Ever since maids ca to the house, I finally found the Duargana vibe. Back when I woke up in the Imperial Palace of Duargana, Id find maids going back and forth, busying themselves. However, they were prohibited from touching my food, as Mommy Vyvyan insisted on cooking for regardless of how busy she was.
During the day, I ate with Mommy Vyvyan, while the maids cleaned the room and took our clothes for washing. Next, theyd prepare our clothes for the next day. I must admit that, while life alone with Mommy Vyvyan was quite blissful and peaceful, it was sotis lonely. With the beautiful maids now going back and forth, the house finally felt lively and warr.
I sat on a chair in the flower garden, watching the maids go back and forth inside the house. So maids were on the second floor, which was where our room was located, carrying bed sheets and hanging them out in the sun.
Honestly, I had never been to the villa; or rather, I didnt rember it. Troys mories entered my mind after I used magic, but I couldnt recall them again. It was as though I had a very realistic dream but couldnt rember a thing after waking up.
After having lunch, Vyvyan and I sat at the table in the flower garden over so tea. Below was the place where Vyvyan personally planted a flower a few days ago. However, it wasnt quite level. I felt as though I was stepping on two different surfaces. The space under my right foot was tough as though there was a rock beneath.
On the small table in front was an exquisite tea and tea cups. The tea tasted nice nice. I had a small sip. The fragrance dispersed in my mouth. The taste made feel a little nostalgic, but at the sa ti, it tasted a little foreign.
The tea wasnt the sort of tea you could have at a tea house on the street. That must be why I have both nostalgic and foreign sentints, I guess. I could still rember Lucia and spending ti on the streets and occasionally having tea with ra. The tea we had then was a far cry to the tea I had at the villa. I felt nostalgic about the past for so reason, though. I wondered if the nostalgia was attributed to my encroaching death.
I looked at the clear tea inside, but all I saw was so steam. I looked up. I could seemingly see ras gentle smile behind her black veil.
I was eager to go back to see my girls and hold them. I didnt want to leave without a goodbye even if I had to die. I wanted to bid them goodbye before leaving even if Id have to live with Mommy Vyvyan in the future. However, I needed to ask Mommy Vyvyan about it.
Ever since moving to the villa, Mommy Vyvyans gaze had always been on . She looked at with a caring and comforted look, triggering embarrassnt and shyness. That being said, it seed a little creepy. With the serious way she looked at , I doubt I had a chance to leave.
I picked up my cup again. Just as I went to have a drink, however, I suddenly heard a shriek overhead. Both Vyvyan and I were blindsided and bewildered. By the ti we reacted, I suddenly felt sothing heavy smash into . It was a very soft object and contained a scent I was familiar with. Whatever it was, wrapped up and buried in a warm darkness.
I struggled with all my might for a while. The sun and oxygen finally returned to . I looked at the blanket I had thrown aside and looked up. I subconsciously pressed my hand on Moms at the sa ti I looked up, because I noticed Moms gaze turn exceptionally hostile and also the fluctuation of mana. If I didnt stop her, the individual would probably have been killed already.
I saw the maid standing overhead was suspended in the air. I could sense the invisible hand holding her up. I quickly looked to Mom and anxiously said, Mom, Mom, its all right; its all right. Im sure it was an accident. Plus, it was just a blanket that fell down. Its okay. Its okay. Shes just a maid who slipped up. Theres no need to be so violent, is there?
She dared to sneak attack you, Son. She tried to sneak attack you! Mommy Vyvyan roared as though she was on the brink of madness. She strangled the poor young girl as though she wanted to snap the girls neck, and then reduce her to pieces by slamming her on the ground.
No, no, Im certain she didnt plan to attack . Mom, calm down! Who would attack with a blanket? She just happened to accidentally drop it when she went to hang it. Its all right. Its all right, Mom. Calm down. Im not hurt, either. Its all right.
Vyvyan stared at for a long ti before her blood-red eyes reverted black to blue. She slowly released the girl and placed her before . The maid dropped to her knees as soon as her feet touched the ground. She looked deathly due to being suffocated. Additionally, her lips trembled as she knelt before , but she was so afraid that she even forgot to cry. She was just a very ordinary elf. She was as ordinary as Luna was.
I didnt know why but when I saw the maid kneeling on the ground, silently shedding tears, I was suddenly reminded of Luna, who I saved. The scene where I t Luna for the first ti was the sa as my eting with this maid. Luna was tied up and thrown onto the auction platform to be freely touched as if she was a pig. Luna wore the exact sa expression at the ti. I saved Luna back then, and I felt I could save the maid now, as well.
I touched the maids head and, with a smile, tried to placate her: Its all right. Its all right. I understand that you just dropped the blanket due to a slipup. Im not angry, and you dont have to worry about anything. I wont be angry, so you dont need to be nervous. Just be careful next ti.
The maids gaze was still filled with terror, so much that she seed unable to speak. I didnt know how to comfort her myself. All I could do was stroke her head. I t with her eyes. She was practically a copy of Luna. I didnt know why, but I couldnt shake off the feeling that she was a shadow of Luna. I asked myself, Why do I feel this way? Why do I still feel that Luna is by my side? Is it because Im too broken hearted? Is it because I care about Luna too much?
I didnt know the answer to my questions, but I think I saw ra in my mind for a mont. Perhaps people see scenes that bring back mories when they were about to die. Perhaps they rember people in the past and things in the past
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