Chesha glanced around.
“……”
Blue eyes stared intently at Chesha.
A large hand held Chesha tightly.
Chesha was currently sitting with Hylone in Duke Evroyel’s private lounge.
Originally, she was supposed to be with Karha, but Hylone’s sudden appearance led to this situation.
She thought he would interrogate her if they were left alone, but Hylone just held Chesha tightly and sat still.
He didn’t ask anything, so Chesha, feeling a prick of conscience, wriggled and opened her mouth first.
“Um…….”
With just that one word, Hylone knew what Chesha wanted to say.
“You’re back, that’s enough.”
He answered firmly and whispered in a low voice.
“Don’t leave now.”
Chesha simply nodded.
She had nothing to say, so all she could do was nod.
Feeling awkward, she fiddled with Hylone’s hair.
His hair, which had always sparkled silver, was now dyed black, making him look unfamiliar yet fascinating.
‘Black suits him well too,’ she thought.
Any color would suit him, but with black hair, he looked like a member of the Basilian family.
Hylone tilted his head slightly to make it easier for Chesha to touch his hair.
After touching him for a while, she asked.
“Are you going to the banquet hall?”
Blue eyes stared intently at Chesha.
Chesha mumbled, adding words to his gaze as if asking why she was asking that.
“Because it’s dangerous.”
She already knew that Hylone was planning to end the Pope’s reign at the anniversary banquet.
He was a man who rose from an orphan to the position of an Inquisitor. [An official in the church responsible for investigating and suppressing heresy.]
He would achieve whatever he wanted, so he would surely succeed this time as well.
But she didn’t know what might happen in the process.
She didn’t want Hylone to be in danger.
Especially since the Basilian family was involved in his rebellion….
‘But there’s no way to follow him.’
She could still hide her presence, but there were too many people in the banquet hall.
There was a high possibility of bumping into someone and being discovered.
‘If I wasn’t in this body, I could have entered the banquet hall too.’
Chesha clenched and unclenched her fist in dissatisfaction.
Then Hylone placed his finger on Chesha’s palm.
Chesha, who unconsciously grabbed Hylone’s finger, looked up at him.
“I won’t do anything to make you worry. And I have to end it…….”
Hylone muttered quietly, looking at her small fingers.
“Because I’ll be able to meet your mother too.”
His belief that he could meet Richessia again was still unwavering.
Chesha’s heart grew heavy as she hadn’t yet solved the problem of her body growing uncontrollably.
She was feeling gloomy without realizing it.
“……”
Hylone’s eyes narrowed.
He immediately put Chesha down on the sofa and stood up.
Chesha also belatedly widened her eyes.
Someone was approaching.
No one would dare to approach Duke Evroyel’s private space without permission.
The three brothers, who had already entered the banquet hall, would certainly not come here.
‘It’s a bad guy.’
Perhaps because the fairy’s power had diminished, her ability to sense others had definitely decreased compared to before.
‘I would have noticed first originally.’
Chesha pouted her lips.
She was a little upset, but if she felt wronged, she had no choice but to regain her strength quickly.
Hylone lightly touched the bracelet on his wrist.
He could only enter the Imperial Palace unarmed.
Hylone also did not carry the Holy Sword that he usually used, but he was someone who did not need weapons.
Clatter, a faint sound of chains brushed past her ears.
Hylone pressed down on Chesha’s head with his hand and said.
“Wait here.”
He quietly hid himself and disappeared.
Chesha, left alone in the room, sat quietly for a moment.
She was going to wait obediently for Hylone to return.
If she hadn’t seen it.
“…?”
She rubbed her eyes with her small hands.
‘Did I see something wrong?’
Chesha slid down from the sofa and approached the window with hurried steps.
But she hadn’t seen it wrong.
The fairy’s symbol was faintly imprinted on the windowpane, illuminated by the soft moonlight.
An old and worn symbol left a long time ago.
The power of the fairy who left the symbol had already disappeared, making it look as if dust had settled on it.
When Chesha lightly touched it, it immediately weathered away and disappeared.
As if it had been waiting for someone to discover it for a long time, cleanly without any regrets.
“……”
The symbol was similar to Chesha’s.
And Chesha’s mother… the Countess of Basilian had entered the Imperial Palace.
‘It’s my mother’s trace.’
Chesha opened the window wide.
She took in the cool night breeze and looked down before jumping down.
Perhaps other traces remained.
It would help to guess her mother’s past.
Chesha moved her feet as her intuition led her.
Everyone was in the banquet hall, so the outdoor garden was deserted.
Only a few people who disliked crowded places were strolling through the garden.
Chesha diligently moved her steps and arrived in front of a rose bush.
Her mother’s trace remained here as well.
The roses, filled with the pouring moonlight, were beautiful.
As red as pigeon’s blood [a vivid, deep red color], it seemed that red water would stain her hands if she touched the petals.
Chesha, who was caressing the flowers, was pricked by a rose thorn.
She flinched and pulled her hand back, but blood droplets had already formed on her finger.
The fragrant smell of blood spread on the wind.
The blood of fairies smells like flowers.
This was also the reason why slave hunters deliberately injured valuable goods in order to track down fleeing fairies.
“……”
Chesha, who had recalled a past she didn’t want to think about, frowned and rubbed the blood on a tree leaf.
And instead of the flower she accidentally broke while pulling out her hand, she bloomed a new flower on the rose stem.
The newly bloomed flower was far more beautiful than the other roses.
It was a little obvious, but it seemed okay since it was a place where people didn’t visit often.
A normal gardener wouldn’t know even if they saw it.
She was even more concerned about breaking the flower because it was a place where her mother’s trace remained.
Fairies usually leave symbols to track or mark something.
But they also left symbols to commemorate places with happy memories.
Perhaps her mother wanted to commemorate the good memories she had here.
‘Was she with Kieren?’
She hadn’t decided what to do yet.
It was because she couldn’t accept the fact that he was her biological father.
She was only staring at the roses, soaked in complex emotions of wanting to meet him and not wanting to meet him.
It was then that a broken voice was heard.
“…Chesha.”
In an instant, Chesha couldn’t breathe.
She froze, then slowly turned around.
The roses swayed as the wind blew.
Kieren was there in the midst of the colorful flower scent.
The one who might be Chesha’s biological father.
“Chesha…….”
When she couldn’t react, he called her name again.
Kieren, who approached little by little, soon knelt down in front of Chesha.
“Chesha, my daughter, why don’t you say anything? Answer your dad…….”
Something welled up inside her at the desperate whisper.
Feeling emotions surging like hot fire, Chesha called him.
“Dad.”
The moment she faced Kieren, all the worries she had been having turned to ashes and disappeared.
Nothing else mattered.
Whether Kieren Basilian was Chesha’s biological father or not.
Chesha was his family, and she was a Basilian.
“I’m back.”
As she greeted him, Kieren’s body lost strength.
“…Yeah.”
Kieren smiled with eyes that seemed like he would burst into tears at any moment.
“Welcome, my daughter.”
Chesha bit her lower lip tightly at the red eyes scarred with countless wounds.
Her heart was beating fast.
Kieren, Belzeon and the twins, and Hylone…….
She didn’t want them to suffer or be hurt anymore.
She couldn’t do anything about the wounds that had already been created, but she wanted to make sure that no one could touch them in the future.
She wanted a body that could at least hug them.
‘Everyone… will like me no matter what I look like.’
So she wanted to become a figure who could protect them.
Strong desire spread throughout her body.
“…!”
Chesha opened her eyes wide.
Her whole body was enveloped in a bright light.
The fairy’s flowers bloomed, and butterflies made of light sparkled and spread around.
Kieren was startled and grabbed Chesha.
“Chesha!”
He grabbed Chesha with all his might with a strong grip, afraid that Chesha might disappear.
But in the place where the light faded.
A grown-up Chesha was standing.