Every Night, I Come To His Bedroom - Chapter 11
Every Night, I Come To His Bedroom Chapter 11
“Now, your hand—”
Hearing her speak in his ear, he reluctantly released his grip on her hand. This lady, of whom he was unaware of her name, age, or true appearance, had invaded his life too swiftly.
While he pondered her true appearance, two feelings he did not like to experience coexisted in his thoughts.
The lady he desired most closely resembled Ellie Miller. However, he was also aware that this lady was not Ellie Miller.
If somehow he discovered her actual nature, he will no longer be able to treat her as comfortably as he does today. Yes, I believed it would be best if I was unaware of her true appearance.
“I believe I now know a little bit.”
He glanced intently at the chessboard and grinned in response to her comments.
“Then should we proceed properly?”
The chess game went throughout the night. Obviously, with the exception of one match he rigged, she never won. Nonetheless, her abilities increased significantly overnight.
He opened his lips to speak with the lady who was resisting him fiercely.
“Consider carefully. With any luck, you’ll win this time.”
The moment he spoke those words, her blue eyes shone brilliantly. She took up a bishop while staring carefully at the chessboard, as if she had discovered the solution on her own.
At that time, her body vanished from his view instantly. He glanced outside and saw the sun shining brightly.
“Looks like it’s time to wake up.”
It was difficult to adjust to the sight of her vanishing before his eyes, despite the fact that he had observed it several times. He was exhausted from being unable to fall asleep all night, but he also felt sorrow.
I want to remain with her for a bit longer.
* * *
It was unfortunate that she kept her feelings.
‘I could have won this time around.’
Ellie grumbled in a quiet voice as she arose from her bed. Still,she felt anxious.
“Today you must be quite exhausted.”
I never expected to spend the night playing chess with him. Unlike herself, who was genuinely sleeping while she was in fairy form, he was likely quite exhausted.
Yesterday, he was in poor condition and very anxious that he was pushing himself too hard. After hastily preparing for work, she went to the duke’s mansion.
As soon as she arrived at the Duke’s mansion, she entered the assistant’s office and arranged the documents and mail for Duke Rufus.
The door was then knocked upon.
Dyuk the butler opened the door to the assistant office when she responded.
“You can brief the Duke after lunch, he also said to cancel all his morning appointments.”
It seems absurd to play chess all night long.
“Is he feeling poorly?”
At Ellie’s question, he shook his head.
“Seems like he didn’t get any sleep at all.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Oh… and he asked me to find a dessert store, do you know any?”
Ellie had a moment of concern in response to Dyuk’s query. I dislike sweets, thus I was susceptible to such information.
“I’ll phone the Aide and inquire. I believe the Aide understands that well.”
“Ah… sir Winston. It is true that he’ll know that… then please do so.”
Arthur often brought macarons, chocolates, or desserts to work with him. I don’t know much about desserts, but I recall that the items he purchased were pretty tasty.
After contacting Arthur to cancel Duke Rufus’ morning engagement, she phoned him to enquire about the dessert business.
As it transpired, Arthur was so delighted to tell Ellie about a popular dessert and sweets store that he knew of. She hanged up after thanking Arthur for promising her that he’ll get some sweets for her the following day.
But why does Duke Rufus want information on the dessert business all of a sudden? She was aware that he did not like sweet foods very much.
“Is there somewhere that he’ll give it as a gift?”
Whoever Duke Rufus would give such a present to was making Ellie a little jealous.
* * *
Duke Rufus, upon awakening for lunch, stretched and walked to the window. Then he saw Ellie Miller sitting on a bench while eating a sandwich and reading a book.
She was so engrossed in the book that she ate hardly no sandwiches and instead flipped through the pages. While she was reading a book, the picture of the lady who visited him every evening merged with her.
“You can’t let go of your regrets although knowing it’s a desire in vain.”
He could not help but quietly smirk. He turned, resisting the impulse to observe Ellie a bit longer.
A knock was heard on the bedroom door at that moment.
“Are you awake?”
He nodded in response to Dyuk’s question.
“Did I sleep a bit long?”
“You must have been quite exhausted.”
Raymond, unaware of his situation, grinned softly at Dyuk’s comments, who had spent the night playing chess.
“Should we provide food in the room?”
“Yes. I will wash up and while I do that, bring the food in my chamber.”
He exited the room and the Duke returned to the window. Ellie remained seated on the bench while reading a book. He often sees Ellie sitting on such a seat and reading a book.
It seems that he might request a book from Ellie for the lady who visits him every night. I had a hunch Ellie would be able to choose a book that fit her preferences.
He turned away once again and entered the restroom. When he emerged from the shower, the food was already served. He went to the workplace after a brief feast.
Since I had already squandered the morning napping, I could not afford to lose any more time. As I sat at my desk reading the newspaper after lunch, I heard a bang that sounded angry.
Ellie was really punctual. She arrived from the closed door with reports, documents, mails, and books.
“Thanks for taking care of my morning schedule.”
He addressed the lady in a kind manner as he lowered his head to meet her.
Her nice and quick response was returned. He received her documents and letters without comment.
“Oh, and a dessert business named Ertia is renowned today. The macarons and chocolate are really tasty.”
“Okay? Then I must go there. Well, what type of dessert do you like?”
As he flipped the papers over and inquired, she seemed rather bewildered.
“Oh, I have nothing noteworthy to conceal.”
“That is to say, I don’t have any specific preferences.”
She nodded her head hesitantly.
“Nonetheless, you seem to like the book quite a bit.”
“Yes, it is correct.”
“Can I ask you a favor? Go to the bookstore and pick up some good books. I’d like to ask you to pick books that you usually want to read or books that you enjoyed reading.”
“Purchase one more book so that you have one.”
At his comments, she shook her head rapidly.
“No. I’m fine. Then I will go immediately.”
It seems that she was very burdened by his gift to her. It was also quite similar to Ellie Miller. Raymond was familiar with her character, yet he couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry.
“I will leave Hans with you, so please enter the vehicle.”
“The books will be heavy, so place them in the vehicle.”
Ellie greeted him courteously before leaving the office. As he inspected the paperwork, he heaved a sigh.
* * *
While in the bookshop, Ellie also purchased a chess book for herself. She excitedly read a chess book after supper when she returned home from work.
She cleaned up and climbed into bed at 10:00 p.m. after examining some strategies she had not considered. As she fell asleep practically daily at the same time, she fell asleep promptly.
After awakening as a fairy on Duke Rufus’ fluffy bed, she opened her eyes widely to see the macarons, chocolates, and books she had purchased earlier in the day.
‘Perhaps this was a present for me.’
As he emerged from the restroom, he talked while drying his damp blonde hair with a towel.
“Yes. But what does it all mean?”
As he saw her inquire while pointing to the table, he grinned gently.
“Can you consume food? Why do you occasionally have food-related dreams?”
Ellie was unable to remove the items from the place, although they appeared edible. As he said, there were moments when I dreamed of eating.
“I have never attempted it, but I believe it is conceivable.”
“You can eat it, though I’m not sure if it’s to your liking.”
He indicated the macarons and chocolates on the table with his finger. Additionally, tea was made for her.
“Did you purchase this for me? The Duke doesn’t like sweets.”
“You really know me.”
While averting his eyes, she opened her lips while scrutinizing him.
“Everyone who loves the Duke must be aware of this, right?”
“I sense that something is amiss. I am not even aware of your name.”
Are you really curious about my genuine identity? Ellie stared at him hesitantly.
“You cannot be anxious. Because I have no plans to learn who you are just yet. There are some situations in which I am better at ease since I do not know who you are.”
At his comments, she exhaled a breath of relief.
“Do you like chocolate and macarons?”
“I don’t really have any specific preference.”
Unthinkingly, he wore a peculiar face in response to her comment.
“There are a few peculiar commonalities.”
His muted muttering was audible.