How to Tame My Beastly Husband — Chapter 237. Pink Tulip

“Excuse me for coming at this hour,” Railin said with a charming smile. “May I come in for a moment?”

Annette’s hand went involuntarily to her forehead. Didn’t he know how to enter a room normally? He defied convention so often, it almost seemed like he was deliberately mocking any expectation of propriety.

He was a very strange person.

Even the branch he was sitting on was too thin for his weight, and looked as if it might snap any moment. But as Annette looked at his face glowing in the dark, he looked as calm as if he were sitting on the ground.

The winter nights were very cold. The Crown Prince’s face had been icy cold when he arrived, but Railin, dressed only in a thin blue coat, showed no sign of chill. Even his breath did not puff white when he exhaled, like any other human being.

Annette shrugged to herself. She shouldn’t wonder whether he was a wizard or anything else; their relationship was strictly business. All that mattered was that he had finished his job.

She pushed the window partway open.

“I’m sorry, Railin. This is a private space for my husband, so I can’t allow you to come in. But you can talk from where you are, can’t you?”

“Such a sweet face to speak such cold words,” he sighed. “That is another talent.”

Railin walked to the end of the slender branch and stretched out his hands to her, enticing as if he were a wicked sorcerer tempting out the innocent princess. In his fingers was a pink tulip exactly the same shade as Annette’s eyes. He smiled.

“I understand. I came unannounced.”

“Thank you, Railin.”

He offered a slight bow, and his eyes narrowed as he looked at her, as if he were seeing her for the first time all over again.

“I don’t know if you remember,” he said. “But you told me you planned to go to Osland, one day.”

“I certainly haven’t forgotten,” Annette said lightly, though it was a subject she hadn’t thought about for some time. She had planned to leave after she had accomplished a few things in Deltium, beginning with proving her innocence. That was the whole reason she had begun to unravel the conspiracy.

“And now you have done everything?” Railin asked, smiling.

“Yes.”

There was no need for her to lie.

She had received an official letter from the royal family after the incident at Raphael’s banquet, including an apology for the incident. It clearly stated that both Annette and Celestine were innocent victims.

In her second life, Annette had finally been able to clear her name.

“It’s been a very long road,” she said, with a full, beautiful smile.