“His Highness the Duke has opened his eyes.”

“Ah, that’s a relief. A real relief.”

Rona clasped her hands together, momentarily overcome with emotion.

“How did you find out?”

“His Highness the Duke has regained his health. He’s going to return to the social and political scene. That’s why they’re hiring a lot of people to work in the Duke’s residence.”

My friend wants to move from her current job because her employer is difficult. Plus, the salary is higher there. Lorie added.

“But how did you, who only stayed in Hadyunsha, know about that?”

Lorie, who just turned seventeen, was still a naive maid. Rona had chosen her among the skilled maids because she was relatively young. Everyone wanted to serve Miss Elysia, and Lorie was chosen, which was a big fuss, saying it was luck, honor, etc. In other words, she was an existence that could cry, laugh, and roll if Elysia, the lady shrouded in secrets, asked.

“That’s hard to explain.”

Rona smiled awkwardly. Seeing her face, Lorie had a dreamy expression.

“Ha, Miss. Is that related to the revelation of the Five Gods?”

“Well, that’s a bit hard for me to say.”

When she smiled awkwardly again, Lorie exclaimed fervently.

“Miss. Could you make that expression just once more?”

When Rona smiled with a complex expression that seemed uncertain, unwilling to say, Lorie made a ‘gak’ sound.

“Haa, I’m glad I became Miss’s maid.”

After Rona sent the excited Lorie, who said our Miss is so pretty no matter what expression she made, out of the room, it finally quieted down.

“Phew. Elleon. Elleon can see.”

She had to leave abruptly without saying a word or leaving a single contact.

‘I’ll be back soon. Mr. Elleon.’

What would he think of her, who had said so and disappeared?

“What would he think? He probably doesn’t think anything.”

Rona murmured selfmockingly.

The reason Elleon depended on her was because he couldn’t see.

The original Elleon was a person of high rank who could overlook even the imperial throne, being second in line to the imperial succession. Also the highest knight of the empire. He lacked nothing.

There’s no need for him to listen to the books she reads, to be curious about the scenery she describes.

Because now he can read with his eyes, he can see for himself.

“I wanted to see Elleon’s eyes open.”

The last image of Elleon left in Rona’s memory was a miserable sight of him, tied to the bed forcibly, suffering in pain and raging like a wounded beast.

Was it her greed to have wanted to see his glorious and radiant appearance at least once, since she stayed by his side during his most unfortunate times?

Was it her stubbornness to think that she, who made Elleon, who had fallen to the bottom, live like a human being, might be a bit special to him?

“He might not want to meet me ever again.”

In front of ‘Rona’, Elleon had shown too much of his bottom. As if taming a humiliated beast, she, who served him, always told him ‘it’s okay, it’s okay’. It’s okay not to be embarrassed, because Rona is a person hired for that.

“He might feel bad remembering those times when he sees me.”

Rona looked in the mirror. Having received a few days of care in the Duke’s house, her hair was shiny, her eyes looked deeper. She hadn’t given much thought to it, always wearing a maid’s outfit and often tying her hair, but wearing just the soft everyday clothes made of muslin, she looked elegant and beautifully graceful. That atmosphere seemed to have been inherited from her mother Mariella.

“I’m glad he doesn’t know what I look like.”

Because he never saw her.

Knock, knock.

Lorie called her clumsily.

“Miss Elysia. The Duchess is looking for you. The etiquette teacher is here.”

“I’ll go now.”

‘Rona’ was a nonexistent person in this world.

“I have to live as Elysia now.”

Looking at the mirror one more time and adjusting the collar, she straightened her back.

“Let’s go.”

So Elysia returned the name Rona to a poorly made drama.

Karina stared at the tasteless, burning coffee.

It was the third day since she started stamping attendance every day at Cafe Cardinal.

She came with a maybe, but there was no sign of Rona.

‘What is this. She was the one who asked if she could see me first at Café Cardinal.’

Carina couldn’t even remember when that was, but she found herself blaming Lona unnecessarily.

The number of the mailbox where Lona had been waiting for a response was no longer recognizable because the letter had been burned. There was no other way but to go through this hardship if she wanted to meet her.

It was difficult for a lady from a noble family to go around looking for someone directly. She had heard that there were errand boys who would do such things for a little money, but Carina hadn’t yet received such private funds from the Count and Countess.