In the square, an old woman was kneeling facing the gate, held captive by the knights.
The old woman's family cried and clung to the knights.
"She's my mother! Please spare her! If it's punishment, I'll take it! Please...!"
The old woman's son knelt before the knight and begged, and the daughter-in-law burst into tears and appealed.
“I should have taken better care of my mother, but it was my fault. She’s sick, that’s why she’s like this!”
Even the little child cried and begged the knight.
“Please let go of my grandmother...! Ugh...!”
The knights also felt sorry for such a family, but they had no choice but to turn away from them.
People who had come to receive food and witnessed the scene did not return home but gathered in a crowd in the square.
They pointed their fingers at the castle, accusing Chloe of forcing the poor old woman to kneel on the cold stone floor.
“The Princess of Arrental is truly merciless!”
“Are you telling the old woman to die? What are you talking about?”
“Oh my, what can I do about that poor family?”
Although she was stopped midway, it was the old woman who attacked first anyway.
However, Chloe, who was already hated, was protecting the old man, and they were busy cursing Chloe.
That was when.
The gate opened, and two knights rode out.
People swallowed nervously, wondering what orders the knights had received.
“If it were our Prince, he would have asked for forgiveness.”
“Didn’t the Prince stop her?”
Everyone just hoped that Callius would stop Chloe.
The knight told his fellow knights.
“Release the old woman!”
Everyone in the square who heard those words believed that the Prince who cared for the people had done a good job of solving this problem.
But instead of saying, “My lord’s orders!” the knights who came out of the castle said something unexpected.
“It is the Marchioness’s order!”
Then, the knights added loudly, even though no one had asked them to, out of consideration for the crowd.
“As soon as the Marchioness woke up, she told us not to punish the old woman and to let her go.”
In an instant, the square became quiet.
The square, which had been filled with accusations directed at Chloe, became as quiet as a mouse.
The knights dismounted, lifted the old woman up, and returned her to her family.
The old woman's family bowed to the castle and expressed their gratitude.
“Oh my, thank you! Thank you, Marchioness!”
They cried out for a long time, shedding tears of relief, even though they knew that no matter how much they shouted, it would not reach Chloe.
Meanwhile, the old woman, still not in her right mind, was struggling to shake off the arms and legs of the people who were trying to grab her.
"You bitch! Where have you been, you bitch! You took my youngest son's life, and you dare come here! You've come to find your place to die, you bitch!"
The old woman struggled without even realizing who she was cursing or what favor she had received.
The square was filled with the old woman's condemnation of Chloe and the cries of thanks from her family.
“...”
“...”
People were speechless at the sight.
In their hands and on their shoulders, they carried sacks full of grain, which Chloe had told them to distribute to the people.
It was food to survive the winter.
This would help many people avoid starvation and survive the harsh winter.
People felt the weight of the sacks of wheat and barley they were carrying.
It was the weight of grace.
Chloe showed mercy to the people who did not welcome her and forgave the old woman who tried to harm her.
"Greatness."
“Ahem...”
Here and there, coughs could be heard, and they were nable to overcome their embarrassment.
Many people still realize this when they see the old woman causing a commotion.
That they are no different from that old woman with dementia.
Didn't they, like the old woman, only suspect and criticize the harsh person while leaving the one who hurt them alone?
Like that old woman, they did not realize that they had received a favor and instead looked at Chloe, who was trying to take care of the people herself, with a cold glare.
Even among them, there were still many who could not read the mood and criticized Chloe.
“Tsk tsk, you should have let the old woman go a long time ago. Why are you dragging your feet like this? What on earth has the Princess been doing?”
The wife nudged her husband in the ribs with her elbow as he criticized Chloe like that.
“Stop it, you. You saw her lose consciousness and get carried away.”
"Yes! I watched the whole thing from the beginning, and the old woman didn't even touch a single hair on the Princess's head. It was all an act, an act!"
"Oh, stop it! Everything's been resolved, so why are you whining? Let's just go home."
“Why are you so angry?”
“Oh, come on!”
The wife dragged her oblivious husband home.
The people gathered in the square, led by them, dispersed one by one.
Even though they returned with a full load of food, they couldn't help but feel happy.
Chloe smiled slightly as she heard the report that the old woman had been returned safely.
"Thank god."
But her expression quickly darkened again.
Callius asked worriedly.
“Is there anything still on your mind?”
Her expression looked very sad.
Chloe asked, looking up at the ceiling.
“You said it was hard for southerners to endure the cold of Ronheim.”
“Yes. It’s not just Chloe who’s having a hard time.”
“But neither Lamia, who came from the south with me, nor the other maids sent by Kavala had it as hard as I did.”
She blinked her eyes rapidly several times.
It seemed like she was holding back tears.
“It’s only me who is like this.”
“...”
“Will I be able to adapt to the cold of Ronheim?”
She tried to hold it back, but tears welled up in her eyes.
“I don’t want to leave Ronheim. I don’t want to go back.”
She pulled her arm out from under the blanket and grabbed Callius's hand.
It was such a weak force.
Chloe's hand, placed on Callius's, looked like some kind of withered plant root.
“Will I be able to adapt to Ronheim?”
Her eyes were filled with fear.
While Callius hesitated for a moment, speechless, unsure of what to say, Chloe made a stubborn expression.
“If by any chance I don’t adapt, if anything happens, just let me stay here.”
Callius felt sorry for Chloe's determined gaze.
“You will be able to adapt.”
He carefully took Chloe's hand.
Her hands felt like they would break if he applied just the slightest force.
“I'll definitely find a way. Don't worry too much.”
“Really? Is that possible?”
"Yes."
Only then did Chloe look relieved, her expression becoming much more relaxed.
“Thank you for saying that.”
She smiled with tears in her eyes.
After that, Chloe couldn't get out of bed for a while.
She was so weak that she could hardly stand for even a moment.
So she had to lie still in the room.
Callius now put everything aside and searched for a way to stop the curse.
Be checked Ilya's records again, which he had carefully examined, and he also searched and read through records from much further back.
Meanwhile, the annoying time continued to pass without stopping.
Chef Latina, determined to keep Chloe eating every last bite, prepared a new dish every day, sparing no expense in using the finest ingredients. All of the dishes were easy to digest.
Even when it wasn't mealtime, she would bring the food she had made herself and feed it to Chloe every hour.
“Just one more bite. Just one more bite.”
Even Chloe, who said she had no appetite when Latina tried so hard, kept going until the end.
“This is not food, it is love, so you can eat it.”
But despite all her efforts, Chloe's energy continued to decline day by day, causing disappointment to those who wished her a speedy recovery.
I struggled for several days with the cold that felt like my heart was freezing.
Although my body was tired, mentally I was happier than ever.
Because many people were worried about me and took good care of me.
I was having the most love-filled day of my life.
“I feel bad for worrying the people around me, but being sick isn’t always a bad thing.”
I said something like that without thinking and got scolded by Lamia.
But I meant it.
I liked the affection and attention given to me.
The outpouring of love was so sweet to me that I thought it would be okay to die right now if I had to die like this.
Time passed by so quickly in many ways.
All the while, my mind was filled with thoughts about the blonde woman I had seen in the square.
'She was clearly Kavala's close maid. Could it be that Kavala has come to Ronheim?'
When I finally got some energy, I called Alex and asked him about her.
"Sir Alex, I saw a blonde woman in the square the day I fell. She was talking to one of the knights. Do you happen to know who it was?"
I asked Alex, who was next to me that day, wondering if he had seen her, and surprisingly, Alex answered very easily.
“Oh, are you talking about Andrew’s sister, Hillen?”
The old woman's family cried and clung to the knights.
"She's my mother! Please spare her! If it's punishment, I'll take it! Please...!"
The old woman's son knelt before the knight and begged, and the daughter-in-law burst into tears and appealed.
“I should have taken better care of my mother, but it was my fault. She’s sick, that’s why she’s like this!”
Even the little child cried and begged the knight.
“Please let go of my grandmother...! Ugh...!”
The knights also felt sorry for such a family, but they had no choice but to turn away from them.
People who had come to receive food and witnessed the scene did not return home but gathered in a crowd in the square.
They pointed their fingers at the castle, accusing Chloe of forcing the poor old woman to kneel on the cold stone floor.
“The Princess of Arrental is truly merciless!”
“Are you telling the old woman to die? What are you talking about?”
“Oh my, what can I do about that poor family?”
Although she was stopped midway, it was the old woman who attacked first anyway.
However, Chloe, who was already hated, was protecting the old man, and they were busy cursing Chloe.
That was when.
The gate opened, and two knights rode out.
People swallowed nervously, wondering what orders the knights had received.
“If it were our Prince, he would have asked for forgiveness.”
“Didn’t the Prince stop her?”
Everyone just hoped that Callius would stop Chloe.
The knight told his fellow knights.
“Release the old woman!”
Everyone in the square who heard those words believed that the Prince who cared for the people had done a good job of solving this problem.
But instead of saying, “My lord’s orders!” the knights who came out of the castle said something unexpected.
“It is the Marchioness’s order!”
Then, the knights added loudly, even though no one had asked them to, out of consideration for the crowd.
“As soon as the Marchioness woke up, she told us not to punish the old woman and to let her go.”
In an instant, the square became quiet.
The square, which had been filled with accusations directed at Chloe, became as quiet as a mouse.
The knights dismounted, lifted the old woman up, and returned her to her family.
The old woman's family bowed to the castle and expressed their gratitude.
“Oh my, thank you! Thank you, Marchioness!”
They cried out for a long time, shedding tears of relief, even though they knew that no matter how much they shouted, it would not reach Chloe.
Meanwhile, the old woman, still not in her right mind, was struggling to shake off the arms and legs of the people who were trying to grab her.
"You bitch! Where have you been, you bitch! You took my youngest son's life, and you dare come here! You've come to find your place to die, you bitch!"
The old woman struggled without even realizing who she was cursing or what favor she had received.
The square was filled with the old woman's condemnation of Chloe and the cries of thanks from her family.
“...”
“...”
People were speechless at the sight.
In their hands and on their shoulders, they carried sacks full of grain, which Chloe had told them to distribute to the people.
It was food to survive the winter.
This would help many people avoid starvation and survive the harsh winter.
People felt the weight of the sacks of wheat and barley they were carrying.
It was the weight of grace.
Chloe showed mercy to the people who did not welcome her and forgave the old woman who tried to harm her.
"Greatness."
“Ahem...”
Here and there, coughs could be heard, and they were nable to overcome their embarrassment.
Many people still realize this when they see the old woman causing a commotion.
That they are no different from that old woman with dementia.
Didn't they, like the old woman, only suspect and criticize the harsh person while leaving the one who hurt them alone?
Like that old woman, they did not realize that they had received a favor and instead looked at Chloe, who was trying to take care of the people herself, with a cold glare.
Even among them, there were still many who could not read the mood and criticized Chloe.
“Tsk tsk, you should have let the old woman go a long time ago. Why are you dragging your feet like this? What on earth has the Princess been doing?”
The wife nudged her husband in the ribs with her elbow as he criticized Chloe like that.
“Stop it, you. You saw her lose consciousness and get carried away.”
"Yes! I watched the whole thing from the beginning, and the old woman didn't even touch a single hair on the Princess's head. It was all an act, an act!"
"Oh, stop it! Everything's been resolved, so why are you whining? Let's just go home."
“Why are you so angry?”
“Oh, come on!”
The wife dragged her oblivious husband home.
The people gathered in the square, led by them, dispersed one by one.
Even though they returned with a full load of food, they couldn't help but feel happy.
***
Chloe smiled slightly as she heard the report that the old woman had been returned safely.
"Thank god."
But her expression quickly darkened again.
Callius asked worriedly.
“Is there anything still on your mind?”
Her expression looked very sad.
Chloe asked, looking up at the ceiling.
“You said it was hard for southerners to endure the cold of Ronheim.”
“Yes. It’s not just Chloe who’s having a hard time.”
“But neither Lamia, who came from the south with me, nor the other maids sent by Kavala had it as hard as I did.”
She blinked her eyes rapidly several times.
It seemed like she was holding back tears.
“It’s only me who is like this.”
“...”
“Will I be able to adapt to the cold of Ronheim?”
She tried to hold it back, but tears welled up in her eyes.
“I don’t want to leave Ronheim. I don’t want to go back.”
She pulled her arm out from under the blanket and grabbed Callius's hand.
It was such a weak force.
Chloe's hand, placed on Callius's, looked like some kind of withered plant root.
“Will I be able to adapt to Ronheim?”
Her eyes were filled with fear.
While Callius hesitated for a moment, speechless, unsure of what to say, Chloe made a stubborn expression.
“If by any chance I don’t adapt, if anything happens, just let me stay here.”
Callius felt sorry for Chloe's determined gaze.
“You will be able to adapt.”
He carefully took Chloe's hand.
Her hands felt like they would break if he applied just the slightest force.
“I'll definitely find a way. Don't worry too much.”
“Really? Is that possible?”
"Yes."
Only then did Chloe look relieved, her expression becoming much more relaxed.
“Thank you for saying that.”
She smiled with tears in her eyes.
***
After that, Chloe couldn't get out of bed for a while.
She was so weak that she could hardly stand for even a moment.
So she had to lie still in the room.
Callius now put everything aside and searched for a way to stop the curse.
Be checked Ilya's records again, which he had carefully examined, and he also searched and read through records from much further back.
Meanwhile, the annoying time continued to pass without stopping.
Chef Latina, determined to keep Chloe eating every last bite, prepared a new dish every day, sparing no expense in using the finest ingredients. All of the dishes were easy to digest.
Even when it wasn't mealtime, she would bring the food she had made herself and feed it to Chloe every hour.
“Just one more bite. Just one more bite.”
Even Chloe, who said she had no appetite when Latina tried so hard, kept going until the end.
“This is not food, it is love, so you can eat it.”
But despite all her efforts, Chloe's energy continued to decline day by day, causing disappointment to those who wished her a speedy recovery.
***
I struggled for several days with the cold that felt like my heart was freezing.
Although my body was tired, mentally I was happier than ever.
Because many people were worried about me and took good care of me.
I was having the most love-filled day of my life.
“I feel bad for worrying the people around me, but being sick isn’t always a bad thing.”
I said something like that without thinking and got scolded by Lamia.
But I meant it.
I liked the affection and attention given to me.
The outpouring of love was so sweet to me that I thought it would be okay to die right now if I had to die like this.
Time passed by so quickly in many ways.
All the while, my mind was filled with thoughts about the blonde woman I had seen in the square.
'She was clearly Kavala's close maid. Could it be that Kavala has come to Ronheim?'
When I finally got some energy, I called Alex and asked him about her.
"Sir Alex, I saw a blonde woman in the square the day I fell. She was talking to one of the knights. Do you happen to know who it was?"
I asked Alex, who was next to me that day, wondering if he had seen her, and surprisingly, Alex answered very easily.
“Oh, are you talking about Andrew’s sister, Hillen?”
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