âAnissa, I am Charlotte of Vallandia. Thereâs more than one person who looks for me.â
She didnât even give me a chance to persuade her.
âThen, take care.â
She scanned my face with calm blue eyes. I wiped away the goosebumps that had risen in my arms at her clean gaze like that of a summer sky.
Charlotte, who turned down my request quietly, but firmly with a good face as always, left me devastated and went out of the drawing-room.
The priest caught me as I tried to follow her.
âItâs time for the saintess to offer her prayers. Please come again next time.â
But there was no next time for me.
âI donât even know when Dietrich will disappear!â
I bit my lips and looked at the priest but he shook his head and didnât let me go.
âIs this really the end?â
I thought Charlotte would be able to help. She would be helping Dietrich after all, and not me. Wasnât saving the North her calling?
I, who considered Charlotte a kind of safety net, was pushed to the floor with the priestâs strength, unable to control my body, and lost my mind.
âPlease get up, Princess.â
The priest didnât wait for me for even a moment and raised me up then led me outside.
I returned to Lagrange with Damon, who had waited for me with an anxious look on his face.
âThank you. Without your help, I wouldnât have been able to go there, Marquis.â
Warp was magic that even an excellent wizard could not easily use. I bid farewell to Damon with concern at his pale face.
âI think it would be best if you get some rest as well, Princess.â
He advised while looking at my deathly pale face, but I didnât listen to Damon.
âI donât have time to rest.â
So, at dawn, when even the bugs were holding their breaths, I entered Dietrichâs bedroom where he was sleeping soundly.
âHeâs not waking up.â
Unlike before, when he couldn't fall asleep easily even with the slightest sound of footsteps, he didn't even move because he couldn't hear me.
Deep shadows fell over his thick eyelashes. Usually, he had a chilly expression enough to invite the cold wind, but the way he slept was very gentle.
âMaybe itâs because heâs not frowning?â
I swallowed as I touched his towering nose bridge with my fingertips.
âIf neither Hermann nor Charlotte are the solutions that Iâm looking for thenâŚâŚ.â
On the bedside table was the brooch of Vassago that I had been looking for. I had already received his help once.
âEven then, it only responded until the last minute.â
Maybe because it was not yet time that he ignored me no matter how many times I called for him.
âIf he wants to take the price from me, then I have no choice but to agree.â
Unlike his comfortable face without a frown, Dietrichâs breathing was uneven.
I watched the shadow rise insidiously over Dietrichâs neck as he breathed heavily.
Maybe itâs not that heâd fallen asleep but wandering between life and death.
I was terrified that I placed my finger under his nose, but fortunately, his rough breathing started to gradually subside.
I paced around until his breathing calmed down and then I finally left the room.
âGoodbye.â
I cowardly bid my farewell while he was sleeping.
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âHello, my lady.â
As I had expected, Vassago appeared as if he had waited after losing all the cards I had.
âYour face looks dark?â
The demon raised the corner of his lips vigorously as if he wasnât affected by the hawthorn tree I was leaning on and reached out his hand to me.
âIs it time for me to take the price? I donât think youâve fully grown up yet, though?â
The demon, with the face of a handsome man brightly, smiled. I tilted my head, thinking of Baal who would lose his form quickly if he wasnât around people.
âIf youâre so strong that you donât even lose your human form no matter how long youâve been locked up, then why are you sealed?â
âDid you call for me to ask about the past?â
âItâs an important question. If youâre weak, then thereâs no reason for me to cling to you.â
At my stiff words, Vassago knelt before me with a smile on his face.
He kissed the back of my hand like a gentleman.
âItâs because I fell in love with a terrible person. No, the only one who loved was me. She was eviler than a demon.â
I narrowed my eyes at Vassagoâs words which sounded like lyrics.
The demon tapped on his chest as if he wants me to believe him.
âI was willing to betray my kind for her, but in the end, I was only used and abandoned. Quite pitiful, isnât it?â
Vassagoâs face didnât look the least bit sad when he said he was betrayed.
He went on as if he didnât even want my affirmation.
âBut even now, I still love her. Itâs because once we have feelings, they last forever.â
âAre you saying you loved Charlotteâs mother?â
At my question, Vassago finally wiped the smile off his face. I began to get nervous at the demonâs cold face.
âSo you know about that. Thatâs right. The soul of my beloved Luna Vallandia was eventually taken by Asmodeus.â
âHow come? If you terminate the contract, then isnât it over?â
I was frightened by Vassagoâs words and grabbed his shoulder. The demon patted me on the back tenderly as if to reassure me.
âIt was because I was caught taking another humanâs soul instead of hers in exchange for the contract. Asmodeus was pretty thorough back then.â
âAsmodeus is gone now.â
âNo, heâs not here. But he can come back any time.â
I bit my lips at Vassagoâs firm words. He looked down sympathetically at me even though he was not close to me like Baal.
âI was sealed for violating the rules of the demons, and even though I knew of her terrible end, I couldnât save her. How miserable is a fate that you couldnât change no matter how much you try.â
Vassagoâs sweet voice dropped in an instant. It was a seductive and gentle tone as if he understood all my feelings.
âItâs hard, isnât it?â
He waved his sealing stone in front of me as if he were shaking a candy in front of a child.
âAnissa, I understand your desire to change Dietrichâs ending.â
"............"
âBut you already received my help. What do you plan to pay me with?â
âIâll give you whatever you want. Whether itâs Erediaâs power or whatever.â
âEven you soul?â
I nodded at the demonâs words like a good child.
âThatâs right. Iâll give you everything. All of it.â
âYou know that the only souls I can take are from the North. Anissa, I may have may be foolish but Iâm not stupid.â
The demon didnât fall for my shallow tricks. Vassago laughed coldly at my desperation.
âIsnât Dietrich your insignificant everything?â
âNo, not Dietrich.â
It was absurd to offer him to pay the price when I wanted to save him.
As I shook my head firmly, Vassago raised the corners of his lips. The gentle demon was laughing at me.
âAre you saying heâs not your everything?â
âYouâre right. Heâs my everything.â
Dietrich was my heart, my feelings, my everything. He was my spring, my summer, my autumn, and my winter. All the time I spent as Anissa all came down to one â him.
âBut I wonât give you Dietrich.â
I insisted, even as I acknowledged the fact that except for him, I was left with nothing but a shell.
Ironically, Vassago seemed to like my answer. His red lips ripped to the point of cruelty.
âIs that so?â
From that point, I had a foreboding sense that something was going wrong, but like pouring water that couldnât be contained, I couldnât push away the temptation of the demon that had been summoned.
âIf I canât take him away from you, on the other hand, that means, itâs all right for me to take you away from him.â
Instead of answering him, I tried to use my brain to figure out what he meant. He stroked my hair with his gentle hand as if comforting me.
âWould you be all right even if you donât exist anymore?â
Of course, Iâm not all right.
I had already died once after all.
And unlike then, there were so many things that were precious to me now. However, I didnât shy away from Vassagoâs touch.
âIs that how much your resolve is?â
I slowly nodded my head when Vassago asked back.
âThere is no end to the karma I have accumulated, so it wouldnât matter if I canât carry them.â
The demon murmured in a whisper.
I barely overcame the weight of my eyelids which were getting gradually heavy to examine his expression.
âGoodbye, Anissa.â
Vassago looked relieved.
âThank you for letting me straighten out the twisted plan because of that damned Camille.â
âCamilleâŚ.?â
Why was Camilleâs name coming out of his mouth now and not the name of Charlotteâs mother?
I wanted to ask but I couldnât overcome the drowsiness of sleep that came to me in the end.
I listened as if I could hear the sound of the paradise setting in the distance. It was Dietrichâs voice.
Because heâs my paradise.
My Dietrich.
Darkness, the light was flickering.
When I woke up, I was in the forest in the middle of the night. The forest in winter was a world of black and white.
I felt like I had lost something and my heart was utterly empty. My heart was aching as if it was getting torn apart.
âWhat did I lose?â
I thought about it, but I couldnât remember.
As my jaw trembled in the cold, I cried like a child without knowing what I had lost.