The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

I was left in the hall.

"Dear Remilia, would you like to have a little good night?

"Camilla."

Camilla, a tutor, smiled, as if to reassure me.

Worrying in the eyes of gentle shades.

Even though my mother was a little ahead of schedule, it was only in the evening that the labor pain started.

The samurai rushed to get ready, and Stannis went to get the samurai doctor, Dr. Sapir, who stands at her mother's birth.

I...

"There's nothing I can do."

Just wandering around.

I was not allowed to be present at my mother's birth, nor did I sit on the couch in a nearby guest room, while standing, hours have passed.

"Dear Remilia,"

"Your mother is in so much pain."

"Guys, that's right. Doctors and mothers are the only ones who work in childbirth - don't work for your mother when she's safe."

"- Yeah."

Camilla is accompanying me. I heard the news. Aunt Yoanna is on my mother's side. I can't do anything.

The mansion was quiet as if the hustle and bustle had been a lie earlier. Only the room with my mother is noisy, and the whole mansion seems to want to see how it is. The servant, the family, the mansion, itself.

I looked up at the high ceiling. I hear that this Vaza mansion, built many generations ago, was previously inhabited by the Marquis.

The soothing colored ceilings that my predecessors preferred to use when I was a favorite didn't forgive my anxiety either.

"Remilia, take a break."

It was late at night that Father came to see how I was doing. Camilla sitting beside me stood up softly and refrained from standing behind me.

"Father, I am not sleepy"

Father sat next to me protesting silently and peered into my face.

"When my brother or sister is born, Vika gets anxious when she can't see Remilia's face - you rest because I'm awake"

"... when the baby is born, will you definitely wake me up? Father."

"I promise."

"Okay, I got it."

Take me like Camilla was relieved by Father's signal.

When I was forced to get dressed quickly and into bed - the sleeper attacked me as soon as possible.

I say strength because Camilla has turned a hard gaze.

"Camilla, I'll do it, I'll do it alone, okay?

"... don't worry, lady, I'll be by your side until you sleep"

Camilla grinned and gently touched my hair. Looks like you're expecting me to be anxious.

"... yeah"

Camilla grabbed my hand softly, so I fell asleep.

Blinking dances with the wind.

The Duke said he was poisoned!) (Alone) (A natural reward, trying to assassinate Your Majesty, etc!) (now doomed -) (vicious reward) (Was there no other way? I should have saved her) (It's a denial) (one) (Oh, my God! Poor thing) (whose territory will it belong to?) (Ghost of Vaza) (- Now Vaza is doomed) (Last...) (Now my grudges are finally cleared) (Freedom...) (I'm not worth living either) (One) (Oh, finally)

The last, one -.

Oops.

A strong wind blew heavily. The rest is just dominated by a bitter silence.

It was dawn that Remilia woke up.

Grate your frozen toes onto the floor so that they slide out of bed and stand unreliable. Ain't nobody there, nothing but Remilia moving.

(I had a dream. Something, a sad dream)

Walking alone under the winter morning ghost (shadow) or yang, he sees the servants running pale across the hallway, and Remilia snaps her neck.

There should be no more servants in the mansion. There are only a few other soldiers watching her besides Remilia leaving the mansion today......

My father, the Duke, took part in the assassination of Queen Francesca, and the Duke's family was stripped of their title. Remilia, who is alone, is to be transferred to a church on the border.

I'm sure you'll spend the rest of your life there.

She approached the servants as she killed her footsteps.

Remilia wasn't very close to the servants, but they were all, nevertheless, familiar faces. But something is uncomfortable. Approaching a place where their voices were likely to be heard, Remilia realized who the discomfort was.

The servants' faces look familiar, but they are all young.

When Remilia reached out, their bodies misted like illusions.

Staring at my hand in confusion, I hear a voice from another place.

(- I was born)

(Congratulations!

(Stupid, I'm not breathing anymore)

He's dead.

To a familiar sight, Remilia bit her lip.

This is, - the sight of the night my mother died with my brother.

My brother, who was born of my mother, became cold without breathing, and my mother took her breath away, unaware of my brother's death.

(I'm still dreaming)

Calmly understood, Remilia looked around.

When I enter my nostalgic mother's room, it enters my sight that the Duke's samurai is nagging me. Some men look like samurai on the side of the soft-spoken samurai.

(Cry!! Cry for me!! Please!!

A squire with grey tea hair is holding a baby and screaming. - It's a nostalgic face.

What did I say his name was? He left his squire immediately after his mother's death and went somewhere.

- A clear Shizukuishi spills from the eyes of the samurai, and the eyes that play the light of the indoor lights glow golden.

Remilia said.

This is a dream. This is a dream. So... nothing more, nothing gets hurt.

Remilia fluttered forward indoors.

My mother, lying in bed, had already closed her eyes. I have a young self beside me and a father who looks tired.

My father - he is looking for his wife, who died still with her watery eyes, and the little girl (Remilia) is weeping and biting her lips. My father was not the one to put his expression on the table, whether he was grieving or not feeling anything.

"Mother."

Remilia approached her sleeping mother and dropped her gaze on her appearance.

Kneel beside the bed and still hold warm hands.

When I was a girl, my mother was tough. I told my daughter many times that I was strong because only Remilia was there to protect Vaza...

"I couldn't protect it. Both Vaza's house and your father. Henrik, the clan, everyone..."

Put your forehead over your gripping hand. - I wanted you to forgive me. I couldn't protect myself from being stupid.

You can't regret it, you can't start over.

- Everything's late, Remilia.

When I gave my gaze to my nostalgic voice, my mother had her eyes open.

Apparently, the illusion would also let me meet the Remilian nostalgia. But even that illusion won't give me the words that Remilia wants......

"Mother."

"It's all over. Vaza perished, and neither I nor Leshek left. You too... will soon be."

"... Mother"

"I don't miss you. Everybody's waiting for you."

My mother says, as she sings.

My hand, which was supposed to have been warm, was already limp and stiff, stifling my daughter's cheek.

My mother's voice was gentle and as ominous as prophecy.

"... that's it."

Remilia shook her head.

"- I don't like it."

"Remilia"

"I didn't want anyone to die. Your mother, your father, your grandfather! Where did I go wrong? What didn't you want?... How can I start over? - What can I do!

"... Remilia, you can't have everything you want"

"Still! - I didn't want to give up."

You're a greedy girl.

My mother smiled weakly as Remilia looked up. A samurai silently brought a baby twisted in a cloth to her mother. The baby, who should have died, is resting easily.

"... If you can make a choice..., which one do you choose?

"Mother?"

"This child, me and... Remilia, which do you choose?

My mother gives up the baby and smiles happily. Remilia shook her head.

"There's no way you can choose! I don't want to lose either, they were both important."

Yes, my mother smiles and stares at the baby with a loving look.

of the newborn - eyes that are not supposed to open yet, are opened thinly. The gaze of the baby and Remilia tangled......, of the baby. It was the same color as hers - empty eyes.

"You can't, Remilia - you can't choose a lot of important things. Just something you can grab with both hands..., I'll pick one for you instead..."

"Mother?"

"Goodbye, my dear boy"

In front of a surprising Remilia, the contours of my mother gradually blur.

"Mother? Hey, - where are you going?

"... Goodbye"

She misses her disappearing mother, but she disappears step by step... Remilia screamed as far as her voice was concerned, but she never returned.

"I'm right around the corner... right around the corner"

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I opened my eyes loose.

Camilla, sitting in the chair beside the bed, closed her eyes and slept. Though rare as a sign sensitive girlfriend, she must be tired.

It was dawn that I woke up.

Grate your toes to the floor as they slide out of bed and stand unreliable. Ain't nobody on Camilla's side with me, other than the sound of me moving, doing nothing.

(I had a dream. Something, a sad dream)

Such dreams, which make my breath painful when I remember. I ran as if something was going to poke me - I left the room and hit the old butler at a bend near my mother's room.

Look at me with a face where the butler rarely hides his fatigue.

"Sebastian?"

"... Lady Remilia..., I was going to call you now"

When I looked up at Sebastian, I heard a loud cry from my mother's room.

- I cry so loud, it's the baby's voice.

I ran momentum and jumped into the room.

An assistant brought in by Dr. Sapir stands by the swing cage. Aunt Yoanna, who was next to my assistant, speaks my name.

"Remilia!

"Baby! - I was born! Wow!"

Shagu attracts me, Aunt Yoanna.

"Yeah, well, you're my sister too."

"Which one is it, brother or sister?

"- It is"

Before my aunt answered, my father, who sat on my mother's bedside chair, called me.

"Remilia, come here."

"Father?

When I stopped by my father's side, my mother looked at me as if she had been nagged.

Father holds both hands as his right hand wanders.

"Remilia"

"Yes, Mother"

"... from now on you are my sister... help my brother properly, okay?

"Of course!... I'll take good care of you, I'll play with you, - I've thought of a lot of names."

When I gave her some candidates, she closed her eyes satisfactorily.

"Nice name...... may Remilia and the baby be happy...... Leshek"

"Vika"

My father touches my mother's forehead. My mother smiled.

"What color are the baby's eyes?"

To her mother's inquiry, Aunt Yoanna came to her side with her brother.

The newborn's eyes remain closed. But Father lied.

"Just like you wanted, it's empty."

My mother smiled, just her mouth satisfied.

"- I have to tell you something - a lot, but... Oh, there's time - already -"

"... Vika"

"Oh, my God?

I found my mother's face falling asleep and couldn't move.

Dr. Sapir approaches, takes his mother's pulse, and shakes her head. My father embraces my mother...

"Too bad."

My Aunt Yoanna cried when the doctor said it.

I -, blurry up - stare at my father.

Empty eyes on my father who looked back at me - my mother's favorite, "Remilia" with unreliable eyes shaken like a piece of paper inside your father's empty eyes, loose -.

I looked over at the room without knowing.

Watching my mother's maids cry like they pushed her to death......, I leaned my neck.

- Spilled voices are as far away as others'.

"Everyone needs to be quiet - because your mother is on holiday -"

The month after the peaceful mediation between Cardina and the West was rarely concluded.

The funeral of the Duchess was held in silence.