Lady Devil - Chapter 208

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“Ugh.”

Griselda reflexively bit her thumb. As she sucked it like a child, the taste of iron quickly swirled on her tongue tip. Had she lost focus due to the sweltering heat? She pricked her thumb while sewing. On her lap lay the stretched-out ceremonial robe that Winfrid used to wear when he was still a nursing infant.

It had been several months since her son, whom she could never reveal to anyone, had left home. From the child who had turned his back and left as if never to return, she unexpectedly received word at dawn today. The child sent a message through a messenger that he planned to stop by this fortress soon. Thanks to that, Griselda’s heart had been restless until this afternoon.

She felt strangely uneasy whether sitting or standing. The light on her face was not entirely joyful, as if the unexpected good news had been too much for her. Perhaps, if she faced the child this time, would the anxiety she felt last time disappear? Would this strange sensation pressing on her lungs vanish?

It was the anxious look of one who desperately hoped to be reassured, yet refused to acknowledge her own wish. Lord Winfrid, will you show me again that adorable sight of you puffing your cheeks with dazed eyes? As if praying, as if ignoring the anxiety within herself. She had already stitched the past childhood one stitch at a time.

Even though there would be no more occasions to wear it.

Griselda suddenly lifts her face. A cool breeze was blowing in. Griselda’s gaze, longing for the child’s return, naturally follows the refreshing air towards the window. At the wide-open window like a chamber door, the devotedly served young lady was standing somewhat vaguely with a distant air. At that back view, Griselda had to erase her breath for a moment. A platinum-colored line that seemed about to vanish at any moment. For an instant, she thought it was the princess consort.

Griselda lets out a barely audible sigh. She turns her head to tidy up the sewing basket and thread, and neatly folds Winfrid’s ceremonial robe. The person whose mind was not quite whole had been often looking out the window lately, so perhaps she was getting some fresh air like that. A sudden feeling of pity arose.

In fact, at this time of year, swimming would have been appropriate.

If the young lady’s mind had been sound, she would have gone swimming at least a hundred times by now, riding a gentle mare accompanied by several sharp-witted maids and handsome guards to the lakeside in the great forest an hour’s ride away. Isn’t that the most noble way to endure this scorching season that drains one’s spirit?

Thoroughly washing one’s body in clear water, then lazily sprawling in the shade of lush trees. And if bored, casually picking and eating chilled fruits. Who knows? With that nature of hers, knowing too well how precious and beautiful she was, she might have even exchanged some suggestive glances with young and vigorous guard knights, gently coaxing even the evil twin brothers to twist around her finger like the tongue in her mouth. For the young lady, it would have been nothing to elegantly tease those knights full of enthusiasm and naive innocence.

But judging by her condition, it seemed she would never set foot even in the shadow of the great forest, let alone go swimming. How strange and pitiful this cursed fate was.

Griselda had no way of knowing. Where had that sharp girl gone, who on the day the princess consort breathed her last, had wailed as if bursting with anger, swearing she would never end up like that even if she died? Would she have any idea what had become of herself now?

She wouldn’t know.

“That… mad woman.”

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