Chapter 73: [ - 073] Bianca’s Scream
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I had spent the night awake. Noebian had spent the previous day in the annex and left for the cemetery with my coffin. Though I was dressed in mourning clothes, I didn't follow him. I couldn't bear to see myself being lowered into the ground. Gaspard, who was left to guard the mansion just like me, gave me the emergency key ring that Noebian always carried. It meant I was allowed to use the Grand Duchess's study and even her bedroom. As the flower carriage carrying the body of Grand Duchess Adrienne and the procession led by Noebian left the mansion, I watched from the window of the Grand Duchess's bedroom. I stayed there for quite a while, not sure how long after they left the mansion. Gaspard seemed to have something he wanted to say, hesitated for a long time, and then sighed and went out when he saw that my gaze was fixed outside. As soon as Gaspard left, I unfolded a newspaper I had torn from my pocket. The reason I couldn't sleep wasn't just because of my own funeral. Early this morning, while tossing and turning as I watched the dawn break through the window, Yona quietly came in and placed a newspaper on my bedside table. I opened it as soon as she left. Along with an article about a festival that would be held throughout the capital for several days in celebration of His Majesty the Emperor's birthday, there was a short note attached. [When the red flames fill the sky, a blue star will fall.] Rontar's symbol is blue. According to etiquette, blue flames would be lit during events related to His Majesty the Emperor's birthday to wish for the prosperity of the empire. Could there be days when red flames are lit? And if it's a blue star... 'Noebian Trovica.' The only blue star in the empire that Roardnes could be alluding to was Noebian. I pressed my still-pounding heart against the white camellia branch that had been placed with the newspaper. It was definitely a signal. Roardnes would never act alone without consulting the Crown Prince. Clearly, the Crown Prince had agreed to it.
"Madam! Madam!"
That's when I came back to my senses.