"You did nothing wrong!"
Booung!
Lucrezia's right arm, riding on the acceleration, cut through the air at terrifying speed. Just before Sancha was beaten for the tenth time, Ariadne threw herself and stood in front of Sancha. The tenth falcon struck Ariadne on the shoulder instead of Sancha.
Puck!
It was a sharp pain, like being struck by lightning. The pungent sensation of her blows spread from her left shoulder all over her body. The moment Lucrezia's enrage right arm was raised high into the air again and she was preparing for the eleventh blow, she didn't like it at all, but at this moment a tearfully voice rang through the drawing room.
"No, what a mess this is!"
Cardinal de Mare has returned home. Cardinal de Mare strode into the parlor, fluttering his white cardinal's tunic.
"What are you like this!"
Lucrezia, trembling with fury like a demon, burst into tears when she saw Cardinal de Mare.
"You! Why are you coming now! Do you know what happened to me today?"
Appealing with tears, Lucrezia spoke word but word about how Queen Margaret had called her 'Miss de Rossi' today. how disgraceful it was, and what a bad bitch Queen Margaret had been. Cardinal de Mare patiently listened to her, then asked a question.
"Why is this maid being beaten and Ariadne hurt?"
"It's all because of these bitches!"
"Why did Queen Margaret invite you, and then call you 'Miss de Rossi?' Even if the maid did something wrong, did the Queen treat you so badly because of that maid?"
Lucrezia became mute for a while, then blushed again in anger.
"It's all because of you!"
"What?"
" I could have chosen anyone to marry! I could have been an ordinary aristocratic wife! But it's because I love you that I came to live with you like this, and because of you, I couldn't become a royal wife... You ruined me!'
Lucrezia was not a beauty capable of ruining a country, nor was she a noblewoman of a very noble lineage, and none of the nobles around her who interacted with her had husbands who were as good as Cardinal de Mare. It was a fair guess that Lucrezia was the wife of a country baron, most of the time she was the wife of a single knight, lawyer, or doctor. But Lucrezia's only talent was to make Cardinal de Mare believe that Lucrezia could have done better.
"Lucrezia, what are you saying?"
"I could have done much better, but who are you to ignore me..."
The pattern of quarrels between Cardinal de Mare and Lucrezia was obvious. Even if stabbed with a needle, it seemed that not a single drop of blood would come out, but even though it was Cardinal de Mare, Lucrezia's attack always collapsed. It was as if they were trapped in their youth, when the possibilities were endless.
Anyway, since the main character of the play has changed, it was tome for the existing character to step down. Ariadne took Sancha, leaving her parents. Even Arabella, who was curled up on the floor, took Ariadne's hands and left. Isabella, who noticed, was no longer there. Leaving the center of gravity at the bottom, walking backwards, leaving the drawing room and going through the hallway to the front door which seemed like thousand miles.
Arriving at her front door, Arabella, without even looking at her, dispersed and went into her room. Ariadne hurriedly dragged Sancha and ran up to the attic on the third floor.
"Sancha...!"
The clear light green eyes of the freckled girl, who had beaten all over her body, looked at Ariadne. Purple bruises were coming up from under the blue ink all over her. Ariadne couldn't stop her tears from flowing when she saw her appearance.
"Sancha.. Sancha... Why didn't you tell the truth? It's all my fault!"
Ariadne hugged Sancha and cried.
"You did nothing wrong!"
Sancha licked her fry lips and barely uttered a word.
"My Lady saved my life."
"What?"
"You are my life saver. I will pay it off. I will forever be in your side."
Ariadne brought Sancha not our of pure determination to save Sancha. She was trying to influence Maletta, and it only happened by accident. Although she begged Lucrezia to bring Sancha, she thought it was good or bad because she would have someone to keep Maletta in check and a maid to use.
However, after receiving such overflowing goodwill, love and blind faith, she felt ashamed of her actions. Ariadne stared blankly at Sancha. Sancha's clear eyes met Ariadne. At that moment, she decided to give back at least as much as she received.
"Sancha, I'm sorry...!"
Ariadne hugged Sancha tightly again.
"From now on, on the contrary, I will protect you forever. I won't let Maletta go her ways. We'll put it away so it can't threaten us again."
Ariadne felt a surge of emotion in her heart. Along with her sense of responsibility, there was a strange but omnipotent feeling at the same time. It was a feeling that she was not alone, that she was connected to others, that she had exert as much strength as two people and could protect them. It was more like a blind friendship than an ordinary friendship, like the love of her family that she hadn't receive since her mother passed away.
On Sancha's side, the intense emotion that filled her heart was an unconditional follow-up to the person who saved her life. One after another, her family died of poverty and starvation, and her biological sister, Maletta, betrayed her. All that was left of her life was Ariadne, her maiden who had come down from the sky and saved her. She was determined never to let her go.
As if red aura of Ariadne's left ring was dissatisfied, it writhed explosively as if swallowing Ariadne's white skin, then quickly subsided with the hugs of both of them.
***
The darkening of the bloody aura on the ring finger of her left hand wasn't just because of her mood, it was an objective fact. The last knuckle of the ring finger on her left hand, which seemed to be only slightly blushing, turned pink after yesterday's chaos, like a mosquito bite. As Ariadne continued to touch the ring finger of her left hand with one of her hands, Sancha added,
"If you keep touching the insect bites, it will only make it worse, but it won't make it any less itchy!"
Contrary to the first impression that Sancha looked like a kitten picked up from the street, her tongue was surprisingly spicy.
"Doesn't this look a bit larger?"
"How do your fingers grow in one day?"
Aside form her love for Ariadne, she was strict with the facts and enjoyed a fastball game. The two hanging out together in the attic on the third floor. After Maletta betrayed Ariadne, she went over to Isabella's side and didn't come back, and Ariadne didn't bother to look for Maletta. As Ariadne, she could not understand her at all, but as a result of her collective intelligence discussion with Sancha, who had been following Maletta since she was a child, Maletta was naturally short-sighted woman.
"That is not result of serious deliberation to bury the Young Lady. I just wanted to say something if I could avoid it because I was afraid of 'Miss Rossi' right away, and it was uncomfortable to be with me, so she must have blamed it on me?"
"Then why aren't you coming back after all that chaos?"
"Because it is fast. If you're stupid, you originally have animal sense. Otherwise, would I be still alive?"
And she was a very poisonous speaker.
"No, you are sisters, how are you so different?"
"She looks like her father."
Thinking of her dead father, a drunkard and gambler, Sancha wrinkled her nose.
"When I screamed, she just got rid of me and come down like ash as the only maid under the Lady, and she tried to monopolize herself and live happily, but after it was over, she noticed something strange, so she didn't come back and stayed there. She can bet money too."
"Huw much is your monthly salary?"
"That's what it says. Hi-hi."
The room that was shared with Maletta was naturally shared by Sancha alone. The other day, Isabella has severely rebuked Araidne.
"I don't like hindsight. My dad taught me. It's safe to cleanly eliminate all possibilities. Aren't you my dear sister?"
It seemed that Cardinal de Mare had been sitting with Isabella and teaching her the wisdom of life. Ariadne never learned any those things. But without the teachings of her parents, her fate gave her time, and Ariadne taught herself by her experience, given by the time. Her destiny was guiding her. She had plenty of time to learn.
This time, she decided to clean up her aftermath. Even though she knew from her previous life that her buds were yellow, she was wrong to try to embrace Maletta. Ariadne made up her mind that she had become uncomfortable with her, and that when she had the chance, she woulf have to get rid of Maletta forever.
However, there is always a time for her revenge, so Ariadne decided to let Maletta go free. Her befitting catastrophe was soon to return. With no one to monitor Sancha's whereabout and what she was going, the two spent their time glued together like chewing gum, except when Ariadne, along with her two other sisters, were being taught by a tutor. Lucrezia suffered a convulsive seizure once, but did not punish Ariande and Sancha.
"You mean 'Miss Rossi.' Would you consider yourself to be a no-nonsense personality?"
Thank to Queen Margaret, Lucrezia's nickname became 'Miss Rossi."
"Won't you? If I want something I want to say, I say it in front of you. I'm nit petty. I have a cool personality. People do this."
Sancha pretended to vomit.
"It would be nice if only people like myself were gathered together and locked up in a tower or something. The will try to tear each other to death with their bare hands in a week."
Smart.
After having fun talking about the hostess behind her back, the two of them were startled by the sound of a knock outside and fell silent like wild squirrels caught by people.
"Miss Ariadne, the tutor is here."
The one who knocked was one of Isabella's maids. It was time for her to learn Latin and Gallic with Isabella and Arabella.
"Sancha, I'll be back!"
Ariadne left the mountain cart behind and followed Isabella's maid down to the girl's parlor on the second floor. Ariadne's room was in the corner of the third floor, so she rarely came down to the second floor where her family lived except for mealtimes. As she walked along her corridors, she heard Lucrezia's shrill voice from Cardinal de Mare's parlor.
"Do I really need to bring him here?"
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