Chapter 99
The Exhausting Reality of Novel Transmigration
âSister.â
With a relaxed gait, I returned to the main area of House Valentineâs barracks.
I found Alicia sitting on a sofa, but she soon jumped up and welcomed me.
âSorry you had to wait, Alicia.â
âNot at all. How is Lady Evelyn?â
My conversation with Evelyn took a while, but Alicia shook her head as though she didnât mind at all.
Instead, she just asked about Evelyn, who was nowhere to be seen right now.
I reached forward to touch Aliciaâs hair.
Perhaps she fiddled with it while waiting, but the ends of her hair was a twisted mess.
âShe went home first because she wasnât feeling well. It took me a while to come back here because I saw her off.â
âOh my, sheâs not feeling well?â
âShe said she had a bit of a headache. Itâs nothing serious, you donât have to worry.â
As I said this, Alicia nodded.
âRight, absolutely nothing to worry about.â
Far from being sick, Evelyn must currently be the happiest person in the whole empire today.
I could imagine her humming in the carriage right nowâthe one that I had prepared in advance through Blanca.
As I glanced at the cloth, I realized that the time for the hunting festivalâs opening speech was fast approaching.
âGoodness, weâre running out of time because of me. The opening speech will begin soon, so we should go now.â
âYes, Sister.â
Answering with a refreshing tone, Alicia gently linked arms with me.
No matter how much I think about it, Alicia was better suited to be the female lead of a healing novel, not a torturous angst novel.
Itâs absolutely ridiculous that a child like her was the main character of an angst novel.
Feeling this slight frustration, I averted my gaze and looked towards the wall to the side.
And there, I saw Cassion, who was standing still in one corner.
âMaxwell.â
He turned this way after hearing me call him.
âYes, Milady.â
Soon, a low-pitched answer came back.
It felt like our eyes met, but I couldnât be sure.
Right now, he was wearing a mask that was covering his face from the eyebrows to the tip of his nose.
It was a mask that was especially made for todayâs occasion.
There was no event other than the hunting festival where so many nobles were gathered.
Because of that, I got him a mask just in case. But honestly, he didnât exactly look inconspicuous with it.
Heâd stand out for no reason the moment he went outside, to a crowded place, so I told him to stay and wait here at the barracks instead.
In any case, there was only a brief time for conversation before the start of the hunting festival, and I needed to use that time only to solve that matter with Evelyn.
âWell, heâll have to go out in front of other people with that mask on later anyway.â
Still, wouldnât it be nice to have a grand entrance and first appearance at the right time?
âFollow closely.â
âYes, Milady.â
A clear answer came after the brief order.
He soon followed behind me, slightly to the side. Only a slight turn of the head was enough for me to make eye contact with him.
This time, our gazes met for sure.
We exchanged glances without a word, and at the same time, we looked forward.
* * *
The designated place for the opening ceremony was already crowded.
Most of the participants of the hunt had already changed clothes or had already donned their hunting apparel.
Donning similar leather attire, this man and that man almost mirrored each other.
Nevertheless, there was one such figure who stood out among the rest.
A man who was taller than many others.
Damian.
âBrotherâ¦â
Alicia was looking around to find Damian.
If she just looked up a little higher, it would be easy for her to find him.
âAlicia, over there.â
As she was busy looking around the wrong spot, Alicia looked towards the direction I pointed out.
Her expression was serious just now because she was doing her best to search for him, but a smile gradually dawned upon her lips.
She raised one hand with great delight and was about to greet him, but when she became aware of her surroundings, she dropped her hand.
It seemed like she had become self-conscious about the gazes turned this way.
âBrother!â
It wasnât until we got near Damien that Alicia called him.
As he was focused on inspecting his gear, Damian slowly turned around.
Aliciaâs voice seemed to have put him in a good mood, and there was already a faint smile on his lips as he turned.
âAlicia.â
A gentle tone replied to her. Then, as I stood behind her, Damianâs gaze met with mine.
He hesitated for a moment.
ââ¦Rosetta.â
A moment of silence passed before he called my name.
âDonât force yourself, please.â
âIâve told you time and again. You donât have to pay attention to me. Just take care of Alicia.â
After what we talked about in our last conversation, I felt a bit awkward.
I smiled casually and nodded back. Perhaps feeling the same way, Damian just blinked in response.
âBrother, Brother. Youâre also going to participate in the hunt today, right?â
Aliciaâs lively voice cut through the awkward atmosphere.
At her question, Damian nodded.
âYes.â
âIâve never seen you dressed like this, Brother.â
Itâs just as she said.
Alicia and Rosetta were attending the hunting festival for the first time this year.
Naturally, it was our first time seeing Damian dressed up like this.
With a renewed gaze, I looked over Damianâs appearance.
The leather cape over his light and thin subjugation attire made him look like a skilled hunter.
âYou have to take care of yourself, okay? Promise me you wonât get hurt. Never ever.â
Holding onto Damianâs sleeve, Alicia murmured.
With that sulking tone of hers, the faint wrinkles between her knitted eyebrows made her worries apparent.
I know I shouldnât, but I couldnât help but think that Alicia was so adorable right now.
Perhaps his thoughts werenât so dissimilar to mine, but Damian smiled and nodded back.
âYes, I promise. I wonât get hurt.â
âGood. Ah, thisâ¦â
A little relieved after hearing Damianâs answer, Alicia said so, but she soon reached into her pocket.
And her small, pale hand soon presented a neatly folded handkerchief.
At one corner of the white handkerchief was an embroidered golden rose, which was the symbol of House Valentine.
âPlease take this, Brother. Itâs my gift to you, wishing for your safety.â
âIâm thankful every year.â
After receiving the handkerchief, Damian naturally patted Aliciaâs head.
It was an old tradition of the hunting festival for handkerchiefs to be gifted between family members or lovers.
The gift was like a charm with the wish for the receiver to return safely.
This was the first time that Alicia had come to the hunting festival herself, but she had consistently given Damian handkerchiefs every year before at the mansion.
This time however, she handed her gift to him right before the hunting festival. They might be feeling that this year was special.
Damian stared at the handkerchief Alicia gave him.
A slight smile tugged up at the corners of his lips.
âYouâre getting better at it. Until last year, I had to look closely to see whether itâs a rose or a lily.â
âBrother! If you insist on teasing me, then why donât I just take it back?â
At Damianâs playful joke, Alicia pouted.
Seeing the picturesque scene of this brother and sister, I unknowingly smiled as well.
As I chuckled a little, Damianâs eyes turned this way.
Once more, our gazes met awkwardly. Damian started awkwardly fiddling Aliciaâs handkerchief.
I could see his lips hesitating.
He must be thinking of saying something, but he couldnât bring himself to.
I had a rough idea of what he wanted to say though.
âBy any chance, have you also come to give me a handkerchief?â
Handkerchiefs were customarily given voluntarily at the hunting festival, but thatâs not a rigid rule.
Sometimes, a person who wanted to receive a handkerchief could ask for it outright.
And most people tended to hand over a handkerchief without refusing.
After all, refusing would be the same as saying youâre not wishing for their safety.
However, I pretended not to notice and opened my lips first.
âGood luck, Brother. Take care out there.â
âAh, yes. Rosetta. Thank you.â
Because I spoke up first, Damian missed the chance to bring it up. There was somewhat of a bitter smile on his lips.
Heâs not a completely tactless person, so he must have noticed that I deliberately redirected the conversation.
Thereâs nothing that could be done anyway.
If I gave him a handkerchief hereâ¦
âI just know that heâd bother me with needless concern.â
Damian would become an existence akin to a thorn in my throat.
As I already couldnât call him family, I didnât need one anyway.
While staring at him, Mog-i Oraboni from my second transmigration came to mind.
Perhaps because they were both kind.
I had used Damianâs guilt as a means before this, but right now, it was weighing me down.
It was a troublesome change.
So, I had to be careful and not cross any more lines from now on.
Iâm watching over two people as it isâAlicia and Cassion. And the people I had on my side were more than enough.
âHowever, it might be too late already.â
Even as I made this cold-hearted pledge to myself, in my mind, I kept recalling the âHunting Festival Arcâ of the original novel over and over. This was evidence enough.
The only reason I kept skimming through the arc was to confirm whether Damian would get injured or not.
I smiled again because I found myself laughable.
Fortunately, there was no sound this time.
Just a standstill.
âBrother, do you know where Father is?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
As I felt an unknown sentiment creeping up on me, just in time, Alicia changed the topic.
Damianâs gaze, which had been on me, slowly returned to Alicia.
âI believe Father is at the Imperial Familyâs barracks.â
âThe Imperial Familyâs?â
âYes. Father wonât be participating in the hunt.â
âAh, right. I forgot.â
Phew.
Alicia let out a brief sigh of relief.
She seemed to be worried because it was, after all, a hunting festival.
Well, itâs true that the âhuntingâ part doesnât sound very safe.
âBut why is Father with the Imperial Family?â
As she felt more relieved now, Alicia nevertheless asked, looking up at Damian with round eyes.
With a gentle smile, he replied.
âThe dukes are originally barred from participating in the hunt, so instead, theyâll be standing behind His Majesty the Emperor while he delivers the opening speech.â