Chapter 119

“It’s bad timing. Let’s just refuse her request and tell her to go home······.” (Elenia)

“No!” (Ruby)

I hastily interrupted Elenia’s words as she slowly opened her mouth.

Her red eyes widened.

“Ruby, you don’t have to force yourself to meet her. I will separately·····.” (Elenia)

“I’m not forcing myself. There’s something else I want to talk to her about.” (Ruby)

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Besides, you have to leave soon.” (Elenia)

“We don’t know when I’ll have to leave yet, isn’t there a bit of time to spare for some tea? (Ruby)

“But Ruby·····.” (Elenia)

“It’s okay, Ellen. Really. After all, she’s Ellen’s old friend.” (Ruby)

Whether it’s for me or something else, Elenia had already sent out her nanny, who looked after her from an early age, and she shouldn’t have to be involved in these matters anymore.

Moreover, I was wondering why Freya wanted to see me.

“…Are you sure you’re okay?” (Elenia)

“Of course, did you forget what kind of person I am?” (Ruby)

***

On a snowy, winter afternoon, I unexpectedly sat down for tea at a table situated in the garden of the greenhouse, surrounded by a sumptuous spring landscape.

I was also facing Freya.

My last memory of Freya was of her appearance in the mirror room of Angvan Palace.

She was frozen and solely staring at me while everyone else was distracted by the roar of the dragon.

Indeed, Freya, who I haven’t seen in a long time, was as neat and elegant as ever.

She seemed to be at ease, yet a little less relaxed, but overall, nothing seemed to have changed much.

However, after asking to see me, she seemed unwilling to open her mouth.

Freya wasn’t the only one, we also showed no signs of initiating a dialogue.

The air in the greenhouse was warm, but it felt like a cold wind was blowing through.

It wasn’t because of me though, it was probably because of Elenia, who was sitting upright and staring at her childhood friend with a cold expression on her face.

I don’t know what happened between the two.

However, considering Elenia’s attitude, I can only guess that a decisive moment must have taken place.

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Freya was evidently neither talking to nor looking at Elenia.

just sat with rigid shoulders and her head bowed, looking at the

situation was like this, but

it be okay if you left us alone for a

was scheduled to leave soon anyway, but I asked cautiously because she was

holding the glass,

me if

me, turned her gaze to Freya

the two of

shone through the glass ceiling

of conversing with the silent visitor, I sipped tea and

lemon tarts, crisp cookies, colorful cupcakes, and, of course, chocolate

cake that I ate this morning was

scornful air, eventually lifting her eyes slowly

dipped the almond cookie into the creamy pudding, pushed

“…Madam.”

“What is it, Lady?”

all, I’m glad

you. The tea has a pleasant smell, so do and go

Silence resumed once more.

in no hurry to bring up the topic of discussion and instead, just stared at

going to

looked a bit

to apologize

her convenience, she

much the same

don’t expect

“········.”

are

was best according to my own beliefs. I still feel

various experiences from the time I was born. And after having lived with these values in

a cookie still in my

“·······.”

a diverse array of colorful

after beckoning the escorts standing outside the entrance to retreat, they

frozen with a bewildered expression, assuming

back in my seat and folded my arms while chewing whatever was

“Go on.”

of water circulating in the fountain could be

me as her face paled and

don’t try to help themselves, no one

thing to say. Which book is

why a woman like Madam has been neglecting herself like that for so long, but it seems like

that’s what this

sympathy and pity, but nonetheless, I can’t help that my need to lament comes first. Why······

“······.”

help at any time in your current position, but why didn’t you do anything until things got so bad? Why did

pain, violence, fear, coercion and shame

woman who had never personally experienced any of this

whether she knew or didn’t know anything

curious about the moment she witnessed at that time and wanted to

others needlessly worry? (T/N: This is still internal monologue, from the POV of what Ruby

enough, I felt

when they were born and raised in an entirely different environment and never experienced

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