CH 4
101st Confession
âIâm sorry I said you were beautiful. I meant it because Herwin is beautiful, like an angelâ¦No, I meant it because heâs handsomeâ¦â¦.â
Her words were filled with regret and remorse.
Herwinâs stubbornness, which he had vowed to never relent, melted away.
ââ¦â¦Iâm sorry I got angry too, I knew you didnât mean to.â
He secretly knew that Lucia hadnât meant to tease him about the word âbeautifulâ.
Still, he was in a bad mood and insisted.
âHehe, so weâve made up?â
Lucia smiled for the first time. Her oval white eyes were adorable.
Herwin flinched at the tug, oblivious to the heat in his cheeks.
âIs Heroin here for the New Yearâs party?â
âYes, he is.â
âWhere does he usually live?â
âI have to travel a few days by carriage to get there. Itâs colder than here.â
âEh? Itâs colder than this? Iâm cold right now.â
âWell, itâs cold but not as cold as thereâ¦â¦.â
As if they hadnât just argued, they continued their conversation naturally.
As the two children got to know each other, they gradually warmed up to each other, and when the adults came to visit later, they were laughing and playing.
âSo, kids, are you guys reconciled now?â
âYes! Iâm going to be friends with Herrin!â
âMommy, Mommy, Lucia gave this to me.â
Both children ran to their parents and excitedly explained what they had been doing and what they had talked about.
Seeing the smiles on both Lucia and Herwinâs faces, the couple smiled back.
* * *
âWhoa⦠itâs a baby.â
âIsnât he cute? Heâs my brother.â
âDid you say his name was Henry?â
âYes, Henry Phoenaeus. Heâs two years old after tonight.â
Only one more day to go until the next year. Herwin and Lucia, who had gotten along so well after their first day of the meeting, came to visit Herwinâs brother Henry in his room.
They had only seen him briefly on the first day when they were all together.
Henry, who had just started running around, couldnât keep still for long and was eager to get around the room.
Lucia marveled at how much he looked like Herwin.
Luciaâs eyes widened as she realized that Henryâs face reminded her of Herwin and Hail.
Slightly rounder than Herwinâs piercing eyes, she stared back at him.
âWhat, what is it?â
âI think youâre curious.â
âWhy am I? Iâve never heard that beforeâ¦â¦.â
âYou look⦠strange.â
The words âfairy-likeâ and âcuteâ flashed through her mind, but she couldnât bring herself to say them.
Lucia frowned, and she wanted to say something, but Henry, who had been in the distance, approached.
âOw!â
âHuh?â
With a quick flick of his short arms and legs, Henry came to a stop in front of Lucia.
Henry stood in front of Lucia, doing nothing.
âHenry, what are you doing?â
Henryâs head snapped around as frightened. Herwin called out to him.
âTongue!â
âYeah, does Lucia have a problem?â
âLucia? Lucia!â
âThatâs right, Lucia. Now, repeat after me. Lucia!â
âLucia!â
âLucia.â
âLucia!â
Henry did as he was told. Lucia, who had never been around a child younger than herself before, found the sight fascinating.
âHe speaks well.â
âA little fast for his age.â
âAbbe, ah!â
Henry abruptly left the room. He went somewhere and began rummaging through the baggage he had brought from the north.
Lucia, who had been watching him closely, spoke up.
âYou know, you and Henry look a lot alike.â
âYeah? I donât know.â
âNo, you look a lot like him! You look just like the Duke!â
âHmmm! And with my dad⦠of course.â
The corners of Herwinâs mouth twitched at the resemblance to Hail.
Suddenly, Henry, who had been in the distance, approached with a storybook.
âThis!â
âA book?â
Henry handed the book to Lucia. She took it hesitantly and turned to Herwin.
âHenry, do you want me to read? I can read to you.â
âShirer! Lucia! Lucia!â
Henry shook his head vigorously as Herwin tried to take the book from Luciaâs hand.
Herwin froze in shock, having been rejected by his brother for the first time.
Gingerly taking the book from Herwinâs hand, Henry handed it back to Lucia.
âLucia! Lucia!â
âI canât readâ¦â¦.â
Lucia had recently begun to learn to read, but she couldnât read fluently. While she was struggling, Henry took her into his arms.
He smelled her soft breath and her dark hair.
Henry flicked through the book in Luciaâs hands, stopping at a scene.
âLucia!â
He pointed a slender finger at the drawing on the page.
A woman with wavy brown hair and blue eyes, sitting in the middle of a forest, smelling flowers.
âIs this me?â
âUh-huh! Lucia!â
Henry grinned and nodded. Lucia looked at the woman in the painting with interest.
Even though it was a painting, it felt good to be able to call this pretty woman her own.
Lucia smiled sheepishly, and both Herwin and Henry stared at her side.
Then, something dry and wet landed on her cheek. Lucia looked up, startled, to see Henry grinning down at her.
âLucia, thatâs mine!â
Herwinâs mouth dropped open as he watched Henry kiss Lucia.
Suddenly, an unknown spark ignited in his chest.
âHenry!â
âPurr, sheâs mine, sheâs mine!â
âLucia is not yours, come here!â
âOooh, sir, sir.â
âBitter, youâre being scolded by your brother?â
Despite Henryâs struggles, Herwin managed to pull his brother away from Lucia.
Lucia rubbed her cheek and watched the Phoenaeus brothers bicker.
âIâm fineâ¦â¦.â
No one was listening to her.
* * *
âOooooh, tongue meh!â
âDonât cry, my dear. Herwin, what did you do to make Henry cry like this?â
At Scarlettâs question, Herwin turned his head pointedly, his mouth hanging open.
âI donât know.â
âHeâs been weird lately. Yeah, yeah, heâs a good boy, isnât he?â
Scarlett shook her head, then quickly soothed him when Henry whined again.
The corners of Henryâs eyes were suddenly bright red.
Just a few minutes earlier, Henry had kissed Lucia on the cheek, and Herwin had had to pull him away from her.
When Henry finally burst into tears, Scarlett, who was in the next room, rushed in.
Scarlett didnât understand what was happening.
Henry and Herwin were so close that they had never argued before.
Herwin had always been very protective of Henry, and Henry had always been very protective of his older brother. But now that they were on the Islands, this happened.
Scarlett let out an odd sigh, and Lucia came into her field of vision.
âLucia, if you donât mind, why donât you tell me whatâs been going on?â
Herwin, who had been steadfastly avoiding eye contact with Scarlett, fidgeted, visibly alarmed.
Recognizing this, Scarlett looked at Lucia with a gentle smile, not once glancing at her son.
âUh, soâ¦â¦.â
Lucia looked between Scarlett and Herwin in confusion.
Scarlett exuded a soft yet strong aura, giving off an unspoken pressure to speak, while Herwin rolled his eyes and shook his head.
She wasnât sure what to do.
She felt like answering Scarlett would piss her off, and she felt like she was disrespecting an adult by not saying anything.
Luciaâs eyes narrowed as her tiny mind continued to wrestle with the question.
âHeh, Herwin kissed me!â
âHuh?â
âW-what, my, my when!â
Scarlett was momentarily flustered, and Herwin was even more flustered than she was.
His cheeks had turned red, as had Luciaâs. His hasty denial made Lucia realize her mistake and open her mouth.
âOh, no, itâs not that. Henry kissed me, and then Herwin pulled him away, and thenâ¦â¦.â
âOh, so thatâs what happened?â
Scarlett quickly realized what had happened. She looked down at her son with a conspiratorial look on her face.
Henryâs still a kid, so Iâm sure heâs just fond of Lucia, but Herwinâs reaction was nothing short of astonishing.
A little kid can kiss a little kid, and heâs pulling her away from it?
âHo-ho, when you say no to that.â
âWhy would you say that?â
âBut you cannot tell an adult when they ask.â
Herwin, who had now moved closer to Lucia, was about to question her, but when he saw the look in Luciaâs eyes, he clamped his mouth shut.
It was a reaction he hadnât seen since he was in the North.
Was it because this was the first time theyâd been together? Or is it because he likes Lucia?
âEither way, itâs cute.â
Scarlett smiled proudly, looking at the two children, and then her eyes lit up with mischief.
âOh, my Henry must have a huge crush on Lucia. I wonder if heâll be chasing after her when he grows up?â
âAww, Lucia, Lucia!â
Henry babbled, seemingly agitated by Scarlettâs words.
âLucia, how about Henry? Youâre always welcome to be my daughter-in-law.â
âWhat? Yesâ¦Iâd love to.â
Lucia replied hesitantly. She said yes, but she was still too young to understand all of Scarlettâs words.
She just said it out loud because she felt like she had to.
Unlike Lucia, however, Herwin understood her momâs words well enough.
âMom! Why is Lucia coming into our house!â
âWhy, because my Henry likes her. Donât you think itâs perfectly possible for two people to like each other, even when theyâre grown up?â
âLucia, no way!â
âOh, come on, what are you fussing about, they say they like each other, do you like Lucia too?â
Scarlett struggled to contain her laughter and looked at Herwin with mischief in her eyes.
Herwin clamped his mouth shut and locked eyes with Lucia, who knew nothing. His cheeks flushed red.
âOh, I donât know who likes who, and I donât like Lucia!â
The embarrassment of the lie was evident in Scarlettâs eyes, but not in Luciaâs.
âHeh, you donât like meâ¦â¦?â
âNo, not thatâ¦â¦.â
Luciaâs eyes widened as Herwin, who hadnât thought of her, panicked.
âI, Nan Nan, like Herin, but⦠Herin hates meâ¦â¦!â
Huh.
Lucia sobbed nervously, and Herwin rushed to comfort her.
âItâs not like that! Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry. Donât cryâ¦â¦.â
Suddenly, Scarlett started crying, too, because she felt bad for being a tease.
Eventually, as the two children cried together, Henry started crying too, as if it was contagious.
Scarlett panicked as the tears started to fall like dominoes.
âHey, guys, itâs a joke, itâs a joke. So stop crying and just â¦â¦.â
âHeeheehee, Herrin says he doesnât like meâ¦â¦!â
âOh, no, he doesnât. He likes me, Lucia, and he likes youâ¦â¦!â
âUgh!â
âOhh, goodness.â
Scarlett rubbed her forehead at the cries coming from all directions.
She chalked it up to karmic retribution and busied herself with soothing the three children until Julian arrived.