Chapter 58: The Locked Room
Aideen closed her palm, offering Ahspid a somewhat sad look. The mage raised his eyebrows in frustration and questioned,
"What’s wrong, My Lady? Aren’t you happy?"
The princess found herself at a loss for words.
Indeed, she was happy—how could she not be? Yet, at the same time, a myriad of emotions swirled within her, overwhelming her mind and entangling her already complicated feelings.
Throughout her life, nobody had shown interest in teaching her anything. People often perceived her disability as a hindrance, assuming that time spent on her education would be a futile endeavor. The princess had encountered this belief so frequently that she had come to believe it herself.
Today, however, in just a span of a couple of hours, she had managed to acquire the skills of reading, writing, and even casting her very first spell. Despite the modest nature of her newfound powers compared to Ahspid’s, it marked significant progress for someone like her.
Aideen felt a sense of pride swelling within her, yet she remained humble, not allowing the fleeting hint of arrogance to take root in her mind. She was well aware that a considerable journey still lay ahead of her.
"I am happy, Ahspid, truly."
The mage tenderly brushed the back of his right hand over the lady’s cheek, adopting a slightly patronizing tone as he inquired,
"Then what are these waterworks?"
Flustered, Aideen turned away from the man. She quickly wiped the tears off her face, took a deep breath to compose her feelings, and then turned back to Ahspid, forcing a big smile.