Becoming The Villain's Family
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    Becoming The Villain's Family

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    Chapter 13

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    Right before dawn, Aria was suddenly awakened by a strange noise.
    ‘What…?’
    The sound had come from the window.
    Rousing from her deep slumber, she drowsily walked towards the knocking sound on her bedroom window.
    She opened her eyes, her eyelashes lightly batting against her cheeks as she rubbed the dreams away.
    “Coo!”
    ‘Huh?’
    Aria opened the window.
    It was the white pigeon from before.
    The pigeon circled around her before it slowly landed on her shoulder.
    “Hello there. So we meet again.”
    Aria lifted her finger to stroke the pigeon’s head. The pigeon closed its eyes and tilted its head to match her touch.
    ‘Whether it’s humans, hounds, or pigeons, everyone responds the same way when their head gets patted.’
    She chuckled.
    “I must look like a fool, talking to a pigeon and all.”
    The pigeon nibbled her fingers in response as if saying, “Are you ignoring me now?”
    Aria, with a quaint expression, wrapped her bitten finger around the bird.
    “Coo!”
    “H-huh?”
    The pigeon flapped its wings and pointed at its leg.
    There was a letter tied up around it.
    Aria unwrapped the letter and read its contents.
    [It’s saddening to say that I am about to die.
    But the spring you brought to me was ever so brilliant that I wonder how warm summer will be.
    How prosperous autumn can be.
    How white the paradise of winter must be.
    I’ve thought of this for a while.
    So somehow, I’ll hold on to my life for as long as I’m allowed to.
    – To the Spring Fairy -]
    The letter was from the grand duchess.
    Aria read it over and over again.
    ‘The pigeon precisely flew to my bedroom window.’
    Aria immediately slammed the window shut and quickly squatted on the floor. Her pulse pounded like a booming drum inside her ears.
    Was she exposed?
    ‘No, the pigeon could have just flown back to me because I was the one who sent it there in the first place.’
    Aria opened the letter again.
    The grand duchess called her the ‘Spring Fairy’. Could this mean that she won’t ask Aria to reveal her true identity?
    ‘This feels strange.’
    She just wanted to do something to prevent the Valentines’ Massacre.
    However, she never expected to receive a letter.
    ‘She said she would hold on to her life.’
    It wasn’t a request to save her life, but a letter of gratitude to Aria.
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