10 minutes later.
“I told you not to come out. That was really dangerous!”
“I-I was wrong…”
Shuel, who was sitting on the bed with his hands raised, trembled as I applied medicine to his cheeks. After that, I blew on it in an attempt to soothe and scolded the child furiously.
“Now look at what happened. A bruise is forming. But who cares? You should’ve taken more care of yourself!”
It was upsetting to see his tender skin becoming red and swollen.
It’s a big deal if he really got injured. Was he crazy?
While suppressing the sudden urge to pinch his cheeks, I gently applied the medicine. But Shuel mumbled with his puffy cheeks.
“B-but I heard you screaming….”
Shuel had his eyes down as if reflecting on his mistake and peeked at me secretly.
“Isn’t Rwen scared of that frog?”
“…..I am not afraid of that.”
“Then why were you screaming and begging for it to be removed?”
Frankly, that was a good question. I had no words for him.
“I-I was just saying that….”
“You begged for help.”
Shuel tilted his head as if he could not understand my words. As if he doubted that was really the reason why.
Children don’t listen well. It was the same, no matter how much the risk was emphasised.
That was why I assumed he had deliberately came out of the door because he got tired of staying in the room all day.
“I thought you were very scared, so I came out…..”
“……”
“Was I mistaken…..?”
Shuel glanced at me frowning but quickly looked away, avoiding my eyes like a scolded puppy.
Looking at that face, I took a deep breath and quietly mumbled out.
“…..Thank you.”
Shuel’s eyes widened at my gratitude. He didn’t seem to understand why he was being thanked.
I smiled faintly at the sight of that face.
“It was the first time someone has done that for me. Thank you so much.”
No matter what kind of bullying I was subjected to, no one has ever helped me until now.
I had gotten used to it, but there were days when I couldn’t even stand it.
I was foolish. Shuel must have already been aware of the dangers of wandering around after the incident where he was kidnapped.
Shuel knew he would be seriously injured if he left the room.
Nevertheless, he ran out when I screamed and protected me.
Shuel’s small back that seemed very wide and his innocent smile will remain in my memories for a long time.
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Even after parting ways with the child, I always could recall that memory anytime or whenever I was having a hard time.
“Hehe.”
Shuel smiled brightly at my words and slowly lowered his hand. I smiled at his face and hardened my expression.
“Shouldn’t you raise your hand properly?”
“Hngh….”
* * *
To be honest, I was anticipating something to happen.
Since I only burnt a sleeve, would Jeffrey let it go?
Moreover, the mansion had been so busy these days that they barely had time to discipline me. So wouldn’t there be a possibility that they would move on without paying attention to me this time?
For a brief moment, I truly believed that was the case.
In a room similar to mine, my face was a blank canvas as I stood in front of my mother.
‘No way….’
My expectations were too high.
As soon as I thought of that, I heard a sharp rustling sound.
I shut my eyes reflexively, but there was no hand striking my cheek.
“Y-you. Arwen Broschte!”
When I opened my eyes and faced my mother, she was glaring at me with demon-like eyes.
My mother gritted her teeth, her hands shaking as she lifted Jeffrey’s shirt again, which had a hole in it.
“This shirt…..! It was made from the finest silk!”
The way she stared at the shirt was completely different from the way she stared at me. She was staring at the shirt as if the world was crumbling down.
There were signs that they tried to repair it, but it was not likely that it would ever return to its original state.
When her pitiful eyes met mine, it instantly became vicious.
“If the candle fell, you should have blocked it with your own clothes. You idiot!”
“I-I’m sorry. I was so surprised…..”
“You’re saying that now. Goodness, how could this have happened?!”
My mother was ridiculously dramatic.
“The Count of Teflon is arriving tomorrow and the eldest son’s clothes look like this! Are you crazy, Arwen?”
My mother’s piercing voice rang through my head.
I looked up at her, forgetting to make a dumb face.
‘Count Teflon?’
He was a nouveau riche.
He had discovered a mine full of raw diamonds in a poor land and instantly became wealthy. He was a man who lived with enormous fortunes.
However, the reason Count Teflon was famous even in this countryside was due to his violent temper rather than his wealth.
Jeffrey’s sudden vacation. Father observed me as if he was monitoring me…and what my mother had just said.
Count Teflon wouldn’t come to the countryside without any reason. Clearly something was going on.
The puzzle pieces scattered in my head were slowly pieced together to form an ominous picture.
What if Jeffrey had gotten into trouble and was almost kicked out of the academy?
He would need a lot of money to solve it, and if it was paid by the nouveau riche through some kind of deal….
The Broschte estate was poor. There was only one thing that could be offered for the deal.
A foolish but beautiful daughter. Arwen Broschte.
I felt as though my blood was rushing out of my body and I struggled not to bite my lips.
I squeezed out my dumbfounded vocal cords and asked my mother.
“Mother, what do you mean by Count Teflon?”
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“Oh, that.”
Her mouth, which had been screaming relentlessly, shut in an instant.
Seeing my prideful mother, who would often rebuke me, quiet like that…I felt a void.
After a while, she attempted to straighten her shoulders and spoke arrogantly.
“Yes. He will come.”
I struggled to moisten my parched mouth.
Despite all the signs, I still couldn’t believe it.
You guys are human too. There’s no way you all had decided that while wearing human masks.
“Mother. He-”
“Don’t worry. There’s nothing for you to worry about. He’ll be travelling down quietly, so there won’t be any rumors.” Mother replied.
Even though I have yet to ask my question, I felt as though I was being stabbed.
I was stunned.
“…..Mother.”
This can’t be true. Those words were stuck in my throat.
You say there was nothing wrong. Then why did you need to see me?
Saying there wouldn’t be any rumours was also a lie.
He was notorious even in the countryside. There was no way that news of such a person would not disperse to the capital.
If the rumors were spread, my marriage prospects would be ruined.
No, even if I hadn’t met Count Teflon before that…would I still be safe?
“I’m certain your father will become drunk since he’s in a good mood, but he’ll grab you once he sees this shirt. Head upstairs, quickly!”
My father would beat my mother whenever he was drunk. No, it wasn’t just my mother.
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He acted like a blind man. He would throw an expensive pocket watch instead of a cheap plate and raise his voice.
At the same time, I rarely got hit. It was because mother would always block the way.
If I ever got hurt, she would apply medicine with her hand and say, ‘This pretty face will be scarred.’
Did I unknowingly misunderstood everything?
My fingertips were cold. It felt as if my heart had stopped.
I lowered my head and turned around.
Step by step. I took a step as if I was walking towards my death.
From the moment I opened the door and returned back to my room, not once did my mother stop me.
* * *
I had no idea what kind of spirit had entered the room with me. I broke down as soon as I opened the door.
“Rwen?!”
Shuel ran to me in surprise. The name he called out was unfamiliar.
Of course it was. Because there was not a single person who had ever called me by my nickname.
Shuel hurriedly shut the door, organised the dolls he had scattered, knelt down beside me, and fidgeted.
“Rwen. What happened?”
Children were simple yet observant. I couldn’t answer his question.
I had opened my mouth, but my voice wouldn’t come out.
At the sight of me, tears welled up in Shuel’s eyes.
“I feel like crying…….”
Shuel’s voice as he muttered those words felt even sadder.
I tried to open my quivering lips and say something, but tears started to fall down from my eyes.
“Hngh…..”
Tears continuously poured down my cheeks.
Shuel quickly embraced me as I cried while trying to catch my breath.
The child’s small and thin arms tried its best to hold me. My face was buried in his shoulder.
I felt miserable.
Rather than the fact that she had sold me. Rather than the fact that she loved Jeffrey more than me.
It was the fact that I misunderstood her attention, that seemed like a welcoming rain in a drought, for love.
It was unbearable and heartbreaking that I had helplessly loved her as a mother.
It felt as though I was grabbed by the hair and thrown into the streets.
“Don’t cry, Rwen. Don’t cry…..”
Shul cried. He quickly started crying when I couldn’t stop my tears. The child cried and dug into my arms.
The child cried for me.
For me, who was abandoned by my parents. For me, who shared no ounce of blood with him.
The moment I realised that, my suffocating feelings and tears subsided.
I took a breath and lifted my head from the child’s shoulder. Shuel’s face was visible with anxiety and covered in tears.
I smiled and pointed at Shuel’s shoulder. Tears were stained into his shirt in the shape of a human’s face.
“Look at this.”
It was meant to be a light joke, but Shuel glanced at his shoulder and cried even more. I became a little embarrassed.
W-wasn’t it funny?
“Why did you cry?”
“Dust got into my eyes.”
“Liar……”
I smiled and wiped Shuel’s tearful eyes again. Why are you crying more than me?
“Shuel.”
“Y-yes.”
“Let’s leave tonight.”
Shuel’s eyes widened at my nonchalant words. Those eyes, that turned grey after fully absorbing the potion, went large.
We had to leave tonight. Tomorrow would already be too late.
If we sneak out now and head to the Capital, it would only take one month for a one way round trip.
By that point, Count Teflon would have already gotten tired of waiting and returned back.
It would be much easier to hide up here, but it’s not impossible for the two of us to climb up.
Perhaps because I had just cried, the tip of my nose was cold. I also felt relieved.
However, I became a little sympathetic to the child in front of me, and I smiled faintly.
“I’ll bring you home.”
And I will finally say goodbye to you.
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