Chapter 154
In his awe, Zeleskiaz watched her reach for a new sheet at his desk to write her response.
With bigger letters, the Lady wrote a sentence that was filled with the intention that moved her actions towards a future. Big enough for the Prince to discern them with ease from his height once it was slid through his desk towards him
[ Some things are meant to be said with spoken words. ]
The girl victoriously smiled on the inside.
She had decided from the moment she learn her situation that the truth Marianne has been living deserved to be told with the revival of her lost sound.
’It’s only fair... They robbed it, so with it, I should also rob them of everything.’
Through her mind, recollections of what the real child had shown her, along with ones only she possessed, we’re recalled quickly like thunder. And so, Elizabeth passively declared.
Although she was adamant about maintaining the source of Marianne’s circumstances a secret for as long as she could, intending to protect the wish the innocent child had for her Father’s happiness, Elizabeth was set on dismissing her wish if the future awaiting her required it.
— Scars are left, yet the wounds heal. —
The words she once was told echoed in her soul as guiding support to continue enduring the secrecy... As it was also the appeasing phrase that calmed the guilt of harming Marianne’s beloveds.
’... That is the only thing I can say I find useful from him... Because those wounds he used to inflict on me every minute of the day did heal to some extent...’
A hated devil from her past had uttered those words while he had the foreign soul in his possession. Hatred was mixed in the remembrance, yet she was thankful... For it was only with the repetition of those words that her days in captivity acquired hope again.