Chapter 26: Human Hunting (7)
How much time had passed?
The girl couldn’t tell. After the man left and the hired soldiers entered as if they were trading places, she had simply stared at the plain ceiling of the carriage. The words her mother once told her kept repeating in her head.
‘Have pride.’
In the Farnese estate, the portraits of previous heads had been hung in the halls. When her mother had helped her get accustomed to the house, she had pointed at each of the portraits. The first head, Pietro, the second head, Prudencio, the third head⎯⎯⎯Laura couldn’t read anything from their gazes which had been drawn with murky paint. In her head, all of the portraits mixed together and swirled around as dirty water.
She then thought about something which she had never pondered about before.
‘Come to think of it……what was my gaze like?’
Laura was the esteemed daughter of a noble. It’s an exaggeration, but she looked at a mirror as often as she breathed. And yet, she has never thought about her own gaze. She desperately searched through her memories. How did she look like in those mirrors? She promptly remembered since she had an excellent memory. In her memory, her eyes were dead.
‘Peasant.’
‘Huh? For you to talk first, this is rare.’