Translator: Latte
âLook at themâ¦.â
Elody sighed at the lovebirds in exasperation.
Brien and Marie were of similar age. Both didnât have a lover and they were often caught stealing glances at each other.
âOh, look over there. Madame!â
The sudden call broke Elodyâs train of thought, her eyes gradually fell onto the object of attraction, a cavalcade.
âItâs gorgeous!â
âWowâ¦.â
They seemed to be peddlers from a foreign country as they were donning exquisite outfits. The costumes with striking patterns lit up the day, a riot of color to rival any gardenerâs paradise. The cavalcade was attracting all wandering eyes and pervaded everyoneâs senses. Beautiful colors surrounded the streets making it quite a sight. However, merchants on the streets seemed to have a sullen expression, they were dissatisfied because the foreign merchants took the attention of their customers.
âTheyâre the famous merchant guild, Rhondia, right? I heard they sell the best goods in the whole continentâ¦. They must have come a long way to our territory!â
âLooks like theyâre on the way to the capital.â
âYes, I guess so! Iâve heard of how famous they areâ¦. Woah!â
Suddenly, a strong smell of perfume loitered over us creating a subtle atmosphere. The aroma is warm and inviting, but the fragrance was⦠musky.
Brienâs expression hardened for a moment, while Marieâs cheeks turned pink like roses, the color so vivid against her pale, freckled skin.
âUmâ¦.â The perfume seemed familiar to her. Elody thought sheâd roughly remember seeing it in the novel.
âAh, thatâs right!â
There was a chapter in which the female protagonist misused a perfume.
It was a famous perfume that came from the East, not the common ones, but rather, the ones to seduce the opposite sex.
Of course, the peddlers didnât just sell that one type of perfume. They also sold common flavors like floral or fruity scents.
Unexpectedly, the heroine used the wrong perfume, and in the end, the male lead, Caville, had to save the female lead who was in a difficult situation because of the paralyzing aromaâ¦.
Then, there is a scene where their lips collided into each other while hiding together in a narrow place.
In short, the perfume led them to their first kissâ¦.
Elody glanced at Caville, who held her hand tightly.
My babyâ¦kissedâ¦.
âWhatâs wrong, wife?â
Elody shook her head at Cavilleâs innocent question. Meanwhile, Brien and Marie were blushing, both faces burned bright as they coughed away their embarrassment.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into Elodyâs mind.
âWhy donât I study perfumery?â
Perfumes were fairly lucrative items. Elody would be able to bring in a lot of money if she were to succeed in selling them.
âItâd be good if I could get a sample or two.â
âMarie, are you going to buy that perfume?â
âOh! um⦠you neednât worry! Children donât need to know.â
âButâ¦itâs just perfumeâ¦.â
ââ¦No, Iâd like to buy one too.â
âHuh? Your grace?â
âIâm going to research and study perfumery. Iâd like to sell them so I can gain profit. Not that one of course, but the regular ones.â
At Elodyâs words, Marie became even more embarrassed and confused, her mind scattered like a scared rabbit as she blinked multiple times.
âHow does she know about the perfume when I didnât tell her about it?
Marie thought that Elody knew because another maid told her. It must have been Emily, who usually enjoys mischievous jokes.
âThat blabbermouth! How could she say such things to a young girlâ¦!â
She suddenly felt awkward, even going as far as attempting to hide her face behind her lean fingers. She could feel the heat growing in her cheeks. By now they must have been as red as ripe strawberries.
Unable to deal with the embarrassment, Marie ran away, saying she had things to do.
ââ¦.â
âAhemâ¦,â Brien coughed and awkwardly fiddled his red ear.
âWhy are they so shy when theyâve just met? Itâs embarrassing to watch.â
Elody clicked her tongue in disapproval and held Cavilleâs hand. As she started to look around, she noticed that the market had become even more crowded.
âThatâs quite the crowd. Sir Vedos, donât take your eyes off of Caville.â
âYes, I understandâ¦.â
All of a sudden, a swarm of people started rushing towards a merchant that sold goods at a ridiculously cheap price and the streets became completely overcrowded.
Suddenly, a person crashed into Elody.
âOh no, waitâ¦!â
Elody accidentally let go of Cavilleâs hand and he got caught in the crowd that kept flowing down the wide avenue.
A pile of people continued to pass by and Elody was pushed back for a long time.
The market was hectic and they were trapped in an endless sea of people. Elody couldnât see which way Caville was headed. She couldnât even see if she was going to bump into a wall or crash into a person.
Finally, Elody managed to get away from the hordes. She looked back at the many people that crowded the streets and searched for Caville, but he was nowhere to be found.
She started to move amongst the crowd, her eyes darting more wildly with each passing second. Then, she saw a tall figure standing in the corner of the road.
âSir Vedos!â
âYour grace!â
âWhat should I do? I lost Caville!â
Brienâs expression immediately darkened and Elody panicked. She called out Cavilleâs name in a quivering voice, hoping he would shout back, but to no avail.
âCaville!â she shouted, as it became even louder until many heads were turned in her direction. It was too dangerous for him to be alone.
Elodyâs sight suddenly caught on to a dim light which oozed through a narrow gap in the alleyway. Without a second thought, she looked down the stretch of the alley, and there he was, his small figure could be seen from the shadows.
ââ¦â¦â
Elodyâs heart, which was pounding nervously, finally calmed down. She couldnât be more relieved to have found him.
âBut who are those people?â
Next to Caville, were two boys that surrounded him. They didnât look much older than Caville, however, they were indeed taller than him.
âHey! You were adopted by a rich merchant, werenât you?
âHis clothes seem expensive. Letâs take it away!â
It was a bad situation.
âTheyâreâ¦thugs!â
Elody quickly approached them.
âStop!â Elody shouted.
ââ¦What?â
âWifeâ¦.â
Caville was shedding tears. He was confused and surprised.
When Elody stretched out her arm, Caville immediately ran towards her and gave her a big hug.
ââ¦What? Wife? Youâre telling me youâre married? You? A seven, no, eight-year-old kid?â
âYou hit the jackpot, huh,â said the two children as they chuckled at their own remarks.
âWhatâs wrong with these people?â
âDid you guys hit my baby?â Elody retorted.
ââ¦No, we didnât hit him. What do you want?â
The boy with freckles on his face asked menacingly.
âWho are you? How do you know Caville?â said Elody.
âWe were in the same orphanage as him. Why?â
âOrphanage?â
âYes, we ran away from the orphanage, with dignity! Iâve had enough of the bossâ¦â The freckled boy paused. âHeâd beat us up from time to timeâ¦â
âOthers got adopted to rich families while we became pickpocketsâ¦.â
âHey! I told you not to say that in front of anyone!â He fumed.
âWhat?!â
The boy with freckles was outraged by his accompliceâs slip of the tongue. Out of the banter, they glared out of anger towards each other.
Elody sighed.
âCaville, are you alright? Were you scared?â
Caville nervously hugged Elodyâs waist and clutched her clothes tightly.
âLook at that coward, are you hiding behind your wifeâs skirt?â
âHEY! You better keep your mouths shut.â Elody snarled.
The two boys seemed a little surprised by Elodyâs sudden shout. They bit their lips as if she had broken their pride and ego.
âYou⦠you little!â
The boy full of freckles raised his hand as if to intimidate her, but Elody was not scared. Her face was red with suppressed rage, and when the boy tried to set a finger on her shoulder, she swung around and mentally snapped.
âArgh!â
She grabbed the boyâs hair and pinned him into the wall.
âDonât you dare raise your hand towards me, you insolent child.â
âAlright! Alright! Let me go already!â
Then, Elody tightened her grip.
âIf an adult scolds you, you obey them. Understood?â
âAhhhhh! Hey, do something about her!â
Then, the child next to him immediately rushed to Elody.
But Brien, who appeared just in time, stopped the child.
âMadame, are you all right? But⦠what are you doing?â
Elody released her grip from the boyâs hair and whisked the hairs that remained on her palm.
When they saw Brien, the two boys looked dejected. They turned their gaze to the sword on Brienâs waist.
âIâm fine.â
âWho are these children?â
âThey used to live in the same orphanage as Caville.â
ââ¦Letâs get out of here!â the two whimpered as they ran away in fear.
Elody clicked her tongue with regret.
âI should have scolded them more.â
âHuh? Whatâs that?â asked Elody.
The freckled child had dropped something on the ground.
âItâs an old brooch, isnât it?â claimed Brien.
âReally?â
âSeeing as the gems glow, I think itâs an artifact.â
Elody looked at the brooch Brien handed over. It was her first time seeing an artifact. Brien was right. Pulsing from the gem was a strange, bright light.
Artifacts meant relics containing ancient magic. Theyâre usually created by mages. It was a huge luxury that only the greatest of the nobles could have.
Artifacts were, in short, disposable magic tools made from specific spells.
Of course, the older it is, the more valuable it becomes. Artifacts containing real ancient magic were rare in the first place.
Then, a sniffling sound could be heard. Elody turned her head and glanced at Caville.
âCaville, are you alright? Look at me.â
Caville stopped crying and looked at Elody.
âYou were afraid, werenât you? My poor babyâ¦â
The moment he got separated from Elody, everything went black. His face paled and his feet gave out. He was afraid heâd never get to see Elody again.
Caville then hugged Elody tighter.
He cherished the warmth of Elodyâs gentle touch. He was frightened out of his wits when her hand slipped out of his grip. Caville was terrified of never seeing Elody again. Just the mere thought of the idea emptied his heart.
Never would he have ever imagined that behind the dark days in the orphanage, someone would love him unconditionally. Her aqua tinted eyes would brighten at the sight of him as if he was her most precious person in the whole world. Her existence brightened his world and he didnât want to part with her. Only after the encounter with those pickpockets did he realize how much he treasured Elody.
When they were accidentally separated, Cavilleâs vision went black. His heart was racing and he couldnât breathe, it felt as if he was drowning in despair. All he wanted to do was curl up into a ball and wait for Elody to save him.
Suddenly, two boys stunned him out of the endless wave of people.
They were shouting at Caville and their stands were menacing, yet Caville couldnât hear a thing. All he could think about was Elody.
âYou left me.â
âShe showered me with care and love every day, walked with me in her free time, yet she still abandoned me in the end.â
Just as the dimming light in Cavilleâs heart was about to disappear, Elodyâs sudden emergence broke him out of his stupor. Nevertheless, the anxiety that filled Cavilleâs lungs still didnât subside.
âElody might abandon me.â
The paranoia and anxiety were eating Caville alive.
âNo! She canât ever abandon me!â
Cavilleâs expression turned dark.
âI canât be abandonedâ¦.â
He was afraid.
The elders of the orphanage always said so.
âYou were abandoned for a good reason. Useless bastard!â
âYou rampallian!â
Dirty curses would hurl out of their mouths. Outcast by his family and frightened of nature and society alone, he had nowhere to call home.
Lonely, starved with warmth, the little boy stared into the dark abyss.
Elody said the adults were nothing, but those painful words couldnât be easily forgotten, and they left a deep wound in his heart.
The memory he tried to suppress began to resurface and all of them came out like sharp thorns. Scratching his heart until it bleeds once more.
âYouâll be abandoned.â
âYou deserve it.â
âYou are just trash that nobody wants.â
The nauseating whispers filled his thoughts and tortured his mind.
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