The Resetting Lady

As soon as Isela tried to tell Berdick more, Berdick opened his mouth first. It was a deliberate disconnection of conversation.

"That's not going to work."

Isela looked at her father in astonishment at him, but Berdick was even stronger.

"I should put off marrying Zion Electra. Like you said, you're about to get married."

"Daddy, that's not the problem right now."

Berdick deliberately ignored Isela's words and continued.

"Icella, you're grounded for a while. For a year or two, you won't be able to come out until you come to your senses."

"What? How many years?"

"Yes, go back to your home right now and take your time to think about your mistakes."

Isela felt like her heart was falling. How many years, not days? This was tantamount to confinement. Isela was dumbfounded and asked back. The joy of reunion vanished in the blink of an instant.

"I did something wrong.”

"Isn't it your fault to get out of the house? Nothing would have happened if you hadn't gone out of the house in the first place.”

"What?"

Berdick was now treating all this as a simple runaway. He talked to his wife.

"Selena, I think you'd better stay with Isela for a while. I think I should visit your Highness. I'm sorry for the gift and I'll give you an example."

"He's a madman!"

"Be quiet! You're mistaken! How dare you talk such nonsense!"

Berdick tried to knock down a vase that could not be beaten up. He had a tendon in his forearm, but he desperately drew the remaining self-control.

"Isela, do you... You're mistaken. He wouldn't do that. How much money did I give him... You kidnapped my daughter and killed her by mistake...It can't be. A room with bodies piled up, your head must be wrong...Please, Selena."

"Okay, Icella, let's go down tomorrow."

"Father!"

"I'm going out first."

Boom.

The door was closed deliberately and Berdick went out.

"…oh, my God. Mother, what father."

Isela looked at the door vacantly because she was stunned. He knew that his father was not a very good man. I assumed that not one or two people died because of Berdick.

But I thought it was a little further away from me. I didn't think it was worth caring about. However, after experiencing it in person, it was different from what I had vaguely guessed.

Isela felt very uncomfortable when Verdick's selfish side faced her. Berdick would not listen to him at all. The biggest reason for running away from home was nothing else. Of course Raymond was the originator, but it was because of his father's low-handed attitude.

The family, which seemed to be in harmony for a while, quickly returned to reality.

"I can't help it, Isela. It's dangerous to be entangled with the royal family. Don't ever talk about it again."

"…Caran Haier… Because of me."

"It can't be helped. Stop forgetting. I'll tell his father to get enough compensation. Lord Haier will see his estate develop beyond ever."

I will repay my family with money. But her family will never know why she gets such compensation. Isela wondered if Berdyck would ever repay her. Her father is a man who doesn't pay back what he can't show off. Far from developing, Haier's territory will be fortunate if it doesn't go down the road.

"How could my father do that?"

"Icella, if you don't, I'll do my best to make up for it. It's a girl's promise. But... now we're out of this."

"…compensation? I guess my mother would have been rewarded by your Highness if I had died."

"Don't be sarcastic. There's a limit to what we can do. That's all we can do."

But a man was kidnapped. The crown prince of this country is a serial killer. You're just asking me this much stuff?

Isela still felt itchy in her throat. And dead bodies, dead bodies, dead bodies all over the wall. He was going to get it himself. Karen may be hanging there by now.

"Icella, I was told your father was going to go to King Gwiz when he left."

Selena held her daughter and defended her husband.

"Dad, of course, would he be upset that you almost died? But my father can't be mad at your Highness. He's royal. Rather, we should give him a gift for mercy. We're suing him? Who? Save who? We can't. Isela, we can't."

"I almost died....”

"Because you almost died."

Isela felt the power in her mother's hand, which held her.

"We can't lose you. In front of the royal family, we have to admit that it's just a purse with money. Isela, we are not in a position to help others...You should be grateful for just preserving your life. Admit your father's limitations."

Is Karen Haier going to die because of her? Isela regretted herself why she told Karen she would come back to save her. Who is saving who? It's hard to even fix yourself.

"Please, please... please don't....”

"Mom..."

"Please."

Tears were forming in Selena's eyes.

Isela was no longer able to tell her mother. But I was also scared to forget Karen.

Karen must have a baby in her stomach.’

The idea made Isela heavier.

It wasn't until night that Isela could be alone. The next day, Selena and I were in a position to go down to the main house. If you go down this time, you'll have to be stuck at home for years. Isela shuddered with fear.

It was also burdensome to tell Karen that she was pregnant, so she tried to turn a blind eye to it. This royal affair came too heavy on her.

"If I close my eyes like this, will it be over?"’

My father will try to protect himself from Prince Gwiz. Isela has no doubt that going down with her mother will be the safest and happiest way for her. Didn't your parents always give her the best?

When you lie down in your fluffy room, you feel like a distant dream. If you go down to your safe home, you will be able to forget everything and return to your original life.

"I can't live anyway."

Karen herself said so. She was betting that she wouldn't make it there. As long as Isela ignores some guilt, she can be safe for life.

Prince Gwiz is the man who will become the king of this country.

Isela had goosebumps all over her body when she remembered the fact again. Not only oneself but also the whole family becomes dangerous. All the projects his father has built for generations could collapse.

It is only natural that Berdyck is now bowing to Prince Gwiz and going to borrow. Even if you were kicked while walking on the street, if the person who hit you is royalty, the person who was kicked is wrong. I dare you to put the royal foot on the road.

Even if Prince Gwizu passes only one bill unfavorably, the accumulated wealth will quickly disappear. Isela remembered that when she was young, Verdick was cursing and holding her head in her mouth. Then he was desperate to have a relationship with a noble or royal family.

'This is our limit.’

Maybe it's already too late. Isela thought how fast a person could die. If the prince decided, he would have already killed Karen. It's already been a day. It was unlikely that the prince would have left her intact.

'He might be dead already. If I leave tomorrow, I'm safe now.'

It was such a sweet temptation.

No one knows Karen disappeared like Isella. I have only one confidence. If you close your eyes and follow your mother, you will be safe for life.

Except for conscience. But that conscience will soon become dull, too.

Isela put her hand on her chest. I hated that I had feelings for Karen.

Nor should I have intervened. Whether you're pregnant or not. Whether Karen sacrificed or not. It's none of her business. It's not his job. It's none of your business. I wanted to live like that.

Isela held her pillow and held back the groans. As my worries deepened, I felt like I was actually sick. The sneezes here and there began to be recognized again. However, this pain will soon disappear.

These feelings that haunt your heart will also become dull over time. Just like I've done before. Like when you give a disgusting look at the people who come to your father. Like when you trample on a beggar's hand that holds his ankle. Like when he turned his lost object into a maid's crime.

If you just ask this question and pass by.

knock, knock

"…huh."

Isela was surprised and covered her mouth with her hands. Turning her head, Isela was relieved and almost fainted again. There was a hand outside the window. The hand was pounding against the window.

"...Lord Zion?"

"Icella, would you open the door?"

It was Zion Electra. Isela approached the window and opened the locked hinge. Zion came in, shaking his wet hair. It was raining outside before I knew it.

"Suddenly, I'm sorry I didn't allow you to meet."

"It's all right, but what's the matter?.”

The end was blurred. Isela felt heavy when she recalled the story of Verdick's marriage to Zion. Marriage. I didn't want to talk about it now.

But it deserves to be a refuge. Zion will suit your mood well. Unlike Raymond, he doesn't have anything. I wonder when she's going to get married.

"Didn't she disappear like Karen Haier? I'm worried that you're back alone. Are you all right?"

"Have I told you before?”

"No, but I went to the cathedral and I knew because neither of you were there. She disappeared together, so if you were in danger, it would mean she was in danger, too. If it hasn't been found yet, we'll have to find it."

"I see. Come to think of it… You knew."

"Isela?"

"That's why you could save me.”

"What makes you so nervous?”

Zion Electra knows she was with Karen. And I know she disappeared like herself. If Isella wants him to keep a secret, can he keep his mouth shut and stay with her forever? Like your father? Can you close your eyes to your conscience and pursue comfort?

“…….”

Isela knows that he is not like Raymond. He's not a nobleman, he's a man looking for moneyless, rich women.

But it doesn't matter what kind of man he is. The most important thing was the conviction that he would do what she wanted.

And just because he knew about Karen and Isella, Isela wanted to be more hypocritical. Isela looked straight at Zion and opened her mouth.

"Lord Zion, I beg you to me. "I'll be there for you."

"I will always be on your side."

The mere fact that there was one person on his side gave me courage.

"Caran Haier is being kidnapped by Prince Gwiz. And I want to save her. Can you help me?"

Zion Electra kneeled on one knee, like a knight. He was originally a knight.

"I will follow your opinion."