Kyrie arrived at a small shack in the corner of the city.
âPlease wait a moment. The wanted carriage will be here soon.â
Said the masked man who brought Kyrie. Kyrie, who was looking around with anxious eyes holding her shawl tightly, opened her mouth.
âWill there be time to see Maria?â
âItâs hard. Itâs just a matter of time.â
The men left the room with only one left. Somewhere outside, the noise continued and vibrated. There were also footsteps of armed soldiers moving in groups.
âFind her!â
âShe couldnât have gone far!â
âLight purple hair and purple eyes! Donât leave a scar!â
Kyrie held her breath and closed the briefly opened wooden window. Her heart beat violently. It was when she turned with her hands on her chest.
âMomâŠâŠ.â
âDonât come out!â
The inside door, which she thought no one was there, opened, and a little girl walked out rubbing her eyes. The man was very embarrassed and at a loss. The same was true of Kyrie.
âWhat about that kid?â
âThe daughter of the landlord.â
The masked man replied embarrassingly.
âIâm an assistant to OldCiudad. I thought itâd be better to blend in with civilians, so I let it goâŠâŠ.â
âHuh?â
ââŠâŠ.â
Kyrie looked at the little kid with her head tilted continuously.
âFederica, come on in!â
Behind the open door, a person who appeared to be the girlâs mother cringed and noticed. She held the child by the shoulder in a cold sweat and tried to let her in, but he held the doorknob and wouldnât let go.
âWho are you, Unnie?â (PR note: Unnie is a way for girls to call an older sister)
âMe?â
âYes, pretty Unnie, who are you?â
She was speechless.
Wouldnât it be troublesome to say my real name?
âIâm, IâmâŠâŠ.â
âMiss Josephina. Take the child.â
âIâm sorry, Federica! Come on! I told you to listen!â
âMom, why did you let an unknown Unnie in our home?â
âFederica!â
As the motherâs voice rose, tears welled up in the childâs eyes.
âMom, why, get angryâŠâŠ!â
When the child was about to cry, Kyrie stopped the woman.
âItâs all right, sheâs surprised.â
Kyrie bowed down to the child.
âDid you say youâre Federica?â
âUng. Iâm Federica. Federica Moretti!â
The child smiled broadly as if she had never cried like a child.
âYouâre not from here.â
âFederica, you live here?â
âItâs a family that ran away from Saint De Nisse. They helped them settle in OldCiudad.â
The masked man answered instead. Kyrie nodded.
âFederica, Iâm Kir.â
âKir?â
âYes, Iâm going to owe you a little time at Federicaâs house today.â
âWhat do you owe me?â
âIâm talking about sleeping in Federicaâs.â
Federica began to suck her thumb. Kyrie was embarrassed but politely turned a blind eye to it.
âCan I, Federica?â
âUmâŠâŠ. Will Unnie use Dadâs bed?â
âIs your father home?â
âYes, Dad is in Federicaâs hometown. He said he will come by 1,000 nights of sleep.â*
With Josephinaâs cover of her mouth, Kyrie immediately noticed the meaning of a thousand nights. Just in time, the door opened carefully. The people who went outside came back. And one of them took off his hat as soon as he came into the room. It was Maria.
âKyrie!â
âMaria!â
Kyrie ran right away and hugged Maria. Maria also hugged Kyrie with open arms, but she looked surprised rather than pleased.
âKyrie, are you sick? Your bodyâŠ.â
Kyrie smiled bitterly.
âI just lost weight because of stress.â
âOh, my God! Oh, my God.âŠ.â
Maria called out Godâs name and hugged Kyrie once again. She beckoned Josephina and seated Kyrie in front of a small table.
âKyrie, things are urgent. Thereâs no way out of the capital.â
âItâs Nathaniel.â
âYeah, itâs like I knew this was gonna happen today. Did Miss Cassner say anything else to you?â
âNot really. But how did you come up with the idea of delivering it through Miss Cassner?â
âYour maid informed me that the feud between you and Miss Cassner has been resolved. We were locked up, and there was no other way to contact you. Thanks to you, the plan has been delayed, and in the meantime, youâŠâŠ.â
Maria bit her lip. Kyrieâs heart ached more when she saw her face, which was always neat and elegant. Even that was because of herself.
âSorry, Maria.â
âPlease donât apologize to me, Kyrie. I heard that you, you were about to dieâŠâŠ.â
Maria closed her eyes tightly. It seemed hard to control her emotions. Taking a short breath, Maria opened her eyes with a determined look.
ââŠâŠKyrie. The Legendary Lord is controlling the capital. The soldiers are looking for you.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âLaura got out with us, so donât worry about us. Weâll be safe here.â
Kyrie took Mariaâs hand carefully.
âMaria, thank you for helping me. ButâŠâŠ.â
âKyrie! Please!â
Maria lowered her head and put her forehead together in her hands. Her voice was shaking like a frightened person.
âPleaseâŠâŠ donât make extreme choices. As a friend, I canât wait and see you make that choice.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âI beg youâŠâŠ.â
Kyrie was never able to answer. Maria hugged Kyrieâs shoulder strongly.
âHide here for the time being, Kyrie. The Legendary Lord will be the first to doubt me and Laura, so I wonât be here anymore, but Iâll tell you the news from time to time. Iâll get you out of the capital as soon as I have a chance.â
âMariaâŠâŠ.â
Maria interrupted Kyrie and shook her head. Mariaâs eyes were firm. Even her words were like that.
âLive, Kyrie.â
She soon turned to Josephina.
âJosephina, take care of Kyrie.â
Josephina hugged Federica and smiled.
âNo matter how much, Lady Maria, I will do anything to repay the grace I have been given by OldCiudad.â
From the outside, the vibration rang a few more times, and more peopleâs footsteps were heard. Maria put on her hat again.
âIâve got to go, Kyrie.â
The eyes of Kyrie and Maria met. At that moment, the two felt an uncertain prediction that they might never meet again. But neither of them spoke it out. Maria smiled tenderly, just looking at her friendâs face, which might be the last.
âSurvive, Kyrie.â
***
Martial law was declared throughout the capital by morning.
(T/N: martial law- military government, involving the suspension of ordinary law.)
[Bring Kyrie Buchanan⊠without any wounds.]
It was a special feature of the Legendary Lord. Every soldier in the capital was called up for him. It was good news that the Emperorâs magic corps did not participate. OldCiudadâs henchman, who had informed all the news, handed over a small brooch.
âItâs a device that prevents magic detection. Keep it.â
Kyrie fiddled with the brooch with laurels on it.
âAre Maria and Laura alright?â
âFortunately, theyâre fine. There was a lot of pressure from the Legendary Lord, but it didnât hurt them both.â
She breathed a sigh of relief. However, OldCiudadâs contact lowered his head with a sad look.
âThe escape is likely to be delayed. Iâm sorry, the horseman I originally wanted was murdered.â
Kyrie raised her head.
âKilled? By whom?â
âIt looks like he stepped on his tail. You donât have to worry about it because this place is undetected.â
âThe dead horseman, thenâŠâŠ.â
âWe will send enough consolation money in the name of OldCiudad.â
Kyrieâs eyes shook. One more person died. More people will die in the future.
âPlease die, Noona.â
âLive, Kyrie.â
She turned her head, pressing her slender hand down with the other hand.
âOkay. Go ahead.â
âWill you be alright?â
âYes.â
The henchmen hesitated and opened their mouths.
âMary is concerned about your health.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âIâll be back.â
âWait a minute.â
Kyrie caught the henchman trying to get out.
âWhatâs your name? What was the horsemanâs name?â
The man looked embarrassed.
âShadow has no name. We canât tell you the name of the horseman due to security reasons. Itâs not something that Miss Buchanan should care about.â
She lost all her strength. He told her not to care if he died because of her. It was a difficult and sad story. The man, who saw Kyrieâs expression, hesitated, took a step back and spoke quietly.
âPlease call me Joey. They all call me Joey.â
âJoey.â
Kyrie rolled the name in her mouth. It was a name she didnât know how much more she could call.
âThen Joey, let me ask you a favor.â
âYes, Miss. Buchanan.â
âDonât die.â
Kyrie said low. Joey hardened like a man caught doing something wrong, bowed his head and scuttled out of the room.
The door inside opened carefully as Joey left.
âUnnie?â
It was Federica, a girl with yellow skin and curly black hair and black eyes.
Her mother, Josephina, went out to work as usual to avoid suspicion. There were only two people, Kyrie and Federica, in the house. Federica stalked up to Kyrie.
âKir, did you cry?â
âI didnât cry.â
Kyrie smiled. No matter how emotional you were, it would be the adult who would smile in front of child. Then Federica laughed her head off.
âYouâre pretty. I wish my eyes were purple tooâŠ..â
âThank you. Federica is pretty just the way she is.â
âYou look like a princess. Your clothes are pretty. I want to wear something like thatâŠâŠ.â
Federica looked at Kyrierâs clothes and began to suck her fingers. Kyrie smiled bitterly.
âIâm sorry. I want to give it to you, but if I give it to you, a scary person might visit Federica.â
âA scary person?â
âYes, heâs scary.â
Federica tilted her head.
âIs he a ghost or a monster? Is it the End?â
It was enough for children who grew up listening to the Legendary Lord, the Patriotic Lord, and the story of the End they defeated by them like local folklore. Nevertheless, Kyrie got goosebumps all over her body as soon as she heard the word âthe End.â
It was time for Kyrie to turn her head to hide her embarrassment. Something glistened in the distance, as if a finger of fate was pointing. It was a kitchen knife.
âNoona, can you please die?â
At the same time, someoneâs whisper filled her head. Kyrie didnât know that sheâd probably be obsessed with it forever. It was a winter curse, and Aaron still appeared in Kyrieâs dreams night after night.
Kyrieâs eyes clung to the knife as if she was possessed. She slowly grabbed Federicaâs shoulders like a possessed person.
âFederica⊠Would you like to go into the room for a minute?â
âWhy?â
Federica asked with innocent eyes. Kyrie looked at Federica, and looked at the knife again with a stunned face.
âIâŠ. I have to go out for a whileâ
âOut there? People are coming for you.â
âNo, thereâs a place they canât reach. Iâm thinking of going there.â
âIs it safer than my house?â
Looking at the childâs face, Kyrie smiled with an unprecedented serenity.
âYes, itâs very safe. Itâs a place where no one gets hurt.â
Kyrie whispered. Federica chewed her cheeks like she was chewing her thumb. Kyrie waited for Federicaâs answer with her eyes blinking. In time, Federicaâs mouth opened.
âUnnie, children need to be with an adult. Federica is not an adult yet.â
Surprisingly, Kyrie felt she had a punch. The mind that only thought about dying came back in a moment. Kyrie blinked her eyes.
âYouâre crazy, Kyrie Buchanan.â
Thinking of leaving a child alone in an empty house and going out to die. What a self-indulgent act.
âRight?â
Federica asked. Kyrie took Federicaâs hand off her shoulder.
ââŠâŠYes, Federica is right.â
Kyrie said so and then closed her mouth.
Shame.
I almost did the same thing when Aaron died.
She looked back at the kitchen knife. There will be another chance laterâŠâŠ.
Then Federica burst into view.
âAre you hungry?â
âHuh?â
âWhy do you keep looking at the kitchen?â
Kyrie paused.
âIâm not hungry. What about Federica?
âFederica is hungry. Can you cook?â
ââŠâŠ.â
It was the second time, and so far, it was the first time anyone had stopped Kyrie so easily.
***
*) T/N: the author used the original version of 1001 Arabian Nights. Federicaâs father is dead but her mother couldnât tell her daughter about this so instead of answering she told the child he will come when Federica gets 1000 nights of sleep. Federica is a child so she obviously wonât know the counting, therefore she is continuously kept it dark for many days