That week became another hell, after that mushroom-like family left for a week the maids came back on harassing me.

Little by little.

And eventually my wounds aren't aching that much so it became a lot better of a situation for me, I guess?

It's been two days ever since they left for awhile. And on that second day, everyone kept on glaring and can't do anything. They always put their frustrations or anger on harassing me anyway.

And it's all thanks to sur Devin that they can't touch me.

Yes, they sent sir Devin here. Why? To protect me he said. I think it was to keep an eye on me or something.

"Why? Can't I just take a time alone?"

It wasn't bad, it was really great since the maids can't touch me but my actions are limited to some extent. I can't climb trees anymore even though I got my light body again, and the places I can only go was the garden and the mansion.

He was like a butler slash a guard, he served me tea and anything then he would guard right on my back.

And when I talk to him he won't answer.

"Listen sir Devin, I won't run away or anything. You can just guard on the gate or outside of this roof, I just want to take my time. Can't I?"

"..."

I think it's a lot better when the maids harass me coz' I can still escape from them.

So that day, I just had snacks and tea in silence thinking about random stuff or counting sheep on my head.

Why do I feel lonely now? I should be happy since the annoying pair is away.

But, if I would think about it. About now, for sure they're having fun. Laughing around, dancing, meeting new people, socializing or whatever.

Well, good for them. I'm fine by myself, or do I?

I sighed and lean on the table. My back doesn't hurt so it's fine.

"M'lady, if I would be forward can I ask a question?"

"You're already asking, but yeah ask away." It's quite boring so fine.

"How would you define the Froscheldt?"

Hmm? What a rare question to ask.

I sat up straight. What do I think of them?

Weird and annoying. If I could just say that, I would. But if you think about it, I would define them as—

"—sparkly. Hmm, maybe I would define them as bright and sparkly but at the same time.." kind of mysterious.

"?"

"Nothing, they're just weird and all. But when they all collide and regroup, their brightness would radiate." I said and lean again on the table.

It won't be bad to take a nap right? I mean even though Devin and the other knight, Skye are both suspicious they won't kill me would they? Well whatever.

That afternoon, I took a nap on that garden while leaning on my arms that are placed on the table and woke up inside my own room.

I didn't had a weird dream, nor I do feel pain but my whole body feels stiff and heavy.

When did I even got back here? Did sir Devin brought me here coz I slept well? Hmm?

Slam!

I turned my head to the side and I saw Leione.

Wait what? Leione?

How.

'Leion—!' my voice won't come out. I can't move my body, what's happening.

And Leione looked so frustrated, and had blood on her cheek and some part of her clothes.

I hope she's not hurt. I wanna reach my hand to her, but I can't. Then suddenly, she bursts into tears and she seems to be screaming but I can't hear anything.

What are you screaming about?

"—lady! Please wake up! Please don't die!" I'm awake Leione, please stop crying.

Why the hell can't I move!? I wanna hug her! I want to tell her I missed her so bad! I wanna tell her that I always waited here in this hell-like place!

Why!? Leione! Please stop crying! I'm nit dea—

Leione! On your back! No! On you back!

No, please! Go, run away!

No!

Before Leione could turn around and defend herself, her head was sent flying and blood splattered anywhere.

N-no! What did you do!?

I can't see the face clearly, but that calm face and not bothered look, it was very familiar and on his back. I can't recognize them. Who are they!?

"..is it dead?"

"Yes."

"What about the girl?"

"I confirmed it, she's dead."

And I heard a chuckle.

"Luckily, we're on time or that —— hah, lets go before——"

Wait! What are you talking about!? Are you on drugs or whatever!? I ain't dead yet!

Wait. Am I?

My vision became blurry, everything's spinning. It hurts. What's this?

My head, my feet, my hands, my whole body hurts.

"..lotte.."

Who? Who are you!? Stop this! It hurts!

"..survive.."

"live.."

"..you must—!"

"Please.."

"..we're begging you-!"

This voices, who are you!?

"..lotte.."

"Charlotte.."

Stop!

"Charlotte! Wake up!"

I opened my eyes after hearing those words, I am not fully awake after that long dream I had. Witnessing Leione died in front of me put me on edge.

What if that dream will happen in the future? I can't take it.

Then a pair of hands touched my cheeks, and a worried face was welcomed me.

It's warm, his hands were big but it's warm and cozy. But who is he?

Why do I forget his face after I saw it?

"Sorry, daddy's late."

Daddy? Who? Wait, Charles?

"Who? Daddy?"

He suddenly stopped moving when I asked that, and something liquid fell on my cheeks.

It wasn't from me, it's from his. Why's he crying?

"I'm sorry for being late, my child."

Is this a dream? If it is, I don't wanna go back to reality. It's so comfortable here.

"Daddy, why?"

Why am I in this state?

"I'm sorry."

Whatever I ask my whys, he would always say sorry. He hugged me while crying. He's sorry about what?

"Daddy, it's not your fault." And he bursted to cry like a child.

Is he the child or is it I? I don't know anymore.

We cried in each other's embrace. I can't see his face, just why?

"Daddy, why can't I see your face?"

"Daddy can't show his face right now. I'm sorry."

Sorry again, hahhh.

"My child, daddy must leave for now."

Why?

"Can't we just stay here? It's warm in here."

"We can't, even I want to. Don't worry, I'll find you soon and get you. And we'll live together."

"We'll play, eat and do fun things right?"

He nodded.

"Then, I'll wait."

Everything faded after I said those words. Even tho our grip to each other's hands were strong, our time was bound to end there for now.

And that time, I became a true helpless child for the first time in front of her father.

I have many questions to ask him but we took that time in crying.

And I hated him before for many reasons, but I know myself it isn't his fault why the hell these things happened. The only thing I wanted to ask him was what took him so long?