did I learn this gesture? In a trice, I forgot the situation and was curious of what I was doing, but this was not what was relevant right now.

I looked awkwardly at my clenched hands and quickly raised my line of sight, looking straight into his eyes.

“I’m going to do a bad deed from now on. It doesn’t matter if you won’t forgive me.”

It’s been a long time since I’ve been hesitating whether to do this kind of thing or not. So I deliberately emphasized the words ‘bad deeds’ to Ricdorian, who was in his rational state right now. Because if he would say no, then I wouldn’t do it.

But things have changed. The earthquake or shaking just a while ago may have reached the people outside, especially the concerned officials, so it seemed like I have to go ahead and do it.

“Bad deed? What bad deed?” He asked and stared at me in silence.

The dim light of the torch painted a shadow on his nose. Then, I took something out of my pocket and held it out to him. And remembered the two things that Jair had given me.

One was the magic tool, an upgraded bracelet.

The other one is… “Candy?”

“Yes, it’s candy.”

It was a candy. I’d say it’s a special candy with an intricate spell of Jair’s magic. But Ricdorian didn’t have to know about that. All I needed to do was to make him eat this right now.

<Do you know any snack he wants?>

When Jair asked me that, I had no idea how he would cast the magic, and I never thought it would be casted on any of the snacks I would suggest. Of course, it was between cookies and candy for Ricdorian. As both were his favorites.

“Eat this candy.”

“What is this?”

“Just eat it.”

I pulled him and his knuckled hand. He’s definitely much bigger than me, but he’s drawn to me easily as if he was waiting for me to give him the snack.

“This candy will make you suffer if you eat it.” I wasn’t lying when I said those. After all, there was no need to deceive him or even reason out.

Not long after, I decided to pull him, but instead he came closer to me.

“Pain.” Ricdorian mumbled.

He was so close that I could hear his breath because he was standing right in front of me.

“Oh, aside from being sick…Will Iana stay with me?” He added.

I could feel my heart thumping wildly from the way our hands clasped with each other. He doesn’t look out of breath, despite the rigorous activity he’d done. He hadn’t even broken out in sweat either, rather, there was a pleasant scent wafting through, tickling my nose.

“Me…compliment me.” Ricdorian stated.

“Compliment?” I asked, not aware of his reason.

“I called you Iana, not master.” He said. And his breath has this pure fragrance that was no different from his other personalities. But as he spoke, there was a certain huskiness in his tone.

I felt strange, it was as if a little stick was piercing one side of my heart.

“If I eat that, will you stay with me?”

I gave him a relentless look but that didn’t make him tremble. And therefore, I nodded slowly. Then, his blue eyes grew a little bigger, and soon his irises were as deep as the sea.

“Really?”

“…yes, but only until you get better.” I answered.

Jair said this magic won’t make him sick for so long. In that case, I would have the right amount of time to nurse him until the day of my release. That’s what I thought.

But his face flashed a hint of disappointment. It was only for a short time, but I didn’t miss the chance to witness it.

“And then what?” He asked.

“I-Um” I stuttered.

I could feel his breath right in front of my lips.

“Are you leaving me?”

My hands trembled but it was quickly dwindled by the hand that was holding me, securing them, and keeping them from shaking. It was like he was pouring into me his strength through our intertwined hands. But this thing, it was too much for me to take. Yeah. That’s right. I just remembered one of his personalities.

I rolled my eyes and gave out a heavy sigh. I have to face him and tell him what he needs to hear. There was really no point in being untruthful.

“That’s right. I’m leaving.”

My release date was beyond my control. Because from the beginning, I said I was here for my family’s sins, not mine. Neither my admission nor my release was as I wanted, but the fact that I was going out of this prison was still very important for me.

“But I promise.”

I didn’t avoid his eyes. I kept looking at the deep azure pair of orbs in front of me, as if I wanted to float in them. However, I slowly turned my gaze into a cold glare, to make him think that I am being serious.

“I’m not leaving until you’re all better. I swear.”

This is also a matter of my responsibility. At the very least it was my decision to get myself involved with Ricdorian, and therefore I had to finish it. This was all because of my inquisitive personality. The smell of curiosity easily persuades me.

“I’ll be by your side.”

Ricdorian was thinking. He was taking his time looking downwards. Then he rolled his eyes at a slow pace.

“Well, fine.” He said.

The beast version, the rational side, and the adult side of him all had their childish facets. When I get satisfied, I used to smile the way he smiles right now. But my concern was that I couldn’t figure out what his curved lips meant at this moment.

Not long after, he conversed.

“Give it to me.”

“…okay.” I said those words slowly, holding out my hand, ready to give him the candy casted with magic.

“With your lips.”

“Okay… what?”

So taken aback by what he just said, I shot him an affronted look, but when I looked at him, I could tell he was serious. He looked at me intensely, lips pursed in expectation…

“With your lips. Feed me, Iana.”