âThatâs right. Lady isnât even healthy yet, but because of things like that⌠Were you surprised?â
âN-No! Iâm absolutely fine. Itâs all because youâre worried about me. I understand.â
âReally?â
âOf course! Ah, that⌠What happened to the knights?â
âIf youâre talking about knights, are you referring to the knights who tried to move the child to the clinic outside but couldnât disobey the ladyâs order?â
ââŚyes.â
As Elusiana murmured, Trisha asked, âWhy does Lady look so discouraged? Why? Are you worried about them?â
âA⌠little bit? Haha. Did they⌠get disciplined?â
âOf course!â
Elusianaâs eyes widened like a rabbitâs and flinched at Trishaâs resolute answer.
âReally? Even though I was the one who misunderstood and embarrassed them in the first place?â
âBecause the Lady got hurt. Itâs obviously a big mistake not protecting Lady. Disciplinary action is natural to get.â
âI-Itâs my fault though.â
Trisha smiled softly, raised the corners of her eyes, and made eye contact with her through the mirror.
âAs expected, my Lady is kind.â
ââŚwhat do you mean kind? I just abused my power.â
âYes? What did you say?â
âHuh? N-Nothing!â
Trisha grinned at the cute look on Elusianaâs face, who was watching her sneakily. She hated the child who had hurt her, but the ladyâs heart for the wounded child was so lovely and pretty. Besides, the lady looked at her with such a cute face. If she got carried away by her emotion, the ladyâs tender heart would get hurt.
Trisha asked, sweeping down Elusianaâs wavy hair, âBut why do you care so much about that child?â
âYes?â
âAlthough the childâs situation is pitiful, Lady has only seen him briefly. Itâs kind of weird that Lady cares so deeply.â
âThatâsââ
Elusiana, who blurred the end of her words, smiled sadly.
âI promised. I will protect him.â
From the first moment she met him.
âI wanted to protect him.â
ââŚLady, although you have lost your memory, your personality remains the same.â
âWhat do you mean remains the same?â
Trisha, who had already softened to the fullest, braided Elusianaâs hair into one, then said, âYou canât just ignore the pitiful things.â
Thatâs justâ
Trisha continued softly while Elusiana fumbled.
âLady looks just like Madam.â
Trisha smiled broadly as she tucked hairpins studded with red gemstones between her hair. At that moment, for some reason, one side of Elusianaâs chest tingles.
âMy mother and I look alike?â
Mother. She had never seen Elusianaâs mother, but a warmth came from the corner of her heart as she rolled the word âmotherâ into her mouth. It was soothing her wounds.
Trisha dressed Elusiana, and asked cautiously, âAre you that worried about him?â
ââŚyes?â
âDo you want to see him?â
âDo I want to see him? Yes, I do.â
In fact, that child resembled her in the past. Just like when she was left alone, she suffered from all kinds of persecution when she was a child. Resembling how pitiful she was when she desperately needed help but didnât get saved.
âThatâs why I keep thinking of him.â
Because when that child became happy, the âherâ in the past could be saved.
Elusiana nodded slowly.
âYes, I want to see him.â
As if Trisha couldnât help, she softly grabbed the ladyâs shoulder.
âThen, promise me.â
ââŚpromise?â
âItâs a secret to the Viscount.â
Since that child made the Viscountâs precious daughterâs face look like this, it was difficult for the Viscount to treat him better, no matter how kind he was.
Elusiana asked excitedly, âIs that all I have to promise?â
Trisha, waving her second finger from side to side, added, âNo. Iâm coming with you.â
ââŚTrisha is coming with me?â
Trisha, who nodded, patted her hand and straightened her posture.
âDo you not like it?â
âItâs not like that. Letâs go together.â
At the end of Elusianaâs reply, she put a thin shawl over her shoulders, which Elusiana didnât know when Trisha had brought it.
âHurry. Up. We have to go quickly before Viscount comes.â
ââŚyes.â
At Trishaâs urging, Elusiana followed her.
* * *
Creakâ
When the door opened, the sour smell of herbs pierced her nose. Elusiana paused for a moment, then followed Trisha into the room.
âShould I turn on the light?â
âNo.â
He might look unconscious, but it could be that he just couldnât move his body yet. How annoying would it be if he woke up from the light when he barely got any rest? She couldnât make Astein uncomfortable with her stubbornness when she came.
âBut you canât see anything in here.â
It was just like Trisha said. Because of the thick blackout curtains, the interior was like a dark abyss.
Elusiana carefully moved to what was believed to be a window.
âIt will be fine if we pull up the curtains.â
âJust turn on the lightâ Oh my, I will walk there.â
âNo, I will do it. Itâs right in front of me.â
Elusiana, who whispered in a low voice, carefully pulled up the cloth she was holding in her hand.
Srrt.
The midday sun shone like golden crumbs through the curtains, which had been pulled up very slightly. Elusiana, who was right in front of it, frowned slightly at the light that touched her.
âItâs blinding.â
After blinking her eyes a few times, the dim interior came into view. A skinny, unsightly child lying on the bed.
âBut heâs better than the first time I saw him.â
âŚhuh?
Elusiana, who frowned, tilted her head.
âWhy, thereâs no wound at all?â
Trisha asked with a serious expression on her face, âLady, whatâs wrong?â
âNo⌠thatâsâŚâ
Elusiana, who was about to add her words, closed her mouth again.
âDid I see it wrong? Orâ Is this normal?â
This world wasnât the world she used to live in. Ordinary humans and a race called âheterogenousâ lived together here.
Then.
âThere are priests who borrowed Godâs power. Then wizards who used mana as their power.â
So it wouldnât be strange for wounds to heal in a short time. If you were a troll-like race with great regenerative power⌠it would be possible. However,
âIsnât that kid a human being?â
âLady?â
âYes?â
Trisha looked at her with worried eyes. Ladyâs pale face looked as if she was startled by something.
âI thought it would be okay because it was the child she saved.â
It was the first time the lady looked so closely at a child who must have come from the slum. Looking at him properly, she must have been shocked.
âLetâs get going back, Lady.â
âAlready?â
âYou promised to see him for a moment.â
Elusiana shook her head.
âNo, letâs stay a little longer. Thatâs what I want.â
âWill you be alright?â
âYes.â
Trisha nodded reluctantly.
Elusiana sat down on the chair next to the bed. Then she took a closer look at Astein. Was it because his wounds disappeared? Or was it because the blood stains were washed clean?
âHeâs a boy, but he looks so pretty.â
His skin, as white as milk, seemed to glow even in the dark. It was funny to think of a skinny child like him, but if he gained a little bit of weight, his face could be considered beautiful.
âHow did such a pretty child fall down like that?â
Elusiana stared at Asteinâs unconscious face. A face that looked peaceful in sleep. However, his protruding cheekbones, thin body, curved back, and shrunken shoulders clearly showed that he had been exposed to frequent violence and abuse.
âWhy are you staring at him like that?â asked Trisha with a face full of complaints.
âDoes she think my interest in Astein is excessive?â
In this world, society was divided into nobles, commoners, and the poor. Trisha thought the ladyâs feelings for that child must be compassion for a poor person.
Trisha, who shook her head as if it was nonsense, looked at Astein. How did she see this childâs face back then?
Astein was skinny, but he had the beauty that could never be called ugly. His uncommon black hair made his white skin stand out even more.
Tricia murmured softly, âItâs not like I canât see it.â
âFufu, right? By the wayâŚâ
Elusiana, who was laughing quietly, narrowed her brow slightly.
âHis wounds seem to have healed, but why wonât he wake up?â
Trisha smiled bitterly at her words.
âEven if he looks fine on the outside, heâs not on the inside.â
âHeâs⌠not feeling well? Why?â
âThatâs the medicine⌠Oh my, what am I saying in front of the Lady?â
âDonât be cautious. Just say it, Trisha. So what about the medicine?â
Trisha replied with a low sigh as if she had no choice but to answer with Elusianaâs determined eyes looking at her.
âI donât really know either. However, if you take the antidote, you usually get better over time. Still, if you take it for a long time, the antidote wonât work well either.â
ââŚwhat happens if the antidote doesnât work.â
âOf course his life willââ
Trisha, who was continuing her words, shook her head when she was Elusianaâs stiff expression.
âLady, heâs not like that. He has such a good complexion that he canât be addicted.â
âReally? Then heâll wake up soon?â
âT-Thatâs right!â
Embarrassed, Trisha stammered in response. Elusiana, who wasnât doubting her, looked at the child silently.
âHe certainly looks better than the first time. Then⌠shall we wait for a little more?â
Elusiana, who seemed to be deep in thought, eventually sent Trisha back first. Then she thought carefully about what Trisha had said.
âThere were times when the âantidoteâ didnât work. Iâm glad⌠he wasnât the case.