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she sinks into the embrace of the villa, where she may find Sonata, or perhaps not yet; she might wait for her return before sleep to learn how everything went, or perhaps not—but one way or another, she eventually concludes this day with sleep.
- You know, Lord was liked by the boys. He showed great generosity to all of us and shared some combat wisdom; I think for them he was a very positive example of such a cool older brother, an image they will want to strive toward themselves. Although Miyuki, you know what he blurted out? He said to him, "Sir Lord! Your talents and resources would find worthy application in the service of an equally worthy master. Might I interest you in serving our radiant instructor, the noble Sonata Reime?!" Sometimes he is far too straightforward, but in my view, this is a wonderful trait—you never expect falsehood or bad faith from him regarding any task or even routine. The other kids, of course, laughed at the idea, but Lord considered his proposal with complete seriousness and replied that there was already another person to whom he wished to dedicate his life. - Lost in a dreamy reverie, she smiled warmly at her companion. - After that, Miyuki had to retreat. Oh, by the way, did I tell you that Yun is very good at painting? That's actually why I stayed late—I stopped by his house. Just today he finished a painting he had been working on for over a month. What' same interesting thing is, I didn't even have to pose for it—he managed to depict on canvas a memory I shared with him based on my everyday appearance, can you imagine? Although with his intellect, probably even that is possible. - Deciding to demonstrate what she was talking about, she unfurls the painting and shows it to Ayano. - Here, take a look.
- This is my wedding day. It looks exactly as in my memories; how did he manage that? Although there is, of course, one flaw... At that point in time, these dog ears on my head weren't there yet, but I think it's not so important, especially since they are now an integral part of me. Do you think I look gentler here than usual? That's true... By the way, I once promised to tell you about my fate. Perhaps right now is the best time for this, especially since we are departing on an important mission any day now. - She sighed, painful and happy times mixing in her head. - Well, I think you remember that for a certain period I was an empress, trying to realize what I imagined as an ideal country, society, and state, but in the end it was not destined to happen—I and my supporters lost the struggle for power. This internal conflict ended with the victory of Tiary, my older brother, and then... - With some uncertainty in her voice, she looked away, but still decided to share her story. - In short, he shackled me in stocks on the city square and ordered the citizens of the empire gathered there to rape me. Then he founded the first brothel in the empire and named it after me, ha-ha... I spent several subsequent years of my life there right up until the day Tiary was overthrown, but my sufferings did not end with that. I had to live on the street and struggle with severe symptoms of physical and psychological dependence on potent substances they pumped into me at the brothel. It became worse when the residents of the capital recognized me as the former empress. - During this part of the story, her eyes dimmed. - You know, their judging eyes, full of bottomless darkness and searing hatred, are remembered by me to this day, even though I did not know a single one of their names. They blamed me for all their sufferings and vented their rage, tempered in hellfire, upon the defenseless me in various ways. I was kicked, raped, my face pushed into the dirt. It became completely unbearable when clarity of consciousness began to return to me, and after another such incident, I remained lying on the cold ground in hopes of dying and freeing myself from such torments. - Having finished this part, her face suddenly brightened. - But that didn't happen! I woke up in a warm and clean bed, and I met my awakening in the company of a plate of warm soup and a very kind maid with a truly angelic character. She helped me overcome the illness, get back on my feet, and regain my emotions, although after everything that happened to me, to my shame, I treated her with suspicion, but over time I managed to overcome this feeling. And one day, you know, a very funny thing happened. I decided to compliment her on the food—she cooked so deliciously—and she tells me that it's not her who cooks, but her employer. Can you imagine? Only then did I realize that I was in the house of some aristocrat, but still, it was strange that I had never seen him, don't you think? And she tells me that the baron simply avoided me because he believed that the presence of a man nearby might hinder my recovery... The following months I spent in this house without once seeing its master. After everything I had been through, it was a strange time for me. It was as if I had returned to childhood—I lacked nothing and was surrounded by selfless care. And then one day, the realization came to me that the worst part of my life was already behind me and that it was finally over; only then did I finally decide to meet my savior face to face. - Remembering the first meeting with her future spouse, Sonata lowered her eyelids with both sadness and love. - By that time Larian, the former imperial region where we lived, had been transformed into a republic and the aristocracy existed in words only, but even despite this, he himself did not look like a person of "noble origin" at all. He dressed simply, and his manner and speech were devoid of elegance. Later I found out that he came from a family of commoners and was adopted by an elderly aristocratic couple, but I am still absolutely convinced that he was nobler than any other person living in our country, or perhaps in the whole world or even universe. He, by the way, was roughly my age, which helped us find a common language despite the awkwardness that initially existed between us. To my question about my rescue, he replied, "I saw a woman on the brink of death and decided to help her," but at first I didn't trust him; however, I did not make use of the permission to leave. Here I was safe, warm, and fed, while behind the doors of his house only hunger, cold, and violence awaited me. Therefore, I decided to take advantage of his hospitality and stayed here to live, but from then on we began to dine together and communicate on a wide variety of topics, and after another five carefree months, I asked him to hire me to work around the house because I was simply plagued by remorse for living at someone else's expense. And he agreed, partly also because his old maid, the same one who nursed me, had long been in need of a more than deserved rest. And I, given my origin, was not accustomed to such work at all... Therefore, at first, I couldn't get anything right, but he didn't get angry; on the contrary, he tried to help and took what was happening with humor. Over time we became close friends, and on one of those routine days, he proposed that I marry him. I refused immediately. Well, how could I, after everything that happened to me, become someone's wife? But such an answer did not satisfy him. Usually he was full of self-doubt and very clumsy, but at this moment he was firm as steel and strictly told me that none of that mattered, and then he kissed me on the lips, he-he... Can you imagine? He not only saved me from death and despondency, not only filled my heart and soul with warmth, not only gave me a second life, but was ready to give me all of himself despite everything that happened to me? At that moment I had no other choice but to answer him "yes." After marrying, we moved far away from civilization, built our own farm, and fed on our own produce, and in time this idyllic life received an addition—a daughter was born to us... I would not be lying if I said that the proposal of marriage, the wedding, and the birth of a daughter are the three happiest events in my life, although during my years as first an imperial princess and then an empress, I almost never thought about such things. - She sighed heavily, catching her breath. - In reality, this story has a rather tragic finale, but in the context of our conversation, it does not matter. I simply wanted you to know what feelings I carried with me through the universe and what serves as the core of my being. I do not give up for his sake and for our love.