Karaf still didn’t flinch, maintaining the same posture as if he had fallen asleep again.

After a while of calmly regulating her breathing, Aisha whispered into Karaf’s ear, “Your Majesty, I believe that every flower in this world can bloom. I believe that even in a harsh environment, a flower can bloom with just one warm touch. I believe that anyone can change their fate.”

Karaf quickly fell asleep again, but as if fearing that if he let go now, he would never be able to hold it again, he tightly held Aisha’s hand. Karaf, who was always as cold as a corpse, felt strangely warm now. Perhaps it was due to poor health, or perhaps it was because he could never relax in the palace. Aisha did not know.

However, holding Aisha’s hand now felt warm, as if it were some form of relief.

Aisha, who had been engrossed in worries since her time at the Jackal’s house, regained her composure after seeing him like this. Even if he was a cursed flower, even if the prophecy that had come to him was true, she would not give up on him. Since she had returned to change the past, things would be different this time.

“As the butterfly of the empire, I hope to care for and cherish all flowers without discrimination, just as I do now. I will keep the promise I made to the gods.”

She decided to uphold those words she heard from the gods. Guiding flowers that cannot move their seeds alone might be the true role of a butterfly.
“However, holding Aisha’s hand now felt warm, as if it were some form of relief.

Aisha, who had been engrossed in worries since her time at the Jackal’s house, regained her composure after seeing him like this. Even if he was a cursed flower, even if the prophecy that had come to him was true, she would not give up on him. Since she had returned to change the past, things would be different this time.

“As the butterfly of the empire, I hope to care for and cherish all flowers without discrimination, just as I do now. I will keep the promise I made to the gods.”

She decided to uphold those words she heard from the gods. Guiding flowers that cannot move their seeds alone might be the true role of a butterfly.

On the desk were honey water and medicine that Duran had brought.

According to Duran, the medicine and honey water were what Karaf took to alleviate his pain whenever this day approached.

Aisha fed the medicine to Karaf and slowly poured the honey water into his mouth with a spoon.

Though he couldn’t swallow the medicine and honey water well, letting it flow down the side of his mouth, Aisha did not give up and carefully fed him the honey water.

“Isn’t it delicious, Jackal?”

The young foal Jackal was lying comfortably, with his face against someone’s lap.

It was him from his young days when he didn’t know how to freely switch between human and horse forms.

His mother gently stroked his fur and fed him mashed fruit juice with a spoon.

When Jackal closed his eyes and gulped down the food, she smiled contentedly.

“You’re eating well. Grow up quickly and become a splendid adult, alright?”

She gently brushed his forehead and mane.

“Our Centaur tribe is a noble race with very pure blood. Among them, the Kelphi tribe is a sacred tribe blessed by water. Always remember that fact and take pride. You can become an excellent leader resembling your father.”

Although that was the case, the Kelphi tribe had more power in their bloodline compared to other tribes.

In the world of horses, the oldest mare became the leader. However, due to the Kelphi tribe’s difficulty in producing offspring, women played a crucial role in continuing the tribe. Jackal’s mother knew this, yet she chose Jackal’s father out of love. He was moved by her and devotedly cherished her throughout his life.

As warriors representing the tribe, the two protected the village and met their end on the same day at the same place.

Even though they were killed by enemies, Jackal thought that since they were together until the last moment, they wouldn’t have felt lonely.

In his mother’s warm embrace, Jackal suddenly opened his eyes.

The blurry vision gradually became clear, and the figure of his mother changed into that of another person.
Surprisingly, Aisha was right in front of him.

When Jackal’s eyes widened, about to get up, Aisha firmly pressed his body with her hands and said, “Lie down. Your injuries are still severe.”

“How…?”

Jackal realized he was lying on a bed and asked with an incredulous face.

Certainly, after Aisha left, he had been unconscious in the underground prison with injuries. However, now his body was wrapped in bandages, and he had been moved to a small room with sunlight and wind coming in.

Aisha spoke with a faint expression, “I came back to the palace for a moment. I wanted to treat and nurse you because you must be in a lot of pain, too.”

She briefly explained the events that had happened.

Jackal was surprised to hear about Karaf’s change of heart, and his heart felt a bit awkward.

Aisha spoke gently, “The next time we meet, the three of us will face each other. There is no other way.”

“Yeah. We have to settle the score with that guy.”

Thinking about Karaf’s face made Jackal feel uncomfortable and upset, but he decided to follow Aisha’s intentions.

It seemed that Aisha had succeeded in turning that guy’s heart around, so now it was his turn.

It was mentioned that the other Lycans were also currently released from the underground prison and confined in different rooms.

For their sake, he had to take action.

Unconsciously, he seemed to be wearing a serious expression.

Suddenly, Aisha’s hand reached out from the side.

She carefully removed the bandages from his body with trembling hands and said, “I’m sorry. I caused you pain…”

Upon hearing her words, Jackal looked at her with sad eyes.