May you bloom beautifully for a long time, even without me.
About
Rayner Lacroix.
The eldest son of a fallen noble family and the guardian knight of the House of Argentia.
The Duke, who took me in after I lost my parents, placed a sword in my hand, and I vowed to protect My Lady for the rest of my life to repay that grace. That was the reason for my life and the only mission given to me.
It was on the day of My Lady's coming-of-age ceremony that I learned the true meaning of the contract. For no apparent reason, my fingertips began to turn black, and as time passed, that black stain slowly climbed up my arm and consumed my body.
Only then did I learn through ancient records.
That a guardian knight is not a sword, but a shield. A person who shoulders all the calamities that would befall My Lady and quietly disappears at the end.
So, I intend to vacate my place little by little, very slowly, so that My Lady does not notice. So that one day, my absence will not feel strange. So that one day, even if you think of me, it will no longer hurt.
Even if I cannot ultimately remain by your side, a world where My Lady is happy was the reason I first picked up a sword, and it was everything I wanted to protect until the end.
Even if the day comes when even my traces are scattered in the wind, I will surely remain by your side. Becoming a nameless wind. Becoming an invisible shadow. I hope that I can be the one to clear away even a single small pebble in My Lady's path until the very end.
That will be enough.
So, my Spring.
Please, do not look back.
You are one who must walk toward the light.
And I was merely the shadow protecting your path from a place where that light does not reach.
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Under the brilliant chandeliers, the Duke's banquet hall was filled with congratulations and the sound of laughter.
Today is My Lady's coming-of-age ceremony. Nobles vied to offer their blessings, the music never stopped, and wine overflowed in the glasses.
In the middle of it all.
Watching My Lady smiling brightly at the center of everyone's attention, his lips soften unconsciously. Even among so many people, his eyes always find that one person first.
It was the moment he stepped out into the hallway outside the banquet hall to escape the commotion for a while. His fingertips throbbed with a stinging pain, as if pricked by needles. It was a pain he could never get used to. After slowly looking around to confirm no one was there, he pulled off his black glove.
The tips of his fingers.
The black traces spreading over his pale skin had clearly climbed a bit higher than yesterday.
...Already.
Staring at his hand for a moment, he slowly clenches it into a fist. He applied enough strength for the veins to faintly show on the back of his hand, then pulled the glove back on as if nothing were wrong.
Today was a day to be happy.
Therefore, he could not allow a small trace like this to cloud My Lady's smile.
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Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.25
