How much did she even cry while being within Ravenâs arms?
Her head was ringing as soon as she thought how she had no more tears left to shed. A dizzy spell had suddenly struck due to the fact that she was bawling her eyes out for quite a long time, but she eventually regained her senses once again.
When she barely opened her eyelids, the first thing that she could see was his thoroughly wet shoulder. Only then Molitia was able to think back upon herselfâobjectively.
âWhat the hell is this?â
No matter how reliable he wasâbut to cry like a child in his arms as such? She must have been quite unsightly. That single thought had immediately turned her complexion blue.
âHave you calmed down?â
His hands then carefully brushed against her red eyes. Raven didnât utter a single thing when she was crying for such a long time. In fact, he only patted her back gently with that big hand of his.
Molitia paused before she tried to open her mouth. Her throat had become so dry that she couldnât really speak with ease.
ââŚYes, Iâm fine.â
Her voice was barely uttered and it seemed to sound almost like an animalâs raspy growl. Even her cracked voice had fallen quite low.
She was soon attacked by a series of hiccups after saying just another small spoonful of words. Raven eventually let out a faint sigh.
âLetâs get you some water.â
Then, he intentionally rose to his feet while not making any fuss at all. Molitia immediately hung her head down in shame as she muttered under her breath.
It wasnât until she drank the water, which Raven had brought, that she finally felt calmer. Maybe it was due to the fact that she had been crying so much previously? Her tumultuous state of mind was gradually getting much lighter than before.
She believed that she could finally say it right now. Her lips then slowly parted as if she was already bewitched with a mind that seemed to readily divulge everything.
âActually, Lady Arjan Clemence had come for a visit just this afternoon.â
Ravenâs forehead instinctively frowned at the single utter of the word, Clemence. He immediately remembered Count Clemence, who had treated her terribly.
âWhy?â
âShe was just wondering how I was doing here. How well I live and even, how much was I abused.â
âWhat do you meanâwhat are you even talking about?â
Ravenâs eyes glinted ferociously.
âIs there anyone in the duchy whoâd dare give you a hard time?â
âRaven, calm down. The people in the duchy are as absolutely good as they can be.â
Molitia immediately grasped onto Ravenâs arms, which seemed to fling a punch anytime soon. Then, she gradually brought up a story, which she had never told him beforeâever so carefully.
ââŚIâm not feeling rather well, actually.â
Ravenâs actions immediately paused at that soft voice of hers.
âIt hurts when Iâm feeling down and Iâve always been stuck in bed along with a serious illnessâthus, making up most of my childhood memories. The symptoms have eased up recently, but my still sick body probably couldnât make it anywhere else.â
Her words, which had begun that way, briefly portrayed her bleak childhood. The moment went on to her long perpetuation in bed, her familyâs state of awareness and even towards the time when she tried to marry him all the while hiding her own ailing body.
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In contrast to Molitiaâs continuous calm speech, blood vessels seemed to have popped up on Ravenâs tight fist.
âThe Count of ClemenceâŚâ
Raven could no longer contain his wrath. His face had already changed from that of anger, which gradually became much more atrocious.
He felt like someone had already trampled on his face while smilingâas sly as a foxâright at that instant. It was even questionable to say that if he had twisted his face to the point that it was indistinguishable as it had been contorted relentlessly.
This petite body of hers, that tender heartâall had suffered terribly and that made him hurt just as bad. That was when his hand, which was already balled into a fist, had turned so white due to the lack of flowing blood.