"My World Without You" Story Event: Silvio Ricci Chapter 3
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【 BENITOITE CASTLE: CORRIDOR 】
I was hastily making my way toward Emma’s room, when Carlo shouted in a strained voice.
Carlo: Please stop, Prince Silvio…!
Silvio: …
In the past two days, I’d return to her side after every business meeting.
It didn't matter how short my free time was, or how tight the schedule. I spent every possible second with her.
Carlo: I- I apologise. I know it is not my place to interfere, but…
Carlo: Even during the smallest of gaps between your official duties, you rush to see Lady Emma. You haven't rested at all.
Carlo: You barely sleep at night… and you’re not eating properly either.
Carlo: Please let yourself rest. Just this once.
Silvio: I told you I don't need rest.
(I don't give a damn about me right now.)
Carlo: But…
(... No matter who I’m talking to, it still just feels too quiet.)
I knew all too well that Emma was the only one who could fill that emptiness.
(As long as I get to hear your voice, I’d let you act however bratty you want.)
My fists tightened at the bitter feeling emerging in my heart.
Just then,—
???: Prince Silvio…!
Coming from the end of the corridor was the one voice I’d been dying to hear.
There she was.
Emma clung to a servant’s arm for support, walking toward me with unsteady steps.
Silvio: Emma…?
Emma: I just woke up a while ago, and then I…
Her voice went from my ears straight into the core of my heart, shattering the invisible dome of silence I’d been trapped in for days.
(... You’ve got to be kidding me. This is how she’s acting the second she wakes up?)
She tried to quicken her pace, beaming like she’d done something extraordinary—
I couldn't stop myself from running up to her and pulling her into my arms.
Emma: I am so sorry. You must've been worried sick.
Silvio: … You bet I was. Took you long enough to wake up.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at me — colour had returned to her cheeks, and her arms wrapped around me were warm.
(You’re really here.)
Alongside a deep sense of relief, another uncontrollable feeling surged in my chest — to cover it up, I scooped Emma up in my arms.
Emma: Whoa. What are you doing!?
Silvio: Shut up and don’t squirm around.
…
【 BENITOITE CASTLE: EMMA’S ROOM 】
Without another word, I carried her back to her room and laid her down on the bed.
Emma: H-Hang on.
Silvio: No complaints.
Emma: But I finally got out of bed! Isn't this putting me back to square one?
Silvio: You were in a coma. What idiot starts runnin’ around the second they wake up from a coma?
Emma: Sorry. I just wanted to see you as soon as possible…
Silvio: … This is exactly why I’m always saying there’s no telling what you’ll get up to.
Silvio: I know you ain't got bad intentions, but that’s not something you do fresh off the sickbed.
Emma: … You’re right.
(Still, that's so like you.)
Silvio: I’m calling the doctor to come see you right now. Don't you dare run off.
Emma: Promise I won’t. Thank you, Prince Silvio.
(Damn it. My face’s got a mind of its own or something.)
No matter how hard I tried to play it cool, my relief was stronger than my pride.
Emma: Why are you smiling, Prince Silvio?
Silvio: Ah? I ain’t.
Emma: You are, though?
Silvio: You’re seeing things.
Even something as foolish as this pointless bantering made my heart feel so full.
Emma's presence, her voice, her words — they added colour to my world, which would otherwise be dark and empty without her.
Emma: There's no way I’d mistake seeing that expression on the man I love!
Silvio: How are you not embarrassed to say that out loud!?
Emma: Of course I’m not! And more importantly, your smile just grew bigger!
Silvio: It didn't. Again, I'm NOT smiling.
Silvio: … Even if I am, there’s only one reason why.
I placed my hand atop Emma’s head.
Silvio: Welcome back, Emma.
I ruffled her hair, messing it up on purpose.
Emma’s face broke into the biggest, brightest, most beautiful smile.
That filled me with so much happiness, it felt like my heart was about to burst.
(You were the one who taught me—)
(— Even the most trivial conversations can soothe the heart, and there's a kind of love that will never let me feel thirsty again.)
(So you’d better bear this responsibility forever.)
(I won’t allow you to disappear on me ever again.)
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