âIf you want to cut your limbs, Iâll do it painlessly.â
Devan lightly turned the sword he was holding, then threw it to the floor.
It was a motion that wasnât anything special, but it was graceful without any unnecessities.
On the swordâs handle, he raised his hands and stared at me intensely.
Of course, his eyes were covered with a cloth, but I could feel his murderous intention somehow.
âIf youâre thinking of threatening me with your treatment as a hostage, youâre mistaken.â
I flinched. He seemed to have misunderstood what I was doing. I had taken the preemptive step of harming myself, hoping that I would find out about my collapse during treatment yesterday.
âI know what you misunderstood, but itâs not that. I had to test my divine powers.â
I touched Devanâs chest slightly. Then I closed my eyes and focused.
I felt an outpouring of divine power. A few moments passed, when I opened my eyes, the scar on my palm had disappeared completely.
My head didnât hurt like it did when I treated Devan, and I didnât break out in a cold sweat. There was some discomfort, but that was all.
Why did I faint yesterday?
If there was a problem with lifting his curse, I was in trouble.
The ten years I had endured might become useless.
Devan frowned as he put his sword back in place. The smell of blood was unpleasant.
I shrugged my shoulders. It seemed that I acted too impulsively. I should have done it outside or in the bathroom. There was blood on the floor and my clothes were a mess.
âI heard the temple was looking for me.â
As soon as I sat down at the dinner table, I asked. Devan took a sip of the soup in front of him and frowned.
He pretended to be unconcerned and started eating again.
âIâm sorry, I canât send you home. Not until you lift my curseâŠâ
âWhat? Youâre sending me home?â
I opened my eyes wide and looked at him.
âThe temple is looking for you. I thought you wanted to leave.â
âNo, of course not. Never, never, never send me home. Donât tell me the temple already knows Iâm here.â
ââŠâŠ I donât think so.â
I let out a small breath. It wasnât the worst situation.
I thought slowly as I tossed my fresh-looking salad to the side.
âHow can I hide from the temple completely?â
No, it didnât even have to be completely. Come to think of it, all I had to do was hide until Devanâs curse was lifted. After that, I would leave the empire anyway.
I didnât know why the temple was looking for me, but I was sure they wouldnât follow me to other countries.
Devanâs eyebrows went up quickly with my cheeky tone. But it wasnât time to care about that.
âI heard that you sent out a notice to the estate looking for maids. What rumors do you think it caused in the territory?â
He really didnât seem to know. I was embarrassed to talk about marriage myself.
âYou donât have to know that. Anyway, there are many rumors that a young woman has entered this castle. If the temple hears the rumor.â
âI donât think itâs anything to worry about.â
âIâm worried. Itâs my job!â
Devan put his hand on the table and rested his chin on it.
âIâm really curious now. If you need money, wouldnât it be faster to ask the temple for it?â
I clenched my mouth shut. Because the temple would never give me money.
The external image of the temple within the empire was perfect.
|They gave a place to sleep to those who didnât have a home, food to those who didnât have food, and medical treatment to those who were injured.
So no one would believe me if I told them what I went through there.
How the temple treated children with even the slightest amount of divine power, how many children had to labor without rest to treat the injured, and what finally happened to those childrenâŠ.
No one knew the other side of the temple.
Except us, the scapegoats.
ââŠâŠ You canât do that. For starters, we made a deal. I will do everything in my power to break His Highnessâ curse. So you must help me to leave this empire. Do you understand? You must never let anyone find out that I am here. No one.â
It couldnât be, but he was on target, as if he knew something.
When I did not respond, he shook his head lightly.
âAs I said, I donât care about anything as long as you lift my curse. But if you canâtâŠâ
âDonât worry about it.â
I felt like I was about to say something deadly, but Devan spoke first.
âWhen I saw you collapse yesterday, I couldnât help but worry.â
â⊠Thatâs because I havenât done that in a long time. But you saw it earlierâ
I waved a palm with a completely healed wound in front of him.
Oh, but he canât see. I put my hand down again.
âAre you talking about the smell of blood?â
âYes. Thereâs no blood now.â
âAre you familiar with wounds?
I didnât have to tell him that I had been beaten by the Count.
I just wanted to be a Goddess in a perfect prophecy.
âIn the future, letâs refrain from such ignorance. I donât even want to smell blood in my house. If you really want, leave it to me.â
Devan gave me an uncomfortable look.
âNext time, Iâll do it in the bathroom.â
I bit my lips in frustration.
Whatever I was going to do in the bath alone, there was no way he could understand, so I said okay.
âFrom now on, the maid will help you with your path.â
Devan said as if I smelled bad.
How on earth would he do this if he didnât like the smell of blood?
I glared at him and at the old butler standing beside him.
âBy the way, are you sure there isnât a single servant in this big castle?â
âWe have. Thereâs your maid.â
âI donât like too many people.â
He said casually as he put down his tableware.
âWhy? But, itâs uncomfortable. In many ways.â
I wanted to tell him that he was blind, but it would be rude, so I held back.
âItâs hard to remember the sound of footsteps when there are so many people.â
I made a careless sound and squeezed my mouth shut.
A somewhat awkward silence enveloped the hall.
I wondered what life would be like without eyes. I felt pity for him now and couldnât help but chuckled bitterly.
Why would I need to feel sorry for him?
At least he wasnât destined to die under threats and torture. Who would feel sorry for whom?
I raised my head, because I felt that this was really not the time for me to feel sorry for anyone.
âSo, if this isnât important, why is the temple looking for me?â
âI thought you knewâŠâ
Devan slowly cut the meat and put it in his mouth.
âThey said they needed you. They want to announce it throughout the Empire.â
That was quite unexpected.
Itâs been a long time since they sold me out to Count Diego. The entire empire knew about it.
Even if it wasnât in a negative way like mine, at least they all knew that the Temple hadnât spoken to me in over a decade.
âWhat is it? There must be a reason theyâre looking for me like thisâŠ.â
âIt must be your power.â
But I didnât use my power for eight years, and the temple knew that.
If I hadnât used my divine power for such a long time, the temple would have thought that my divine power had bottomed out.
There werenât one or two children who had divine power and bottomed out.
I held the fork in my mouth and frowned deeply.
This sudden situation was completely unexpected, and I had no idea what the reason was. I assumed that I was the child the temple had already abandoned. I refused to tangle with them any longer.
âIn fact, I was curious about it myself.â
âWhy would the temple suddenly look for you when Count Diego is keeping quiet?â
âSo?â What did you find out?â
He put down his fork and knife.
Devanâs plate, was clean and empty, was now full of blood from the meat.
âA certain girl is sick. Thatâs all about the recent events in the temple.â
I felt as if time was slowing down. Devan spoke.
âShe has tremendous abilities, just like you. It seems that the temple kept her hidden well until now. I think her name is Cordelia.â
I lost strength in my hand without realizing it. The fork fell down and made a loud clanking sound.
The name that came out of Devanâs mouth had a lot more repercussions than I thought.
âOh, Iâm âŠ.. I made a mistake.â
The old butler rushed over to clear the dishes. I couldnât even say thank you, my lips trembled repeatedly.
The butler looked at me with a worried expression.
âYou donât look well, Miss.â
âDo you know the name? What does that girl have to do with finding you in the temple?â
âThen why are youâŠ.?â
âUm, I should go into my room now. Iâll come for the treatment in the evening.â
After cutting off Devanâs words, I ran out of the dining room.
It was her, the female protagonist of this novel.
Unlike me, she was the true protagonist of the prophecy.
âŠ..Cordelia. Her name echoed in my head.