Chapter 7 (1/2)
Chapter 7
The Monster was in anguish.
He waved at her to follow him.
The two walked down the dark corridor. After a while, they arrived in front of the locked room. He said something while picking the door with a key.
“First of all, this isn’t a room for sacrifice.”
It’s not?
Leticia stood nervous at the door.
Then what is it?
She was surprised when she looked inside.
The room was full of silver luster.
The moon illuminates the room from the wide window.
The northern moon was exceptionally bright. There was a soft, bright light that shone through the whole room.
The inside was cluttered, but she could still recognize it.
The walls on all sides were now being repainted.
Something has been sketched on the ceiling. Perhaps it was trying to portray the forest and animals.
What about the altar?
It was next to a bed with a pink insignia.
It certainly looked like an altar earlier, but now that she saw it closely, it wasn’t.
It was a big desk with a small backrest chair that was in full swing and had the same height as the desk.
That was it.
It was ridiculously far from the cruel scenery she imagined in horror.
Leticia looked around the vicinity with puzzled eyes.
“Then what the hell is this room…?”
“It’s your room.”
“Eh?”
“I asked Mrs. Alexa to make it quickly. You’re our guest at the castle, you are also the first guest they met. Even if you stay for only a day, we have to treat you properly.”
The Monster Lord said bluntly.
‘It was my room?’
I never imagined.
Leticia walked into the room altogether.
The window was lined with wooden dolls. Thanks to them, the scenery of the wilderness in the darkness beyond seemed a little more cordial.
There were small, round footboards scattered around the room. They thought that Leticia, who is still small, would need them for reaching things.
It was all that way.
They even considered the little things Leticia might have trouble in.
They decorated the room with all of their heart, even though she was a coward child who was never going to run away.
‘You don’t know anything, and you’ve got a ridiculous misunderstanding!’
She scratched her cheek awkwardly.
There is no such instance. She had to apologize immediately to the owner of the castle.
But he looked very rigid. When their eyes met, he spoke in a stiff tone.
“Of course I know it’s too shabby. It’s like a maid room for a Countess’ lady like you—.”
“What?”
Leticia was surprised.
Only then she understood.
From the moment he brought up the room, he became very blunt. It was because he expected that Leticia would be very disappointed to see this room.
That’s why the maids were flustered when Leticia pried.
A shabby room for a Count’s daughter that is from the capital.
Everyone assumed so. They never dreamed what kind of cold treatment that Leticia received in the attic that is half of a room.
“We’re not neglecting our guests, but this is the best we can afford.”
He said so and threw his head down.
Leticia was speechless.
He was looking at her as a finely grown noble. He thought she was a noble daughter of a count.
‘I wish I had been like that.’
Leticia wanted to be such a precious child, too.
For a moment, she felt like she wanted to be misunderstood continuously.
Where no one knew who she was, she just wanted to look beloved and raised as a daughter like Naemi.
But—
Such vanity prevented her from her hurting others.
“Oh, no.”
Leticia quietly said something.
“Everything here is new.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve never had a new one.”
She confessed with a quivering voice.
After she said that, she felt more insecure. A mixture of shame and embarrassment heated up her face.
‘I think I’m going to cry.’
She bit her lips hard, but it didn’t work. Tears welled up in her eyes.
“…?”
The Monster Lord stared in amazement, he seemed more embarrassed than any other.
A 12-year-old child suddenly cries and embarrasses her partner.
This was a really stupid situation. Leticia then hurriedly wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
“I’m sorry.”
Then, she heard the door slamming somewhere outside.
Maybe someone came out of the room. It’s probably one of the old ladies.