Chapter 6 (1/2)
“I told you not to go out because the balcony is dangerous.”
Dylan’s voice was cold.
‘Why does he only show up when I’m on the balcony?’
“If you fall down out here, you might die. Don’t you know how small and weak you are?”
Dylan grabbed Emilie’s arm and came into the room.
Emilie’s arms, held under his palm, were so thin that Dylan’s forehead was crumpled.
(Dy) Too weak. If something goes wrong, she might break.
The father of such a child…
“Why are you doing this when you hate me?”
Dylan turned his head to Emilie’s defiant voice.
“What do you mean?”
“Why do you keep telling me not to go out to the balcony when you tell me to piss off?”
“It’s dangerous.”
“If I just fall out of the balcony, won’t I disappear from your sight?”
Dylan was bewildered by Emilie’s bold and straightforward remarks.
“That’s not what I meant!”
Dylan raised his voice frustratedly. When Emilie flinched, Dylan had a ‘Darn it!’ look on his face.
“I’m sorry for yelling at you.”
“It’s okay. I’ve always been told to piss off, so I don’t mind this much.”
“……Are you sure you’re okay?”
“No.” Emilie said in a dead voice.
“I told you to get out of here…..phew.”
Dylan didn’t know what to do, so disheveled his hair out of control. His blue hair flowed down like the sea.
A moment later, he said with determined eyes:
“Victoire and Damon are trying to take advantage of you.”
Unlike Dylan, who speaks with great determination, Emilie was not shaken at all.
I knew. That they kept me for whatever reason as I have a purpose. Unless I was an idiot, I wouldn’t notice that.
‘If you’re trying to kick me out with these words, you’re mistaken.’
But with the next words that followed, even Emilie could not help but swallow her surprised breath.
“Victoire is not Count Daughtry.”
“What?”
“We’re bloodlines of the Duke of Leschine.”
Dylan’s loud voice became like a stone and hit Emilie’s head with a ‘wham!’
‘Are you trying to get rid of me with that nonsense?’
Emilie’s eyes shook like waves.
The Duke of Leschine was already exiled decades ago for treason.
‘It was our Duke of Cabezo who revealed the fact that the Duke of Leschine had attempted treason.’
Unlike the aristocratic and arrogant Duke of Cabezo, the Duke of Leschine was highly respected. He was the first to open a food warehouse to people during the famine and not leave anybody in times of national crisis.
The news of the treason of the Duke of Leschine surprised many people, aristocrats and ordinary people. Even now, few people even believed that it was a set-up made by the Duke of Cabezo.
But these people are the blood of the Duke of Leshchine.
“How can I believe that?”
“You’ve probably seen it, too. The [Heart of Olga].”
Dylan’s remark made Emilie feel chilly at that moment.
[Heart of Olga]. It was a name that Emilie heard before her death in her previous life. The treasure and power of the family to be restored someday.
The [Heart of Olga] was the continent’s best magic stone that governs life and death. It was literally made from the heart of Olga, an ancient wizard. But the [Heart of Olga] was split in half and lost its power, and the Duke of Cabezo and the Duke of Leschine kept half each.
What the Duke of Cabezo had was called [Trikol] and what the Duke of Leschine had was called [Trium.]
‘But [Trium] disappeared along with the fall of the Duke of Leschine.’
Dylan spoke more confidently when he realized Emilie was agitated.
“Trikol and Trium are originally one. So when the full moon comes up, they cry for their other half.”
Emilie opened her mouth in surprise.
It was a fact that no one would have known it unless they had seen the [Heart of Olga]. It’s a secret story.
Emilie had heard the cry of [Trikol] in the basement when she ran out of the room in a nightmare as a child.
‘It was a creepy sound. Dylan heard that terrible sound too? How?’
Dylan grinned as he read the question in Emilie’s eyes.
“Because [Trium] is in our house.”
Emilie looked at Dylan without a word. Her mouth was open, but no sound came out of her throat.
‘You might have heard rumors somewhere. Or maybe it’s the swindlers who got [Trium]. No, that’s not what’s important anyway!’
Emilie finally opened her mouth.
“The reason you kidnapped me is because you want to kill me and get revenge on my family?”
The Duke of Leschine was exterminated because of the Duke of Cabezo, so it would make sense that they kept Emilie for revenge.
Dylan laughed it off.
“No way. How can a fool take revenge on a hated child?”
Dylan hit the nail on the head. Emilie spaced out as if she had been hit.
“You’re disappointed that you won’t be killed?”
“That’s not it, but….why did you bring a child who’s not loved?”
“Even if you disappear, the Duke of Cabezo will not find you.”
“…..”
Emilie felt a sharp thorn piercing her chest.
‘I thought of that, but…but still I was slightly expecting it…’
Emilie asked in a quivering voice:
“Is my father….looking for me?”
“In the beginning, they did. But they quit in two days. And then officially announced that you were dead.”
“….!”
Shocked, Emilie stumbled. Dylan was surprised then hurriedly assisted Emilie.
“Emilie, can you stand?”
“Ah, no. I’m so dizzy.”
Dylan, who turned pale, held Emilie and sat her on the sofa. Emilie’s chest tightened, she breathed in and out and repeated.