Becoming The Villain's Family

Chapter 43

Aria’s heart beat faster and flushed as she got closer to Sabina’s room. She started kicking her sole to the ground.

‘I’m nervous.’

She doesn’t know what makes the visit so nerve-wracking.

Lloyd was both puzzled and dissatisfied with Aria’s reaction he had never seen before.

“Rabbit, you were so shameless in front of me….”

Because it was true that she stroked his hair, kissed him, and held his hand, she smirked and averted his gaze.

“Because you never had a face like that.”

What?

Aria looked straight up, but Lloyd only stared forward.

This, should she answer or not?.

‘It seems like he said it out of nowhere.’

As she pondered, they arrived at the door of Sabina’s room.

Perhaps as he had often come and gone, Lloyd naturally opened the door and walked in, so she met Sabina in an instant without having to prepare her heart.

‘Sabina.’

It was the first time Aria had met her in person. But Sabina was just what she imagined.

Her ailment was clear on her face and body, but her spirit was not withered at all. She was stiff and completely flawless, but naturally relaxed.

‘Cool…….’

That was the first thought she had.

“Are you feeling a little better?”

“There’s still pain.”

Sabina shrugged her shoulders and touched the sword adorned next to her.

It was in the cabinet, but it didn’t seem to be for decoration. The blade stood sharp and it was maintained consistently, and traces of the years were felt, like the paint staining and discoloration in some places on the handle of the sword.

‘As expected, she’s cool…….’

One day, when her body fully recovers, Sabina was depicted wielding that sword.

Aria looked up at her with twinkling eyes without realizing it. Sabina, who looked at her, grinned and asked in a mischievous way.

“Would you like to touch it?”

“Mother.”

Lloyd let out a sigh, and he briefly discouraged her from doing so.

“Hmm”

Sabina poked him in a funny way and swiped Lloyd up and down.

“Class, class, class, train, train, train…….”

“…”

“It seems that youth has come to my boring son who only knows how to study. The fever of first love is more summer than spring.”

“It’s not like that.”

Lloyd shook in reply.

“No way. With that hot youth on your head.”

Hot youth.

It is the flower language of the flame tree.

Sabina almost took the red flower off the boy’s head.

It was then that Lloyd, who just noticed Aria’s prank, turned his head and glared at her.

The knights and employees that did not look away all the way.