Hereditary Prince's Wife

Chapter 15

"Haha, If I buy it then doesn't mean that Randall bought it himself. The money I had was all Randall's. And it seems like making it yourself will make me more satisfied than buying it or having you guys make it. Wouldn't it look more sincere if I made it myself. Is my work so bad?", Zane replied with his still working hand to continue making the arm brace for Randall.

Randall had sent a letter informing him that he would be returning to Asa in a few days to report the military report to the Sovereign Prince and then would return to the border again so that Zane wanted to finish the arm brace he had made before Randall arrived. But he is also not sure that he will make a better and sturdier arm support than the one made by craftsmen even though he has used the highest quality animal skin. Zane has made several arm braces and he is not satisfied with the results and there are also exercise arm braces made of low-quality leather. He wanted to throw it away but also felt that it was a pity to throw it away but to give it to Randall was also impossible, to give it to another soldier he wasn't sure anyone wanted to so he could only keep it first.

"Young master, the one you made before is also very good. Especially this one, I'm sure the end result will be amazing. You are a very fast learner and your hands are very diligent, I am sure that young master Randall will like it very much", said the craftsman, who was half honest and half lying.

Zane knows that the product is not so good, but because the animal skin used is of the best quality, the result is not so bad. If he looks at it from afar, it is indeed quite good, but if he looks closely, then it can be seen that the craftsmanship is unskillful. But at least Zane is confident that his arm support will be strong enough to withstand punches and weights. Zane just looked at the craftsman and smiled and then nodded. The craftsman can only stare at Zane who is back focused on his work.

When the foliage on the tree had almost disappeared completely and the air had become very cold, Randall returned with his small company. Randall looked at the gates of the city of Asa that were wide open even though it was very late and the city gates should have been tightly closed. Perhaps it was because he had previously sent a letter if he would arrive today at night, so his father had told the guards to get ready to receive his arrival and open the gates for the Hereditary Prince. Randall, who was wearing his armor and also a fur coat, looked towards the gate and as if he was seeing a ghost, his face was filled with expressions that changed rapidly from shocked, fascinated, happy, and worried to the point that his expression was difficult for his subordinates who were watching him from the side to understand. Randall speeds up his horse which shocks his subordinates and joins in speeding up his horse because they think that there is something urgent and dangerous at the city gate so the Hereditary Prince speeds up his horse.

"What's wrong? What happened?" asked one of the soldiers who sped his horse after Randall to the other soldiers.

"I don't know?" replied another soldier who was also confused. They could only shake their heads at each other and follow their superiors until they reached the city gate.

Randall immediately dismounted from his horse and ran into a carriage parked on the side of the road. All the soldiers who followed Randall stopped their horses and were stunned to see Randall get into the carriage that was not knowing who was inside. They were all still riding their horses silently and squirming around the carriage as if there would be a criminal in it that they would have to catch.

"Hey, yo. What are you doing there?", asked Ival who came down from the top of the city gate and approached the soldiers who surrounded the carriage.

"General Ival!!", screamed the soldiers who seemed to find water in the desert.

Inside the carriage, Randall looked at Zane who was wearing Randall's fur coat and sat with a glass of hot tea in his hand. Randall sighed and asked, "What are you doing all night here?".

Zane, who had calmed his breath in shock at Randall who had suddenly jumped into the carriage and quickly enveloped his body with Randall's cold body wearing his armor, now stared at Randall for a moment before turning his gaze in the other direction. Zane said quietly, "Waiting for you to come home".

"Hah, you can just wait in your room. Winter is coming soon and the air at night is very cold, what if you get sick? And see you don't wear a proper coat either", said Randall who sighed again.

"Odessa isn't as cold as here, it's my thickest coat. After all, I had never left the room before so why did I have a thick coat for," said Zane who was clutching a tea cup that was still emitting warm smoke.

"...", Randall looked at Zane silently then put his hand on Zane's head and stroked Zane's hair which was hanging freely without any ties at all.

"I brought a lot of souvenirs from the border, I'll take them to the craftsman to make you some warm fur coats. In Asa it can be very cold in winter, so you should have a lot of thick coats. I'm sorry I didn't have time to notice that," said Randall who stroked Zane's hair and accidentally touched Zane's cheek.

Zane shuddered because Randall's hands felt so cold, it was only natural that Randall traveled on this very cold night without wearing a glove so that his hands felt like they were frozen. Zane took Randall's hand from his head and handed the still hot tea cup to Randall's hand and covered Randall's hand with his own hand, "Your hands are very cold, next time use a glove so it doesn't freeze like this".

"Hm, I'll do it next time", replied Randall who smiled softly until his dimples were visible.

Zane smiled for a moment before he changed his face, with a frowning face Zane said a little sarcastically, "Next time, don't leave without saying anything to me".

"Ah", Randall remembered when he went to the border after having just arrived in Asa.

"I'm sorry, I just don't want to disturb your sleep. Next time I promise to tell you first if I'm leaving. So, how are you doing? What are you doing while I'm gone?", Randall put down the tea cup that had lost its warmth and rubbed his hands until there was warmth in his palms and then took turns grasping Zane's hand with both hands.

"Not bad, not sick and eating well. You must have heard it", Zane replied briefly. He was a little embarrassed by Randall's treatment and a red hue was visible on his cheeks. "Am I gay now?", thought Zane who looked at Randall's handsome face.