"Viscount Jasan is here!" Jasan got down from the carriage and showed his face to the guards in front of the gate.
"Open the gate!"
They opened the large gate and once again I have seen this beautiful view in front of me as a 10-year-old child. It never ceases to amaze me. Lady Cicelia's home.
In the middle of the garden, there is a path leading to a palace-like home. People can enjoy the scent of jasmine and also the view before they reach the house just ten feet away from the gate.
A familiar person caught my eye while the carriage took a turn to stop in front of the house.
"Welcome, Sir Jasan. Welcome, Lady Anemone" The butler greeted us bowing half of his body.
Butler Wan, I used to call him uncle. His house is very loyal to the house of Ebdout for centuries. He is a very good person. He treated me with care and love. He always spoke to me and listened to my thoughts. He used to hide and give chocolates to me. Furthermore, he is a very kind person, but unfortunately...
Likewise, he was killed soon after my mother died. Although they said it was a suicide because uncle wan couldn't bear the thought of his master dying and took his own life in depression. I know he won't do that. He is loyal--- but my mother gave him responsibility. A responsibility to take care of me. So I am sure he won't leave me alone and die like that.
I should've been more attentive and cautious when all the loyal people of Ebdout house were either dying or leaving one by one, but I was too naive and got cheated by...
"Thank you" Jasan replied.
Him!
"Madam is waiting for you both. This way to the hall" He spoke and turned back. My father moved a little to hold my hand, but I flinched and moved away immediately.
"Anemone, behave!" He whispered.
Disgusting
The room Lady CIcelia uses for meetings didn't change. She uses the room in the right corner, the last room on the first floor. Her office.
We walked through the hall and climbed the stairs and walked exactly to that room. Every step I am taking is making me close to Lady Cicelia...which is making me nervous. Lady Cicelia died when I was 14 in my past life. I was devastated. I regretted not boding with her earlier. I broke down, but I had to cover everything and start taking the position she left behind with pride. I wanted to tell her a lot. I wanted to speak about everything that happened to me to her. I wanted to know about her day. I wanted to eat a lot of delicious food with her. I wanted to see her smile. I wanted to take a walk with her in the garden. More than anything---
"Madam, Viscount Jasan and Lady Anemone are here"
The door to her office was opened and there she is standing like a lioness near her table which she placed where the sunlight falls the most with her own hand.
"Welcome," She said with a smile.
!!
"Why are you crying, Miss Anemone???" She asked me, panicking.
Crying? Am I crying?
Ahhh... More than anything---I missed you, mother. I wanted to tell you that I love you, mother. I broke down in front of her and sat on the ground crying. I know I shouldn't, but I couldn't help it.
Lady Cicelia ran to them and kneeled on the floor to my height.
"Are you alright?" She asked me, handing her a white silk lace kerchief. I really thank god for bringing me back.
"Viscount Jasan. Can I know why your daughter is crying?" She raised up and stood in front of her father.
"I---I think she is just stressed about this whole thing, and she doesn't want to leave her father, but she will get habituated fast. She is an intelligent child too. She--" He started stuttering.
"Enough!!" She again kneeled in front of me.
"Do you not like to come to my house as my child?" She asked me, and I raised my head up and looked into her eyes.
Her right eye, which she lost in the war, included a large scar on her face. She wears a mask covering only half of her face. She always feels like children are scared of her face, but she likes children very much. Furthermore, she dedicated her whole life to her family and decided to not get married, but her love for children was immeasurable. Likewise, she wanted to raise a child. Before she met her father, she was secretly looking in all orphanages to adopt a child, with a decision of making the child her only heir.
That's when my father came into the picture. Honestly, it was not hard for him to convince Lady Cicelia about adopting me. He was a fallen noble. He has sources of information from all places. He was once a candidate who is expected to marry Lady Cicelia too, but he rejected her for the reason that he was wanting a wife who is "Ladylike" And not someone who goes off to war and comes back home with blood. The reason for her not deciding to marry started here. If she wanted she could show remorse to me, his daughter, but she always loved me.
I want her to take me as that child. I want her to love me like before. I want---
"I guess you are scared of my face too--" Her sad expression is something that I don't want to see. Ever!!
"No, You look beautiful that I can't help staring" I caught her dress without thinking much.
She got surprised as she turned back.
I pulled back my hand immediately.
"I apologize... I touched you without ---"
"Thank you for saying that," She said with a small smile. I can almost hear my father screaming and also feel relieved inside his heart.
We took a seat opposite each other. His strong profile Is something I admired her profile like forever. She always wears a black vest along with a black long suit. Wearing an eye patch and a small mask covering her face yet being like a lioness in a jungle.
"So about adopt--"
"Viscount Jasan, I am more than happy to take Lady Anemone as my daughter," She said with a soft smile.
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