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.

shoulders and her head bowed,

was like this, but it shouldn’t be like

it be okay if you

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

the

me if anything

directed her words toward me, turned her gaze to Freya

finally just the two of us

clear, winter sun shone through the glass ceiling and

visitor, I sipped tea

fresh lemon tarts, crisp cookies, colorful

that I ate this morning

still giving off a scornful air, eventually lifting her eyes slowly and

like normal and dipped the almond cookie into the creamy pudding, pushed it

“…Madam.”

“What is it, Lady?”

of all,

The tea has a pleasant smell, so do

Silence resumed once more.

came to see me yet she was in no hurry to bring up the topic of discussion

to pick a fight

a bit

going to apologize

convenience, she

pretty much the

please don’t

“········.”

are on_the

what I thought was best according to my own

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

a cookie still

“·······.”

scene unfolded, I strode across a diverse array of colorful

entrance to

Freyja was frozen with a bewildered expression, assuming that

my seat and folded my

“Go on.”

stream of water circulating in the

her face paled and continued

don’t try to help themselves, no one

to say. Which book is this

Madam has been neglecting herself like that for so long, but it

that’s what this

but nonetheless, I can’t help that my need to lament comes first. Why······ why the hell did you live your life

“······.”

help at any time in your current position, but why didn’t you do anything until things got so bad? Why did you not think about taking a more active approach on life

alienation, solitude, rejection, death, pain, violence,

experienced any of

wasn’t about whether she knew or didn’t know

just more or less curious about the moment she witnessed at

the values of nobility by living so pathetically and passively, making others needlessly worry? (T/N: This is still internal monologue, from the POV of what Ruby is thinking

felt amused rather than

may just be a natural course of action for a person to react like her, when they were born and raised in an entirely different environment and never experienced what the

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