Her face seemed to have aged more than an hour ago when Liz last saw her.

‘Aristte-nim, you’ve gone too far. She didn’t seem like that kind of person.’

Seira, the maid who chatted cheerfully and brightened her face while gossiping, had a completely different expression now.

“Has anyone come and gone?”

Liz asked while unbuttoning her blouse.

“There was.”

Seira also diligently took off her nightgown.

“Who?”

“Miss Rosa.”

“So, what did you do?”

“She tried to touch your forehead to check if you had a fever. So, I pulled the blanket tighter. If she touches your forehead… she might notice that this hair is a wig, you know.”
Seira pulled my hair, and my red and alluring hair fell smoothly.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Liz smiled faintly and handed Seira a maid uniform.

“With this, your sins are pardoned.”

She was the only maid among the group of gossipers who came forward to apologize for her colleagues’ sins. Liz commended her courage and released her from confinement. Just as if I had left my seat and pretended to be someone else, lying on the bed.

“Thank you. Thank you so much, Aristte-nim. From now on, I will serve Aristte-nim with all my might.”

Seira left happily like a child.

Liz decided to remember her name and face. It was worth it, at least compared to the other two who were there that day.

The bed warmed up by Seira was warm and cozy.

Perhaps due to the relaxation, drowsiness rushed in. Although Hershis was supposed to come, and she wanted to meet him, her eyelids kept closing.

How long has it been?

Beyond the blurred consciousness, something was felt.

Delicate fingertips touching my hair. A pleasant low-pitched voice.

“Liz.”

At the sound of the gentle voice, Liz opened her eyes. Even in the darkness, Hershis was clear.

Wearing a white linen shirt and slacks. Slightly damp hair, a refreshing mint fragrance.

Still groggy from sleep, Liz inadvertently spoke.

“You’ve cleaned up nicely. There’s not a drop of blood.”

For a moment, his lips subtly lost their smile.

“Did I mention that my clothes were stained with blood?”

“…”

There couldn’t be a more illuminating statement than that.

“Ah… I think I had a brief dream. In the dream, you were covered in blood.”

Liz explained quickly, sitting up. It was a plausible excuse, which was fortunate.

“But what time is it now? Weren’t you supposed to come back late after the nocturnal hunt? Is it already dawn?”

“No, it’s only eleven.”

Hershis said.

Liz raised an eyebrow.

“But why did you come so early?”

It was a question that she had been curious about since hiding earlier.

“Because there’s something I want to do.”

“…”

“With you.”

His eyes narrowed playfully, and suddenly, he pulled away the linen blanket covering her.

Thigh-high pajamas revealed Liz’s smooth legs. Although only a couple of people knew about the unsightly scar on one of her legs, Liz quickly pulled down her skirt.

‘Surely… is he trying to do something like this?’

At the moment when strange thoughts crossed her mind, Hershis lifted the linen blanket covering Liz’s body. Then, he hugged her as it was.

“What, what are you doing?”

“I want to show you something.”

While holding Liz, he walked out of the room towards the terrace.

In an embarrassing situation, Liz looked around and asked.

“What are you trying to show me?”

“A sight that you can’t see even if you pay.”
“What are you trying to show?”

“A sight you can’t see even if you pay.”

It was a peculiar statement with a mysterious atmosphere. Where had she heard it before?

The cool night air touched her cheeks, contracting her pores. When she turned her head, she found herself on the terrace.

Hershis stood still, holding Liz.

“Now, please let me down.”

Instead of letting her down, he pointed beyond the terrace with his chin.

Liz, puzzled, turned her head.

…!

A silver dot in the night sky extended its tail and moved, then disappeared shortly after.

“A shooting star?”

Was this what he wanted to show? But calling it a rare sight that even money couldn’t buy seemed somewhat common…

“Ah…”

Before reaching a conclusion, another star traced a slightly different orbit a moment ago.

Liz’s eyes once again followed the tail of that star. However, before it completely descended, there was another shooting star. And it continued, repeatedly…

If there was a wish to make, there were enough stars falling with intervals that she didn’t have to hurry.

Before concluding her wish, beautiful meteors fell one after another, disappearing before touching the ground. A meteor shower.

“There’s something I want to ask of you, Liz Berium.”

Hershis’ voice quietly fell into Liz’s ears, like an unvanishing shooting star.