Chapter 252
Melania, having alighted from the carriage, gazed blankly at the mansion. It was truly strange. Despite being the home she had lived in her entire life, everything felt as awkward as if she were visiting someone else’s house.
The trampled grass, bloodstains on the marble floor, fallen and broken ornaments, torn curtains, and the entrance where not a soul welcomed her arrival.
Melania pushed open the half-open door and entered.
Creeak.
“Hey. Who’s there? You shouldn’t come in carelessly. Are you perhaps from the Hayman family?”
At the end of the corridor, groups of imperial soldiers who had gathered called out, sensing her presence. They hadn’t recognized Melania. Just as she was about to respond, the soldier who had escorted her from the palace followed her in.
“This is Lady Melania, the youngest daughter of the Hayman family. Don’t mind her and continue with your duties.”
“Ah, I see. Carry on.”
“Where is Captain Jeirutt?”