Chapter 12: Live To Sienna Pt.12
Reboot Sienna
Roy took the lead, walking forward, before she could even give an answer. She followed him through a small side gate at the back of the temple and saw a small garden the size of a square room.
All the plants there were of the same kind, grass with five leaves larger than her palm. Some were so thick that they came up to their waists.
Sienna gave a loud laugh as she looked at the garden awkwardly. It wasnât built well enough to be called a garden. It occurred to her that it looked very much like Roy, the owner of the garden.
âIs it that much of a mess? Itâs actually my first time gardening. Itâs a shame that the priest serving the Goddess of the Earth canât even garden.â
Contrary to what he had said, the condition of the plants was extremely good. Rather, because they looked so good, the plants looked more like colonies rising from the ground than plants that were being grown to cultivation.
âNo, thatâs not it. Itâs amazing. But, itâs all one kind. Whatâs the name of this plant?â
âItâs called hemp.â
âWhy are you planting it? Donât you usually plant vegetables such as salad ingredients or tomatoes in a garden?â
âItâs a stimulating plant. At this time of the year, many children suffer from pneumonia or influenza in the back alleys of the city. They even lose their lives. Thatâs why I planted it in advance. Hemp is often used as basic medicine, and some children can overcome their own illnesses while it supports their stamina and physical condition.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He was partly to blame for his childish appearance, and his playful smile and light accent made her feel like he wasnât a priest at all, but listening to Royâs story made her feel great.
Because of the existence of classes, some people were treated worse than animals, and sometimes, even five slaves would cost less than a horse. It felt great to be able to understand and reach out to the poor in this place.
âThat sounds great, Priest Roy Whist.â
After Siennaâs words of admiration, he said, scratching at the back of his head, âItâs OK. Itâs only natural for a man of the Goddess. More than that, Sienna, please be at ease and call me Roy.â
âHow can I dare call a priest by his name so indiscreetly?â
âPriesthood is not a position, itâs kind of like a job. You donât have to worry about it that much... Well, if you feel uncomfortable, please take my last name off and just call me Priest Roy.â
âOK. Then, I will do so.â
A small bird sat on his shoulder as he nodded. The bird with black wings and gray plumage had a patch of orange plumage around its neck like a scarf.
âChirp, chirp!â
The bird ran around, jumping all over Royâs shoulders. Roy, as if familiar with the bird, put the grain kernels he had taken out of his pocket on his palm and stuck them out for the bird. The bird ate a few grains from his hand and flew away.
âEvery time I see it, Iâm intrigued. You easily calmed down the rampaging horse last time, and you talked to Coco. How is that possible?â
âHa-ha! Itâs just something Iâve been doing since I was a kid... I could just read the animalsâ minds.â
âThen, can you read peopleâs minds?â
When asked that by her, Roy changed the subject, âNo. Unfortunately, I canât do that. I donât know if itâs because peopleâs minds are more complex than those of the little ones. More than that, I owe so much to miss Sienna...â
âNot at all!â
Sienna flatly refused any debt he might feel toward her knowing that he would say he was paying back her kindness like before. How could he repay her kindness? There was no need for it. The priest of a small temple, who had few followers, could not have money, and even if he gave her money, she did not want to receive it.
However, she could not let things go on as they were because, in his mind, he felt he was still indebted to her. She took a great liking to that temple. Though it wasnât like the Goddess of the Earth was really going to give her an answer, just entering that quiet, cozy space had given her peace of mind. That was why she wanted to return to that space from time to time.
âItâll be hard for me to come to the temple again if the priestâs heart continues to feel like he owes me a debt. I want to come over often while I stay in the capital...â
âBut, itâs true that I owe you...â
Roy had a troubled look. It was good for Sienna to start visiting the temple more often, but there were circumstances that made him unable to let go of repaying her kindness.
Sienna reached an answer easily, however, âDo you want to be friends with me, priest Roy?â
âFriends?â
âLetâs be friends. In friendships, thereâs no such thing as becoming indebted to each other after helping each other out. This time, you were lucky that I was able to lend you a helping hand, but later on, I may end up asking for your assistance. Then, at that time, you can just help me. Friendâs donât quibble over such stuff. I donât have to ask you for anything. Do you not like it?â
He answered her loudly, âNo! I want to be friends with Sienna.â
âThatâs good. Then, from now on, you donât have to think of repaying my kindness or say anything on that matter.â
Roy nodded and said, âYes. Then, miss Sienna will come visit the temple often. Normally, friends often go over to each otherâs homes to play.â
She scratched her cheek at his words and said, âOh, is that so? Actually, Iâve never had a friend.â
âReally? So, Iâm Siennaâs first friend?â
âMy hometown, Heidel, doesnât have anyone around my age... Come to think of it, Roy is my first friend. What about Priest Roy?â
âI have a friend who grew up with me in the temple when I was young. Embro Lillian. Heâs very energetic and quite the noisy rascal. If there is ever a chance, Iâll introduce miss Sienna to him.â
Sienna nodded and said, âIf Iâm good at this, I might make another friend thanks to Priest Roy.â
He made a big affirmative statement at Siennaâs words, âHeâll want to be friends with miss Sienna like me.â
Sienna was about to ask him what kind of person Embro Lillian was, but she heard a voice calling for her coming from outside.
âAnyhow, it seems my companion has come to fetch me. Iâll have to go on and head back.â
After listening to Royâs request to come find him often, Sienna left the temple.
*
Sienna went and visited the temple every day after that day.
In the past, she had gone to clothing stores or jewelry shops in the hopes of showing off at her coming-of-age banquet, but now, she didnât feel the need to do so. Rather, she felt more comfortable going to the temple to help Priest Roy. However, Chelsea seemed unhappy about it.
âThe only thing Iâve seen in the city is this small temple,â she said curtly as if she were stomping her way to work every day. âItâs not the time to be doing this. Instead, shouldnât we be going out to look for your ceremony dress? You need to buy one before all the pretty ones sell out.â
âItâs all right. You donât have to be in such a hurry.â
In truth, she couldnât buy the best clothes even if she ran to the store to buy her dress at that moment. In the past, Sienna had been excited to shop around and buy dresses and jewelry. Even then, at her banquet, she was laughed at for wearing an off-season dress.
I had been worth it to know. The garments of the aristocrats participating in the banquet had not been pre-made, but had been custom-made by their famous designers, who had also been invited to her banquet.
The dresses sold at retail shops were not for the aristocrats, but for the rich commoners. There were no aristocrats who bought clothes at shops unless they had just come from the country like Sienna or lived in obscurity.
The luxury of the ladies was beyond imagination, and the price of one of their dresses was more than that of a carriage.
Those expensive dresses were difficult to wash and could hardly be worn more than a few times.
Because of the abundance of skilled embroidery and attached jewelry, the dresses couldnât just be sent to the laundry. The jewelry had to be removed, and that would tear part of the sewing. Then, the dresses would be washed and rebuilt. The cost of reprocessing those dresses was also astronomical.