TVRTH [Book 1]

Chapter 135

Revenge (II), Part VII

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

Somehow, as soon as he got out of the carriage, he stared straight into Aria's room, which made her see him unintentionally. He seemed to not expect that Aria was by the window, and he hurried to look away.

Still, he didn't enter the mansion, and he didn't even move with his subtly raised face, so he seemed to keep looking sideways at herself.

"If I can just persuade him, I'm sure I'll be able to see him push Mielle out of this."

Thinking so, Aria with a smile around her mouth stretched out her arm to close the window. Her indoor overcoat, which was hanging on her shoulders, fluttered in the winter breeze and fell out the window.

It was very unnatural, but Cain was the only one who was looking at Aria, so no one noticed it.

"What shall I do...?"

Aria was in trouble and covered her mouth with her palm. Unless otherwise asked, Cain, who had hurried to the place where her coat had fallen before his servant, slowly picked it up with a little warmth.

"That's... lady Aria's clothes. I'll wash it and bring it to her."

Cain's servant said. Washing it was necessary because it had fallen on the snowfield, but Cain held his coat in his hand and was troubled for a moment. He then said while shaking his head,

"No, thanks. I'll get it for her."

Cain, who took off his coat and gave it to his servant, climbed the stairs at a slow pace. Aria's coat was in his hand. Now completely cold, it was only warm in the hands of the strangely hot Cain.

'A few more steps, it's on the third floor.'

The fact that he had to go back down after he handed over this coat gradually slowed him down. But it was not so far from Aria's room, so he soon came to her door.

"Brother."

'Did she wait for me?' As soon as Cain stopped walking in front of the door, Aria opened the door and welcomed him.

"It's very sweet of you to bring my coat."

Growing wonderfully beautiful every time he met her, she now exuded a palpable mood that caught the man's eye with just a light smile. He had tried to shake it off a few times, but sometimes he had to grit his teeth to turn his attention which was charmed, rather than shake it off.

'I swore I'd never be like my father...'

He was ashamed of his father, who was so fascinated by a beautiful appearance that he had even given up his mother's seat. But bloodlines couldn't seem to be deceiving, and in the end, he was also a fool who was bewildered by her subtle and beautiful appearance, even though she was his new sister, who was called a wicked woman in public.

"... Next time you'll be the one to fall off, not your clothes if you pull the windows like that."

When he said so under the guise of being blunt, Aria looked very moved.

"Are you worried about me now?"

She looked as if she had been worried by someone for the first time. He was worried that he might have made a mistake because he was so blunt.

Cain, who recalled the treatment Aria had received at the mansion, answered, softening his stiff face, "I don't want to see someone fall."

"Thank you, brother."