The cold room in the north with Laritte, whose life had ended, had a quiet and sacred atmosphere.
Except for the fact that the maids and knights stopped by and each left a flower one by one, there was only the coffin in the middle. The windows were also covered with wood to prevent light from entering and raising the temperature.
A sarcophagus made of only three-layered marble encased Larittes body, and she fell asleep there.
That was then.
The door to the cold room opened with a terrifying force. Unlike the montum of opening the door, Ian stood blankly and looked into the room. There was no vital energy in that coffin. He couldnt believe Laritte was alive!
Get out of the way! I will bite you off.
Seta pushed him inside.
At that mont, Ian ca to his senses and followed him. While Seta was drawing out the magic he had brought from the temple, the lid of the coffin finally opened and Laritte, with her eyes closed, was visible.
Gorgeous jewels wrapped around her hair and body, as if subrged in a sea of jewels.
It was like winter.
It was winter when spring ca and disappeared. Olivia sat down next to the coffin and leaned over her body, and wept because she thought Laritte was alive.
Oh, my dear
Look what I brought.
With her trembling hands, she rummaged through the layers of her upper garnt, revealing the dragons scale. Tears flowed as she was expecting Laritte to smile brightly. While crying to such an extent that she wondered whether a person could shed tears to this extent, Ian urged Seta.
So, are you sure she is alive?
I think she is.
Seta gazed at Laritte in the coffin and swallowed saliva out of concern. Those eyes looked at the invisible person standing at Larittes bedside, or more precisely, on her forehead.
Maybe?
Seta found it also difficult to answer.
Standing on the forehead of a woman whose heart had stopped Because it was Larittes soul. The rate at which souls escaped from the foreheads of those who lost their lives varied at different rates. In hot regions, the body quickly decomposed and the soul quickly left the land.
However, because of Ian, Laritte was almost alive.
While the soul was attached, it seed that the ti had co, and she was ready to leave. The multicolored magical powers brought by Seta circled around Laritte.
Most of the magic power was split like a fine thread and spread in all directions. The flow of the world began to change. So of the giant white magic spheres remained and floated over Laritte. Astrits magic entered her chest and made her heart race again.
Thump, thump, thump, thump
With the heart as the starting point, her pulse began to beat, and the color of her cheeks returned. Even though signs of life were clear, it was not enough like an ordinary person.
Ian beca anxious because this warmth was likely to disappear again at any ti.
Laritte. Laritte
On the other side, Olivia stroked Larittes cheek.
Ian lifted his head and glanced at Seta, whose gaze was directed at Larittes soul, who was standing there. As she still closed her eyes and her soul stopped moving, he beca impatient.
The soul has to go back into the body Why is there no change?
This was because too much separation had already occurred between the soul and the body.
Ian spoke into the coffin.
Laritte, can you see ? Can you hear ? You have to get up again. You have to get up again
Now, we have no choice but to wait. We did everything we could.
Seta sighed and sat roughly in a dustless corner and grumbled.
Should I say it was fortunate or unfortunate Its good to keep the body as clean as possible.
Human man, why were you with a woman in the first place? I have told you many tis, but it still ended up like this!
Ian also had sothing to say.
He should have told Ian that if all the dragons united, Larittes disaster would end. Even if he at least knew that Olivia had gone to convince the dragons!
Seeing him, Olivia read his heart and muttered apologetically.
I also thought that I was going to die rather than save Laritte When I left to et the dragons, I didnt even have the heart to tell anyone
Seta scratched the back of his head shyly and turned her gaze to the closed window.
Did this body really know that this thod would co true? Coincidence, coincidence, and coincidence
Ian leaned against the coffin and looked at Laritte.
Laritte. My wife.
He prayed earnestly for her to open her eyes as he would give her anything when she woke up. The moonlight was bright because the window was blocked, and Larittes soul, with her eyes closed, was still.
* * *
There was an eight-year-old Laritte in a black space.
It was the age at which she entered the Counts family after being pushed away by Olivia. Young Laritte thought as she looked at her small hands.
Where is this place? Why am I young?
She thought he had fallen into her last sleep, but when she ca to her senses, it was like this. Then, soone grabbed her left hand.
It was Olivia, also younger to fit the eight-year-old Laritte.
Mom cant take responsibility for you, so Im sending you to your Dad. Im really sorry
It was a soft tone that Olivia would never have uttered. Her mouth moved on its own and she answered.
Will you really co to when I beco an adult?
If you go, eat and wear good things, Mom will make a lot of money. I can promise.
Laritte thought, unconsciously, nodding her head again.
Isnt this my mory?
Laritte was abandoned by Olivia, she was sent to the county.
Wouldnt it be great if she had just described her situation as she was and sent Laritte? At least, Laritte would have endured hell with the belief that soone in this world loves her.
Fake Olivia took Larittes hand affectionately and walked forward.
Following her steps, the surrounding environnt appeared on a black background. A large wooden fence rose and surrounded the house of Count Bruiers family. In front of the Counts mansions gate, Olivia bowed her back and hugged Laritte tightly.
Sorry. I love you.
Its okay, mom. I can stand strong
Fake maids ca out of the mansion and took Laritte with them. Originally, it would have been cold, but everyone warmly welcod Laritte.
The Count apologized, saying that if he had known he had a daughter like this, he would not have left her starving. Nine-year-old Rose said she had a little sibling, she gave Laritte her own doll, and the Countess offered her warm tea.
In the warm environnt, Laritte gradually grew.
Everything around her went perfectly.
It was a fleeting mont in real life, but Laritte felt that in reality a decade had passed, and she had forgotten her real mory of this perfect life. Although she was an illegitimate child, she was Laritte Bruier loved by everyone. It was her deep inner thoughts
In other words, it was the ending her soul wanted.
When Laritte, an adult, left the mansion, her soul followed her. She also watched Laritte cuddling with the fake Olivia.
My daughter! Its been half a year, and you look taller again! The County is also rciful. Allowing you to see Mom on a regular basis
She chatted with Olivia. Laritte was smiling brightly with a happy blush.
Her soul smiled broadly by her side.
I hope you, who was unhappy in reality, dream of a happy dream and then left.
Even though Larittes soul did not know about the afterlife, she was sure that there would be a comfortable future if Laritte died like this.
It was an intuition that only a soul knew.
Laritte chattered with Olivia.
Sister Rose is getting married. The Duke is the second most remarkable man in the Empire. How excited is sister that she cant sleep at night and cos into my bed?
Then, the background surrounding them shook. The soul looked around with an anxious face.
What? Why is this all of a sudden?
Laritte was only referring to Ian though her hard-earned mories were trying to break into this space.
Only by ntioning the man?
Even at the mont when her soul was bewildered, Larittes ti passed quickly.
Fake Ian walked into the mansion to et Rose.
Laritte opened the gates on her own to welco her brother-in-law for her own sweet half-sister.
No!
The mont the soul scread to stop Laritte and Ian from eting, she faced Duke Ian Reinhardt, not her husband.
You are Roses younger sister, Laritte Bruier. Nice to et you.
At this ti, Larittes response was, sister is waiting, please co in, but she muttered it with determination.
Ian.
Eh?
Ian?
What am I doing now?
Larittes expression disappeared, and she returned to her original face. With that, all illusions disappeared and the surroundings collapsed. The backgrounds were folded like paper and vanished into the air, leaving only a black space again.
Only her soul remained with Laritte and glared with a fearso gaze.
Whats wrong with you? This way we could be comfortable! You would be happy all the ti!
As she hesitated, not knowing the identity of the souls identity, the soul continued to pour out her words.
You are going back to the painful reality because of that one guy?
Who?
I am you. You are .
With her soul weeping, she introduced herself to Laritte.
I want you to be happy.
Laritte tried to talk to herself.
* * *
After a while, reality.
Seta, lying in the corner, found the soul awake, standing at Larittes bedside.
What?
He jumped up, wondering if he had seen it wrong. It was because Larittes soul faded even after one glance at Ian.
Seta shouted.
OH!
The soul was on its way back into Larittes body!
Ian was also aware of this incident. It was because her fingertips moved slightly. He couldnt even bear to call Laritte, so he held his breath. Then, he raised her upper body in the coffin and hugged her.
.
As he moved his trembling lips, he touched Larittes face.
When Larittes eyelids finally began to twitch, tears ran down Ians cheeks and fell on her forehead. Laritte thought.
Oh, what touched my forehead?
Her eyelids lifted.
Blue eyes that captured the real world after a long ti and Ians distorted expression were very close.
.
Although Ian said sothing, he was overwheld and could only breathe. Only his forearm, holding Laritte, had strength.
Laritte smiled softly when she realized he had called her.
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