At the same time, I realized.
That my plan to escape the palace had failed.
I clenched my fists silently.
What happens now?
In this situation where the ringleader of the rebellion was caught trying to escape, I had no idea what kind of excuse I should make.
I carefully observed the two people.
'But the atmosphere isn't as bad as I thought?'
Contrary to my fears, the situation did not seem so hopeless.
Because of that, I hesitated for a long time, asking the question I had been hesitating to ask.
“...What happened to that maid?”
Of course, I regretted bringing it up so much.
A cold silence hung between the three of us.
It was when I was rolling my eyes in the air that had become uncontrollably heavy.
Jenna spoke first.
“Forget about that maid, she is no longer a topic for you to worry about, young lady.”
“...”
I hung my head, not knowing what to say in response to that.
Jenna, seeing my pale face, hugged me and tried to lighten the mood.
“You must have had a hard time. You were in pain but couldn’t speak. But don’t worry anymore. Lord Carsis has returned, right? Lord Carsis will heal you now.”
“Are I sick...? Me?”
“Yes. So don’t worry anymore. With Carsis’ healing power, you’ll get better in no time.”
'Healing power?'
What does that mean? Does it mean that Carsis can heal people?
My head was all tangled up like a tangled ball of yarn.
So much so that I don't know where to start.
And at that moment.
Memories of the past flashed through her mind.
'That's right, even back then, the wound definitely healed after Carsis licked it.'
I remembered the day I came back from watching the dog fights and the man licking my injured palm.
I looked at Carsis, who was adjusting my clothes nonchalantly.
Red eyes that still feel unfamiliar.
Although his hair wasn't golden, his eyes were an unmistakable royal characteristic.
'Is it possible that the special power passed down from the royal family is the power of healing...?'
Carsis exhaled softly as he looked at me, who had my mouth tightly shut.
Then he stroked my head.
“Everything will be okay in time. Until then, just stay here and be quiet.”
The hand that was stroking my hair moved away.
“Yes, Miss. Get some rest. I’ll be back tomorrow morning.”
Jenna greeted us brightly, oblivious to the strange current flowing between us.
And then I followed Carsis out of the room.
Bam.
So the door is closed.
The room that we had left in an instant suddenly became quiet.
So much had happened in such a short period that I couldn't think straight.
“Haa... What the heck happened... Huh?”
It was when I, sighing at the stifling reality, ran my hand through my hair.
I felt a heavy pressure on my wrist, accompanied by an unpleasant clicking sound.
I noticed something strange and lowered my gaze.
"What's this...?"
What was fastened to my wrists were shackles.
It's that dream again.
A dream of looking at an endless flame.
In my dream, I was watching the fire engulfing the mansion, and I was shedding tears incessantly.
But this time something was a little different.
A woman was coming towards me through the flames.
'Who is it?'
The woman approaching with her dark green hair fluttering was smiling at me.
But, why? I felt a strange sense of familiarity in the face of the strange woman.
And that moment when I found the reason for that familiarity.
The woman spoke to me.
"Bellona."
At the same time, I jumped out of bed.
I, who was breathing heavily, muttered.
“What is that...? That dream.”
It was the first time I saw her. No, was it really the first time I saw her?
What did that woman's face look like...?
The woman's face, which had been clear until I opened my eyes, became blurry.
"Ha..."
It was when I was holding my hair with a strange, inexplicable feeling.
Jenna came inside with the sound of a lock being picked.
She came in with a bright smile, pulling a trolley full of food.
“Did you sleep well, Miss? Today we have a soft omelet and pumpkin soup.”
Meals that always come at regular times.
“You like pumpkin soup, right? I asked the chef to make it extra delicious today. After you finish it, I’ll help you take a bath.”
Bath time comes after the meal.
I, who had been watching Jenna place the dishes on the table, turned my gaze and looked around.
From ornate ceiling paintings to furniture studded with diamonds.
It was a room so extravagant that it couldn't even be compared to before.
Where on earth do they get all that extravagant furniture that leaves people breathless?
I clicked my tongue internally and approached the table in the center.
On the surface, it seemed like there was no problem at all.
Because it was a series of peaceful days spent in a fancy room that everyone envied, eating delicious food every day.
But.
“Thank you, Jenna. But instead of taking a bath, I want to go for a walk outside. I want to get some fresh air, and...”
Bang.
But before I could finish speaking, Jenna placed the vase she had brought with the food on the table with a loud clank.
“Aren’t the flowers really pretty? The daffodils in the garden are blooming so beautifully that I picked some to show you.”
“...”
Whenever I asked for something that couldn't be done in this room, like wanting to go outside, Jenna would change the subject like that.
As if she had never heard of such a request in the first place.
But other than that, she granted any request.
Things I need, things I want to eat, things I want to wear, etc.
All you had to do was ask for what you wanted and it would be there by your bedside the next day, just like Santa Claus.
'Is this the comfortable confinement I've only heard of? ...Is this what it is?'
It's already been two weeks since I started living this life.
At first, I felt frustrated and even depressed.
But they say humans are animals of adaptation.
Amazingly, after about a week, I didn't think about it at all.
'Well, it's a little stuffy, but...'
Because it's better than dying.
The confinement conditions aren't that bad.
Moreover, after I had been quiet for a few days, the chains that had been binding my wrists were taken off.
Even though it may be difficult right now, if I just stay quiet like this for a few days, I will definitely be able to go for a walk in the garden.
If I go further, I will be able to roam freely within the palace.
It's unclear what Carsis said to Jenna, but for some reason, Jenna thought I had a serious illness.
For a while, I denied being sick. Thanks to that, Jenna didn't seem to ask me about my past, so she just accepted the fact that I was sick and got along.
‘It’s not like my body is tired or anything...’
Although I felt like a doll trapped in a fancy house, I endured it by keeping my positive mind going.
Now, what should I say, I feel a little bit liberated.
Only a limited number of people could enter this room.
Just a few maids, including Jenna, and Carsis.
But the other maids, except for Jenna and Carsis, couldn't even converse with me.
Is it because they can't speak or because they don't speak?
No matter how many times I asked them questions, they just remained silent.
'It must be because of Melanie.'
Because I got caught running away with that maid.
It could have been an attempt to prevent something like that.
Meanwhile, Jenna put the flowers she had brought separately into a vase.
“Instead of not being able to go for a walk, I’ll go outside and pick some more flowers. It’ll make it feel like you’re in a garden.”
That my plan to escape the palace had failed.
I clenched my fists silently.
What happens now?
In this situation where the ringleader of the rebellion was caught trying to escape, I had no idea what kind of excuse I should make.
I carefully observed the two people.
'But the atmosphere isn't as bad as I thought?'
Contrary to my fears, the situation did not seem so hopeless.
Because of that, I hesitated for a long time, asking the question I had been hesitating to ask.
“...What happened to that maid?”
Of course, I regretted bringing it up so much.
A cold silence hung between the three of us.
It was when I was rolling my eyes in the air that had become uncontrollably heavy.
Jenna spoke first.
“Forget about that maid, she is no longer a topic for you to worry about, young lady.”
“...”
I hung my head, not knowing what to say in response to that.
Jenna, seeing my pale face, hugged me and tried to lighten the mood.
“You must have had a hard time. You were in pain but couldn’t speak. But don’t worry anymore. Lord Carsis has returned, right? Lord Carsis will heal you now.”
“Are I sick...? Me?”
“Yes. So don’t worry anymore. With Carsis’ healing power, you’ll get better in no time.”
'Healing power?'
What does that mean? Does it mean that Carsis can heal people?
My head was all tangled up like a tangled ball of yarn.
So much so that I don't know where to start.
And at that moment.
Memories of the past flashed through her mind.
'That's right, even back then, the wound definitely healed after Carsis licked it.'
I remembered the day I came back from watching the dog fights and the man licking my injured palm.
I looked at Carsis, who was adjusting my clothes nonchalantly.
Red eyes that still feel unfamiliar.
Although his hair wasn't golden, his eyes were an unmistakable royal characteristic.
'Is it possible that the special power passed down from the royal family is the power of healing...?'
Carsis's past actions are starting to make sense, one by one.
The day the rebellion occurred.
And the sight of a man licking my injured foot.
And.
'That's why I got into a relationship with Deborah..'
I looked at Carsis with confused eyes.
As if asking me to explain this situation right now.
Carsis noticed my gaze and faced me.
“Jenna is right, Miss.”
Then he sat down on the bed where I was lying.
The bed tilted towards where KlCarsis was sitting.
“The young lady is sick now. So you need treatment.”
“Ha, but I don’t have any sore spots...”
But I couldn't continue speaking. I was frightened by the cold gaze of Carsis looking at me
The day the rebellion occurred.
And the sight of a man licking my injured foot.
And.
'That's why I got into a relationship with Deborah..'
I looked at Carsis with confused eyes.
As if asking me to explain this situation right now.
Carsis noticed my gaze and faced me.
“Jenna is right, Miss.”
Then he sat down on the bed where I was lying.
The bed tilted towards where KlCarsis was sitting.
“The young lady is sick now. So you need treatment.”
“Ha, but I don’t have any sore spots...”
But I couldn't continue speaking. I was frightened by the cold gaze of Carsis looking at me
Carsis exhaled softly as he looked at me, who had my mouth tightly shut.
Then he stroked my head.
“Everything will be okay in time. Until then, just stay here and be quiet.”
The hand that was stroking my hair moved away.
“Yes, Miss. Get some rest. I’ll be back tomorrow morning.”
Jenna greeted us brightly, oblivious to the strange current flowing between us.
And then I followed Carsis out of the room.
Bam.
So the door is closed.
The room that we had left in an instant suddenly became quiet.
So much had happened in such a short period that I couldn't think straight.
“Haa... What the heck happened... Huh?”
It was when I, sighing at the stifling reality, ran my hand through my hair.
I felt a heavy pressure on my wrist, accompanied by an unpleasant clicking sound.
I noticed something strange and lowered my gaze.
"What's this...?"
What was fastened to my wrists were shackles.
***
It's that dream again.
A dream of looking at an endless flame.
In my dream, I was watching the fire engulfing the mansion, and I was shedding tears incessantly.
But this time something was a little different.
A woman was coming towards me through the flames.
'Who is it?'
The woman approaching with her dark green hair fluttering was smiling at me.
But, why? I felt a strange sense of familiarity in the face of the strange woman.
And that moment when I found the reason for that familiarity.
The woman spoke to me.
"Bellona."
At the same time, I jumped out of bed.
I, who was breathing heavily, muttered.
“What is that...? That dream.”
It was the first time I saw her. No, was it really the first time I saw her?
What did that woman's face look like...?
The woman's face, which had been clear until I opened my eyes, became blurry.
"Ha..."
It was when I was holding my hair with a strange, inexplicable feeling.
Jenna came inside with the sound of a lock being picked.
She came in with a bright smile, pulling a trolley full of food.
“Did you sleep well, Miss? Today we have a soft omelet and pumpkin soup.”
Meals that always come at regular times.
“You like pumpkin soup, right? I asked the chef to make it extra delicious today. After you finish it, I’ll help you take a bath.”
Bath time comes after the meal.
I, who had been watching Jenna place the dishes on the table, turned my gaze and looked around.
From ornate ceiling paintings to furniture studded with diamonds.
It was a room so extravagant that it couldn't even be compared to before.
Where on earth do they get all that extravagant furniture that leaves people breathless?
I clicked my tongue internally and approached the table in the center.
On the surface, it seemed like there was no problem at all.
Because it was a series of peaceful days spent in a fancy room that everyone envied, eating delicious food every day.
But.
“Thank you, Jenna. But instead of taking a bath, I want to go for a walk outside. I want to get some fresh air, and...”
Bang.
But before I could finish speaking, Jenna placed the vase she had brought with the food on the table with a loud clank.
“Aren’t the flowers really pretty? The daffodils in the garden are blooming so beautifully that I picked some to show you.”
“...”
Whenever I asked for something that couldn't be done in this room, like wanting to go outside, Jenna would change the subject like that.
As if she had never heard of such a request in the first place.
But other than that, she granted any request.
Things I need, things I want to eat, things I want to wear, etc.
All you had to do was ask for what you wanted and it would be there by your bedside the next day, just like Santa Claus.
'Is this the comfortable confinement I've only heard of? ...Is this what it is?'
It's already been two weeks since I started living this life.
At first, I felt frustrated and even depressed.
But they say humans are animals of adaptation.
Amazingly, after about a week, I didn't think about it at all.
'Well, it's a little stuffy, but...'
Because it's better than dying.
The confinement conditions aren't that bad.
Moreover, after I had been quiet for a few days, the chains that had been binding my wrists were taken off.
Even though it may be difficult right now, if I just stay quiet like this for a few days, I will definitely be able to go for a walk in the garden.
If I go further, I will be able to roam freely within the palace.
It's unclear what Carsis said to Jenna, but for some reason, Jenna thought I had a serious illness.
For a while, I denied being sick. Thanks to that, Jenna didn't seem to ask me about my past, so she just accepted the fact that I was sick and got along.
‘It’s not like my body is tired or anything...’
Although I felt like a doll trapped in a fancy house, I endured it by keeping my positive mind going.
Now, what should I say, I feel a little bit liberated.
Only a limited number of people could enter this room.
Just a few maids, including Jenna, and Carsis.
But the other maids, except for Jenna and Carsis, couldn't even converse with me.
Is it because they can't speak or because they don't speak?
No matter how many times I asked them questions, they just remained silent.
'It must be because of Melanie.'
Because I got caught running away with that maid.
It could have been an attempt to prevent something like that.
Meanwhile, Jenna put the flowers she had brought separately into a vase.
“Instead of not being able to go for a walk, I’ll go outside and pick some more flowers. It’ll make it feel like you’re in a garden.”
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