Miguel took the small hand over Heraceās eyes, whose gaze was split into several branches like a broken mirror. Heraceās squishy eyes cooled down in his hands, which had not a handful of warmth.
āThen what do you want other than revenge? Tell me what do you want?ā
Miguel blinked, wondering if Herace might move at his temptation. A desperate voice mixed with tears came out with a hint of hope.
āI donāt want anything else. Thereās only one thing I want. If you can⦠Can you give me back Erzen? Can you bring my son back into my arms?ā
āNo.ā
Miguel crushed Heraceās hopes at once. The blue eyes were crushed by another despair into a hazy light.
āItā kicked its tongue at the face of the discouraged Herace. To be honestā¦ā¦ He could do it. But he himself did not want to save Erzen, nor did he want to waste his energy on it. Even so, if āItā did something wrong, sheāll disappearā¦ā¦.
āErzen is gone. Youāll never see him again. Butā¦ā¦.ā
āā¦ā¦.ā
āā¦ā¦I can show you Erzen.ā
The amber eyes began to glow cleverly. But Herace shook her head. She didnāt want to see Erzen. Whatās the use of that sort of thing? All she wanted was a perfectly alive, breathing Erzen with her.
āI donāt need thatā¦ā¦.ā
It was when Herace, who judged any further conversation to be meaningless, was about to turn her body sideways and close her eyes. A longing voice penetrated sharply into her back.
āMom.ā
The warmth behind her back and the sound of his breath were familiar. Heraceās body stiffened as her eyes shook.
āMom, I missed you.ā
āā¦ā¦No.ā
āMom, didnāt you miss Erzen?ā
āNo. You, you are not Erzen. Not my son!ā
Herace closed her ears tightly with her closed eyes. Then something like a snake glided up her back, and then a small hand lay over her hand.
āYes, I am not Erzen. Butā¦ā¦.ā
The breath of heat tickled the side of her head. At the same time, starting with her neck, all of Heraceās skin rose with goosebumps.
āItās eyes softened feeling the woman under his hand trembling. The snakeās long, gross tongue crawled through its red lips, through which Erzenās voice leaked.
āErzen likes her Mom the best. All I need is my mom.ā
It was different from the voice that rang in the corner of the room or in the head. It was clear and closer. Herace couldnāt resist and raised herself.
There was really Erzen in the bed. Black hair of the same color as her, blue eyesā¦ā¦, His gentle round eyes, soft cheeks. Herace hugged the childās little body.
āErzen.ā
āā¦ā¦I can give you a purpose to life in this way.ā
āErzen, my baby. My son.ā
āIf you want me to, I can live like this forever. You will see me grow up as well.ā
Any mother who has lost her child, who can overcome this temptation? Herace stroked and rubbed the childās face. The warmth of the living child was so clear.
However, while crying and calling Erzenās name, Herace did not nod. Even at the moment she caressed the child, she knew it clearly. Erzen in her arms was a fake.
āDonāt you like it? Why donāt you think about it a little?ā
āItā noticed the discomfort that occupied one side of Heraceās mind. The woman who looked more delicate than anyone else had a stronger mentality than expected. Unlike anyone else.
āUnlike some idiot who gets tempted with just a few wordsā¦ā¦.ā
āItā remembered a foolish man who pushed such a bright woman all the way to madness, and laughed. āItā still spoke in a sad voice to Herace, imitating the figure of Erzen.
āI am alone, just like you. Thatās why Iām lonelyā¦ā¦ Itās so cold.ā
āErzen, Erzenā¦ā¦.ā
āYou lost your son and I lost my mother. So it would be nice if we could comfort each otherā¦ā¦.ā
Herace, wet-faced, relaxed her arms and looked down at the child. The childās small hand touched Heraceās blank eyes. The hands werenāt as cold as they were a while ago. It was soft and moderately warm. The child raised both hands to cover Heraceās eyes.
āItās not difficult. Just close your eyes. Then youāll have the child who craves for his mother, who looks just like Erzen. What do you think?ā
āWhat do you want? What do you want from meā¦ā¦.ā
Instead of knocking out the childās hand, Herace asked in a crying voice. It could have been frustrating to feel her eyes covered, but she didnāt want to get out of the dream that created a cozy somewhere.
āThere is one price I want from you, Herace.ā
The voice changed under the dim view. Before she knew it, āItā took off Erzenās mask and whispered in a sweet voice.
āLive. Just Live.ā
Heraceās body hardened by the word she heard somewhere. She thought she could hear the voice of a familiar man overlapping, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Ezekiel between the small fingers.
āWhat theā¦ā
Surprised, Herace moved back and blinked. But as soon as her back touched the bedhead, Ezekiel turned into Miguel before turning to Erzen. Then it became Ezekiel again.
āI donāt know whatās wrong with me either. But right now, motherā¦ā¦ No, Herace, I want to be next to you.ā
Herace shook her head violently at the ever-changing appearance. From a boy to a man, it hugged her thin waist and buried her face in her arms. Before she knew it, it was Miguel who was in her arms.
āSo will you stand by me?ā
Miguelās fingers, grasped behind her waist, seemed to be tightly intertwined as his body quickly grew. A grown man was smiling at her.
āLet go of me! Let go of me!ā
āMomā¦.ā
Herace struggled as if he had been captured by a terrible monster, but stopped when she saw Erzenās face.
The son rubbed his face into her arms. Herace burst into tears and eventually collapsed with the child in her arms. āItā patted her with its small hand with the sound of a giggle.
The darkness slowly disappeared behind the shaking back. Before she knew it, the moon set faintly and the sun announced the dawn. However, the foggy blue dawn was somewhat empty and sad.
āLullaby, lullaby, my babyā¦ā¦.ā
In the room where the confusion was intertwined, only the sound of a womanās lullaby remained. That thing that buried her face in Heraceās lap, or Erzen, closed his eyes with a comfortable face.
Herace closed her eyes comfortably as she saw her son. In the darkness where no one could see an inch ahead, a candle rose and warmed up their cold and frozen bodies.
***
āā¦Did you find it?ā
James bowed deeply and bit his lips. The ownerās voice full of rebuke could have been unfair, but he could not find a clue to his job to have such feelings.
āIām sorry, Sir. Iām looking for it, butā¦ā¦.ā
Ezekiel did not even look properly at James, who bent his head down. A pair of gloomy eyes were just staring at the desk.
He took something out of his pocket by the time Jamesā neck was stiff. A small object was thrown across from the desk to James.
āFind it as soon as possible. If you canāt find it, get someone who can find it.ā
James picked up the object carefully. The snowflake-shaped ornaments were shining, but they were broken in half. When he touched it, the shape which looked like platinum, a cold coolness that could not be compared to platinum was felt for a moment, but soon disappeared.
āBut why is it like thisā¦ā¦ It was definitely fine when I saw it the other day.ā
It was when James questioned why the shape was broken. Ezekiel gestured to him to leave. James wondered for a very short time whether he should ask, but soon he realized that it had nothing to do with his work and bowed his head before leaving.
āEdgar.ā
āYes.ā
Edgar, who was called after James left, frowned indisputably at Ezekielās blank face. The expression on his ownerās face, which he had never seen before, was awkward.
āā¦ā¦I need to find someone.ā
The lordās following words were no different than his face. Edgarās fist was clenched by the voice that seemed to soon collapse and disperse. He bowed his head to Ezekielās words, but looked carefully at his master.
āPlease speak.ā
āChris⦠⦠Heraceās older brother. And her maid.ā
āā¦you mean Madamās biological brother and Lady Sherbet?ā
āYes. James will know roughly where they are. Go ask and find them. And bring them to the castle. As soon as possible.ā
Edgarās face hardened slightly at the name he had heard after a long time. He thought about something for a moment and asked his master in a calm voice.
āAre you going to threaten Madam with these two people?ā
āWhat?ā
Ezekiel looked up at Edgar in surprise. The distorted face was full of anger and embarrassment. But Edgar, who uttered punishable words that it would not be strange if his neck fell, asked back silently with calm eyes.Ā Didnāt you do that all this time?
Ezekielās eyes were filled with anguish at the quiet but cold question of his aide. He wasnāt wrong. He has intimidated his wife in that way time and time again. Therefore, it would not be strange for such a question to be thrown at him.
āYou donāt have to bring them to the castle as long as you want to tie Madam up. Itās enough if youā¦ā¦.ā
āNo way!ā
Ezekiel couldnāt resist and jumped up. The sound of banging on the desk rang quite loudly in the room. Ezekiel glared at Edgar and said grudgingly.
āItās not like that! What do you mean threateningā¦ā¦.ā
āā¦ā¦.ā
āIām just⦠ā¦a little worried about Heraceā¦ā¦ If only she were a little more comfortableā¦ā¦ I want her to settle down.ā
āā¦ā¦.ā
āI canāt leave her as she is. If she really does something to harm herā¦ā¦.ā
āā¦ā¦.ā
āHerace cares about the two. At least she wonāt think of leaving the world behind them.ā
Edgar stared at the rambling Ezekiel. Before he knew it, the man in the chair buried his face in his hands and resigned. Water droplets reflected from the light between the fingers sparkled.