I lightly stroked the burn scarred area of Kiverinâs hand with my fingertips.
âDoesnât it hurt?â
âIt-it doesnât hurt.â
How did Kiverin get burns?
I pondered over the contents of the novel and then stopped.
Should I just ask Kivrin directly?
âCan I ask why you get hurt?â
âBe-because Iâm a monster, thatâs why I got hurt.â
It was a strange answer that could not understand the context of the incident at all.
Still, I comforted Kivrin.
âYoung master is not a monster. Youâre still getting along with me.â
âTha-thatâs why Lady Cheria is amazing. Maybe Lady CheriaâŠ. Are you like me? Iâm a monster, and thatâs why you get along well with meâŠ?â
Looking at the innocent eyes of a 10-year-old, I felt a subtle feeling, both in affirmation and in denial.
In the end, I came up with an answer that suitably lived up to Kiverinâs expectations.
âYeah, well, it could be.â
âAs expected, thatâs right!â
Then he was more than happy to hear that Kiverin wasnât a monster.
⊠Is that really a good thing?
*****
It was a very cloudy day.
Suddenly, the Duchess came in.
The maids also came in, but they were all unfamiliar faces.
âI heard the story. From now on, I will check it myself.â
ââŠâŠ.â
I tilted my head at those words.
This was because all the maids who came this time had a scale tied to one of the bowls embroidered on their clothes.
In the novel, the relationship between the temple and the Duke was complicated until Kiverin became a Duke.
However, it was questionable whether they were close enough to recommend dozens of maids.
No, maybe there are more temple people in the Dukeâs house.
Is this really a normal situation?
âAre you going to throw away all the dresses?â
âYes.â
The maids retreated, and Winter Nectarian gaze shifted toward me.
âThe others said they coveted wealth without knowing the fountain, but youâre no different. You donât even know how to thank us.â
I remembered dresses that had a lot of jewelry and a lot of lace.
The diamonds were useful, but still not appreciative considering that their original purpose was to adorn the dress.
âYou canât wear it by yourself anyway? If she gave it to me just to look, I have nothing to say.â
âWhat do you mean?â
Then other maids came in.
With loads of new dresses.
She frowned.
âThey donât seem to be in the childâs eyes either, so get rid of them.â
ââŠâŠ.â
Whether the maids panicked or not, Winter kept her mouth shut.
She only spoke a few words to Kiverin and didnât look at me again until she returned.
And the next morning, Winter came again.
It was packed full of new dresses that were easy for a child to wear on their own, and considered a lot of activity.
These dresses were designed close to a one-piece dress.
âHow what is?â
âWhat?â
âThe dress. Iâm asking if you can wear it alone?â
Winter looked at me with a bitter face.
I never said I wanted a new dress, so why are you doing thisâŠ
Anyway, the dresses I threw away yesterday were a waste, so I gave the reaction Winter was hoping for.
âI think I can wear it by myself. thank you.â
Then Winterâs face straightened a little.
Do you really care about me?
I donât understand.
âMotherâŠ!â
At the sound of Kiverinâs voice, Winterâs head moved at the same time.
Perhaps surprised by the sudden attention, Kiverin, who was running in a hurry, fell forward.
âKiverin!â
Winterâs hand reached out quickly.
But along the way, she clenched her teeth and withdrew her hand.
In the end, I was the only one who raised Kiverin.
âYoung master, are you okay?â
âY-yesâŠ. yes. Iâm okay.â
I looked back at Winter.
She bowed her head and couldnât tell what expression she was making.
But when Kiverin just fell, I could clearly see her face turning white.
Winter turned her back without raising her head.
Itâs already late. that I noticed,
Clearly there is something
I ran to Winter and grabbed the hem of her dress.
Winter didnât let go of my hand.
âYou canât just go. I will make tea.â
â⊠What?â
âItâs okay to take a break for a while.â
Before Winter could answer, a maid interrupted.
âIt is not good to stay here long, Duchess.â
Now employers want to control their ownerâs behavior.
It was something that a maid in the Duke family would never do.
Libra embroidery shone softly on the maidâs clothes.
Winterâs eyes rose.
âItâs noisy.â
âBut at least oneâŠâ
âNever forget that you are here because of Hana.â
It was a voice like ice.
Winter sat down on the sofa when the maid of the temple stopped drying up. She beckoned to me.
It meant I could bring the tea.
I went to the kitchen with Kiverin to prepare tea.
Kiverin was so excited that his knees didnât even tingle.
âIs it that good?â
âYes. Bu-but Lady Cheria is good too.â
I didnât askâŠ
After a while I put the tea down in front of Winter.
She took a sip and frowned.
âIt tastes like vomiting.â
I thought you would say that
I showed an innocent smile.
âIt was made by a young master. I just bought it.â
Winterâs hand holding the teacup trembled.
â⊠What is good for the body is bitter tea.â
Readers of the original novel said that Winter Nectarian is a very typical villain.
In the novel, she is an extra who hates her ugly son, nothing more, nothing less.
But Winter, who was in front of me right now, seemed like someone who wasnât honest or canât be honest.
A maids from the temple also meddled.
âTime is running out. Are you okay with negative effects on young master?â
Hmm, thatâs fun.
The bad influence.
Winter was Kiverinâs mother.
However, the servants of the temple acted as if they were frustrated because they could not separate her from Kiverin.
Winter drank all of the tea, ignoring the maids who gave them sharp glances, and then stood up.
And looked back at me.
âIf you want to survive, come to your senses. Your side is not here.â
First of all, I wanted to trust Kiverinâs judgment, so I said as if the maids of the temple would listen.
âYes! I will heed your advice, Mother!â
â⊠What did you say now?â
Winter was surprised and asked a bit late, and the maids frowned.
I even deliberately made a smile.
Then, Kiverin, who was close to me, whispered softly.
âI-if itâs okay with you⊠Lady Cheria, I will be by your side.â
âThanks.â
Donât even be shy.
I stroked Kiverinâs hair.
****
The next morning the front door was opened.
The only person who came in was a maidservant belonging to the temple.
I didnât panic because I expected something like this to happen, but there was one thing that made me uncomfortable.
âI heard that mother will visit us from now on.â
âMadam is not here today.â
ââŠâŠâ
Her eyes were fixed on Kiverin.
âThere is nothing we can do about it, because you have neglected the generosity given to us at the temple.â
ââŠâŠâ
Kiverin was about to say something, but then shut his mouth again.
Yeah, thatâs not arrogance, itâs a threat.
Last night, I put aside the information I learned through the original novel, and summarized what I saw and felt in one sentence.
The temple has wrapped Kiverin as a monster and wields the Dukeâs to their liking.
It didnât seem like he liked Winter at all, so he didnât take the maids of the temple.
âIf the young master really cares about the DuchessâŠâ
The maid reached out to Kiverin.
I grabbed her hand before it reached.
âWhat are you doing now?â
Now that I put away the respectful words, the maidâs eyes narrowed.
âOh my goodness. Do you think youâve already become a lady of the Duke family? Do you think it is difficult to be satisfied with the position of the saintâs younger sister?â
She snorted, who simply shook my hand away.
Oh yeah. Of course you knew who I was.
I said, hiding Kiverin behind me.
âIt doesnât look good for you to believe only in the temple and be ignorant.â
âI thought I could do anything with being the saintâs younger sisterâŠ!â
âNoisy. You, donât set it up on a subject that has no divine power.â
Winterâs face wrinkled mercilessly as she repeated the same thing she said was noisy.
Do you know that the sister of a saint doesnât have divine power?
It really could have been.
In the novel Cheria had a negative reaction to divine power.
Still, the exception was that she was her real sister, but she reacted unkindly in front of other priests.
It was at the level where the temple, the absolute line in the novel, laid the board to be hated.
But I couldnât feel anything from that temple maid.