Chapter 110 - I Was The Villain’s Younger Sister (1)
“If you can’t give everything, then don’t give it. If possible, don’t give your forgiveness to the one who locked you up and hurt you like this.” I told him.
Love only those who will give you everything, especially the heroine, and I hope you will not forgive the father who made you this way.
In the book, the red rose defended justice. Right, Archduke Harnim also defended justice. The red rose symbolized the passion, and the cold blue eyes of the Ricdorian symbolizes justice and spirit.
But what mattered most and what he should remember was that his father, who was righteous to others, was not righteous to him.
“Justice is good, but I’d rather be a villain when it’s difficult.” I advised, despite knowing it would be difficult for him to follow.
Well, if that happens that would be good, and even if not, I guess it would be a good food for thought, something for him to think about again.
“Don’t cry.” I said as I stole the gem-like tear that slowly fell from his eyes gently with my inner thumb.
Ricodorian continued to whimper.
His harsh hands grabbed me which shook the harshness violently. He was whimpering, even at this moment, and even in his beast state, it seems that he still can cry like a human does.
Is this a good thing for you? Is that a good thing for me?
Instead of pulling out my hand, I held his cheeks and lowered my head close to his. His lips brushed against my forehead as I did so.
“You’ll be fine.” I told him.
Jair told me that he would try to prevent the abuse of Harnim as much as possible. I’m already at my limit, I already did all that I could do to help him and there is nothing more I can do for him. What I’ve done has been drawn up already.
“Goodbye.” I told him as I finally let go of his face.
I knew too well about the extent of the chain’s power. I knew when to pull out of his hand before he had the chance to go any further. But the moment I was just getting farther away from him, it seems like my fingertips were caught.....Was I just caught?
It was a distance that I thought he could never reach.
Pitter-patter.
Sure enough, something red fell to the floor and made a black mark on its landing.
It was blood.
“Ricdorian!” I exclaimed.
“...promise.” He said, still holding onto my fingers.
His wrist was torn. The chains that have been stretched by force made his arms tremble with blood.
Blood was gushing from his wound, he tore his flesh by trying to reach me while his chains held him back. I wanted to see the extent of his wound and how badly he was hurt, but I couldn’t move because of my fingertips that were barely caught by him.
“Are you going to keep...” Ricdorian began to ask.
This was a place where the light was dim. And I couldn’t tell what condition the crouching Ricdorian was in. Whether it’s the rational or grown-up side of him who was talking.
“Promise, you’ll keep it.” His cracked and desperate voice made it impossible to guess what personality he’s in right now.
“...Make sure to treat your wounds.” I rummaged through my pockets and passed the ointment to his hand. I came to give this to him from the very first place anyway.
He smiled faintly, “I will. I always listen to you very well.”
I still did not know which side of him was talking to me, but Ricdorian kissed my fingertips and let them go slowly as if he wasn’t hurting presently.
I saw his fingertips tremble as I gradually stepped back.
“You’ll keep your word, Iana.” He said it over and over again making sure I would never forget it.
His gaze, along with the slow raising of his head, pierced straight right through me and made my chest ache painfully.
Staring back at me were deep blue eyes, like that of the transparent sea. Seeing his irises made me self-conscious and I quickly averted his gaze and casted my eyes downward. Shortly afterwards, I lifted them up again to answer him.
“Yes, I will. ”
I said and then he smiled broadly.
“A year from now. If you get out of prison.”
Ricdorian’s face was beaming at my words. Indeed, it was a farewell.
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“I am finally out!”
The process of getting out of prison was ridiculously simple. I’ll just grab a bag full of my stuff and go towards the main gate, just like that and I’m done here.
“The road is also easy to take.” I observed.
Besides, I didn’t have that much luggage. That was because my luggage had been transported in advance and I arranged my belongings that would be good for three months.
“...but still, it’s not too simple.” I muttered dejectedly and lifted my baggage.
“The sky is also clear.” I said to myself as I stared at the clear blue expanse without a cloud in sight.
It was such a blue sky.
It may be hot in the summer, but surprisingly, the temperature in this area is not that high. The guard who guided me as I walked towards the gate, politely greeted me, I also gave him a polite greeting and bowed my head in response.
But then he stared at me in surprise with his eyes wide open.
Why did he look so surprised?
It was the first time I saw the face of the guard reveal such expression. No, I suppose it’s because I was wearing clothes that were unfamiliar to the guard’s eyes. Maybe that is why he was showing off a face like that. At this time, I shook my head roughly, erasing the face with a tearful blush that kept coming to my mind.
Let’s enjoy our freedom for now.
Freedom!
I breathed deeply and felt my lungs expand as fresh air filled it. Even if I lived a prisoner’s life, I was still not like a prisoner after all. Anyway, I was more likely in custody of a knight.
But I was glad to finally find my freedom. All right, now I can go anywhere I want to.
I grinned and unfolded what I held in my hand. It was a small piece of paper that felt light in my hand. In it were words still written in an elegant and beautiful handwriting.
[I will pick you up on that day.]
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