Chapter 31
Can We Become a Family?
5. Escape
The moment Navia came to her senses, she opened her eyes as if she were surprised. When her red eyes focused, there was an antique ceiling.
ââ¦was the ceiling in my room like this?â
And soon, she realized that she was in the Emerald room. It was unfamiliar because she had only used it for a few days throughout her lives.
She turned her head sideways to check the clock in the corner.
9 A.M.
Navia wrinkled her brows.
She didnât even know what day it was.
âHa⦠eat sh*t, Wood.â
Did I miss the golden opportunity I originally planned while I was unconscious?
Navia covered her eyes with her palm and looked at the black moon. Looking at the quiet black moon reminded her of the white fog that appeared.
In the middle of the fog, Navia had held Wood and continued to pull out his mana.
The red blood flowing through his lips came to mind.
âLet go-!â
His fear was clearly portrayed on his face.
âBrother, do you know what you said when I begged you to stop hitting me?â
âLet go! I said let go!â
The struggling Wood was drawn from the steam and tied to his limbs.
And she let him know.
âWhy should I?â
His violence had no particular meaning.
Just.
Because he could.
Because he wanted to.
Because sheâs a lowlife.
Navia woke up from bed with a dry expression. First, her top priority was to figure out the situation. When she pulled the rope, a maid came in.
âDid you call?
But it wasnât Charlotte.
âWhereâs Charlotte?â
âCharlotte was demoted as punishment for not serving the Lady properly. I will serve you from now on.â
What does Charlotte have to do with the kidnapping to be punished so severely?
Navia thought there was a different reason.
âThen where is the nanny?â
The maid replied cautiously.
ââ¦she is in the cellâ
âSo Charlotte also got the Dukeâs suspicions after she bit Philippa.â
Thatâs why I told you not to accuse Philippa too early. But it must have been hard to come up with a better idea when she was framed.
Navia understood the situation at once and asked the most important question.
âHow long have I been unconscious for?â
âOne day.â
âIf itâs been one day, today is the day the contract is to be carried out.â
What is Edward doing right now?
At 9 oâclock, itâs early, but itâs also the time for him to go to work at the duchy. Navia looked at the new maid calmly.
She read quite a bit of information from the maidâs attitude.
First, Wood is safe.
âWhat about Brother?â
The maid responded,
âHeâs caused a mana explosion in the process of saving the Lady, but fortunately, he is safe.â
Wood knows I can use magic by exerting mana, so he couldnât have stayed still.
Navia frowned at the elusive situation.
âSo the kidnapping never happened.â
(T/N: Navia is saying it is to be known that Wood didnât kidnap her.)
It wasnât surprising because it was such a natural move. However, it was a little strange that Charlotte was punished in the process.
âWhat position was Charlotte demoted too?â
The maid felt a strange about the questions asked. Strangely, it felt like she wasnât handling a child.
âShe is in the laundry room.â
The amount of laundry in the duchy was enormous. Washing and drying wasnât even average, but you also had to iron all of it. If you continue to work as a laundry maid, your body wonât be intact.
âI see. Itâs not hard, right?â
When Navia asked naively, the maid was speechless for a while.
She was a bit flustered at the stupid question she asked. She didnât know if Navia was innocent or bright.
âAh⦠yes, well. A little.â
It occurred to her that she might continue to ask stupid questions if she stayed here. It was an annoying part of working with a child.
Just in time, a knock was heard outside.
âMiss, Sir Spencer is asking to see you.â
Navia spoke calmly.
âCome in.â
The door opened and Edward came in.
His expression looked refreshed, as if all the tension that had been somewhere had been relieved somehow.
He must have successfully cured his younger sisterâs illness.
Navia asked the new maid,
âWhatâs your name?â
âKate.â
âYes, Kate. You can go now.â
Kate slipped out of the bedroom, relieved that she no longer had to deal with the child.
Naviaâs expression subsided coldly when only the two were left in the room.
âDid you cure your younger sisterâs illness?â
Edward answered dryly with his signature calm expression and voice.
âYes, thanks to you.â
âThatâs a relief.â
Edward glanced at Navia, who was overly calm for being just kidnapped.
âAre you okay?â
Navia replied with a strange look, as if she was asking why he was asking that.
âYes.â
Edward knew well that Navia did not see him in, more or less than a contractual relationship. Maybe thatâs why he was nervous.
Edward asked what he had wanted to ask.
âWhy was it today?â
Why did Navia ask him to cure Vivianâs disease today, the fifth day?
There seemed to be a reason for that.
âArenât you going to the Palace with Duke Agnes today?â
ââ¦thatâs right.â
âWhen an adult is away, it becomes a lawless zone for children.â
At that, Edward guessed that Navia would turn this place upside down again.
Navia stood at the center of the duchy and became a huge typhoon herself, causing all kinds of accidents.
In the process, she got injured and broken, but she never stopped, even when she ran into a dangerous moment.
Thatâs how she swept it away. She swallowed it.
âI canât understand how sheâs all right after being caught up in a mana explosion.â
When he realized an eight-year-old girl was creating the current situation by stirring her surroundings, a thrill flowed through his body.
After treating his little sisterâs illness completely, Edward completed his assessment of Navia.
This was not the end for her.
He didnât know how big the painting Navia was looking at was, but he knew it was a masterpiece.
No, it didnât matter if it was a masterpiece.
It was okay if there was failure.
Rather, that would make it greater.
And Edward only dared to think.
âIf only one person could be in that personâs grand country.â
If only Edward Spencer was by Naviaâs side!
There was no desire to be recorded as her teacher.
He just wanted to be recorded as an advisor or colleague.
Navia was the first person who gave him, who was only every cynical, such an intense hope. And she would definitely be the last.
Edward would have usually claimed to be on the sidelines, but he confessed what he knew to Navia.
âCome to think of it, it turned out that Young Master Wood lost some of his memories.â
Naviaâs eyes opened wide at the unexpected remark.
âThat sounds like he forgot that I can extort mana with just a touch.â
Then it was good news because it would be much easier to escape from here.
Knock knock.
A servant knocked on the door and asked carefully,
âSir Spencer, are you perhaps busy? Master asked if you needed more time.â
Edward took a feeble breath at those words.
ââ¦take care of yourself.â
He left after saying those words.
Navia looked at the door for a moment and shook her head.
âI canât tell what heâs thinking.â
Edward was acting as if he were her companion.
Navia looked out the window, determine that it couldnât be.
The sky was full of muddy clouds.
âIs the climate change caused by the storm?â
Only a week after the return and there was always a gloomy rain that announced a full-fledged winter.
The raindrops, half-frozen, tracking and defiling the streets, seemed to signal that the session had already failed.
But it felt that the rain was going to fall a day earlier.
This rain was supposed to help her.
âIf it rains, Nikanâs return will be delayed.â
Navia confirmed that a wagon was waiting outside the window and quickly began to get ready to go out. She slowly changed herself and combed her hair neatly.
She didnât even touch the stuff from Ansier Boutique.
Then, she found the pearl hairpin on the table. She thought she lost it after stabbing the servant in the thigh, but it followed her through a long journey.
Navia looked at the hair pin without a word for a moment and stuck it in her hair.
Since there was still work to do around in the mansion, it was good to look like a poor and shabby fake princess.
No one could be seen through the window. Nikan and Edward left.
âI have to go to Charlotte.â