I really can’t trust that so-called X, the owner of the royal library. Seems like someone who would sell fake medicines somewhere and tell lies.

Until a moment ago, worried that I might be under the spell, I urgently recited spells that were not spells to Shasha.

‘Anyway, I easily fall for strange things. If it were modern times, I would have fallen for scams several times.’

With a sarcastic smile, I gently patted Shasha’s chest as she slept.
‘The idea of hypnotizing myself is so amusing. So… if I say, “Hypnosis, be released,” will it actually be released? It’s nonsense. There’s no such thing as hypnosis.’

That was the moment.

I felt something strange. The sudden sensation of falling asleep and the words spoken by the emperor long ago came to mind.

[Seeing that the child has not been named for half a year after birth… You can easily guess what kind of treatment I received.]

I didn’t understand why that statement suddenly came to mind.

[Eventually, you will remember. Because your hypnosis is cast on a different soul.]

Whether it was because I heard that Isabella’s hypnosis was cast on a different soul and not on the soul that is the current owner of this body, so it would soon be released, I don’t know…

Really… It felt like something was being released.

With the pouring sleep.

Is this a dream, or reality?

What is this? I just closed my eyes for a moment, unable to overcome the pouring sleep.

But it seems like I started dreaming. A vivid dream. I looked around. Before my eyes, which were empty just a moment ago, a stage appeared as if a play was unfolding.

And the story began on that stage.

[Shannensia had no name. For quite a long time after being born, there was no name. My brother and I called Shannensia the baby.]

This is a memory I erased. If I didn’t erase it, I couldn’t bear to watch. Mother cursed Shannensia, the youngest, with intense hatred. It was hard to see that every day.

‘I wish she had never been born, or rather, never come to our family…’

That small wish became a small key and slowly opened the door of memory.

I was 13 years old. It was an oddly drizzly day.

The rain that had been falling for days didn’t seem to stop, and the road was a mess. In the midst of that rain, Mother’s labor pains suddenly began.

My younger brother, Selfion, and I were worried about our mother, unable to sit still.

Although we were initially excited about the joy of the imminent birth of our younger sibling, we stood in front of Mother’s room, expecting, but the labor pain had been going on for ten hours. Only the moans of our groaning mother echoed through the corridor.

It was an unusually long labor for someone who had already given birth twice.

‘If it hadn’t rained, would nothing have happened?’

It was a day when such thoughts came to mind. The summoned midwife couldn’t come to the mansion because the road was blocked by landslides.

One side of the road was blocked by large rocks that had come down from the mountain due to a landslide, and the opposite side lost its way so much that the carriage couldn’t approach.

It was too dangerous to come even if she wanted to.

“When the hell is she coming! Damn… damn…!”

The viscount’s anger surged. Although it was thought to be an easy delivery for the third child, the child was causing trouble.

Finally, when the labor pains that started in the afternoon passed into the early morning, the rain stopped. And not long after, someone’s cry was heard.
As the midwife couldn’t come, and the maidservants of the house were bustling around, the baby was finally born.

“It’s born!”

Selfion and I, who had dozed off in front of the room, woke up for a moment at the sound, but Selfion fell back asleep. He even laid down on the floor, showing how sleepy he was. However, I couldn’t do that.

Even though the baby was born, I knew I couldn’t see the child right away. A newborn baby is delicate, can’t come out of the room, and needs to eat its mother’s milk and be cleaned.

I eagerly waited for Father, who was inside preparing, to open the door. My younger sibling was born, so I wanted to see the baby soon.

But the newborn sibling was a bit strange. Although the baby was born, there was no sound of crying.

Ten minutes, thirty minutes, an hour… No sound came from inside even after two hours.

And when exactly three hours had passed, Father came out from inside, holding the baby.

“Father!”

But Father turned away as if avoiding me.

“Why, Father? Wasn’t the sibling born? Why did you bring the baby out? The baby is…”

I saw it then. Something that had turned black, like a doll. The strange object piled up on the white cloth in Father’s arms…

“What… is that?”

Only then did Father look at me quietly.

“Isabella.”

“Yes?”

“You don’t know anything. Your newborn sibling was born without any problems. Understand?”

I blinked my eyes.

“Born without any problems…”

“Your father will soon restore everything… You haven’t seen anything, understood?”

“Ah…”