Lady Devil - Chapter 52

#52

Perhaps it was inevitable for something so unrealistic to fade away from the start. The vivid black memories were swept away by the flowing time, completely losing their color. After about three months, nightmares became significantly less frequent. Five months later, deep sleep was possible almost every day. Still, occasional small mutters couldn’t be prevented.

This person is human.

Griselda would repeat as if praying. When a sudden chill ran deep through her chest. When nursing her firstborn son. One night two weeks ago, when she saw her sleeping firstborn open his eyes without blinking once, staring into the dark void, she recited more desperately than ever. This person is human.

Is human.

“I saw a bat.”

Griselda’s husband mumbled as if talking to himself.

“Pardon?”

“A huge, enormous bat… I’m not sure. If it was really a bat. It was too large… Strangely, it only had one wing.”

It was about a year after the princess consort gave birth to the twin siblings, on a certain afternoon when he confessed his unspeakable anguish, unable to distinguish whether it was truly a nightmare or reality.

Meeting her husband after a very long time, his complexion had darkened noticeably. His lusterless, dry blonde hair was quite pitiful. His gaunt cheeks, as if he hadn’t even had gruel, made him look like a completely different person.

“It’s always dark.”

The husband said gloomily.

“It seems to be night. I’m floating in some unknown space, maybe near our bedroom door. It’s chilly, but strangely, I can’t feel my body. I can see black water seeping through the twisted window frame. I see that water flowing down the walls and pooling on the floor. I hear the distant sky rumbling, so I think it might be rainwater. So I think it’s some rainy night…”

The husband swallowed his words for a moment. Griselda was quite bewildered. Which part was so distressing? As he himself had once told Griselda, until then, his story also seemed like nothing more than a simple bad dream. A giant bat. Despite the absurd content, his voice was quite serious and complicated, which was rather worrying, but Griselda listened quietly for now.

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