Violet Blooming in Patronage

Stupid and lowly. Why did the Marquis hold her birthday party? In fact, it was not very pleasant to wear this dress, and it was burdensome to show the Countess Lysell what she had learned in earnest. She could have just stayed like this. After continuing to walk aimlessly, she finally realized that she had come to a deserted place and buried her face in her lap. What's the point of having such a beautiful dress? When she was a lowly commoner, they could still laugh at her. No matter how much they smiled in front of her, they said she was stupid in the back. Birthday was a little happy day. The cold winter wind took her body heat away.

"Oh, my. You were here."

A friendly voice sounded distant.

"Wake up."

A voice that did not know whether it was a man or a woman rang in her ears. However, the voice was buried in the sobbing sound. She didn't want to say anything. She didn't want to hear it.

"Hurry up and stand up? You don't have time to do this?"

Violet lifted her body up at the sensation of shaking her shoulder. The sun had set and it was early evening. Nevertheless, she felt like it was daytime now. A white child was standing there. It was a child who was so beautiful that she was mesmerized. The child with a face like a snow fairy in a fairy tale was smiling brightly. The neat bobbed hair was silver like her. There were beautiful golden eyes in the eyes that smiled softly, and they were looking at her warmly. Is it a messenger from God who came down from heaven? She was staring at the child in awe.

"Who is this sister?"

She asked with a sniffle. The child smiled.

"I'm sorry, but I'm a man."

The child, no, the boy, dismissed her words. When she said sorry in embarrassment, he smiled. The smile was as subtle as the moonlight, which was different from Daniel's. When he laughed, his face also shone. If a smile had light, it would be that person's smile. she thought blankly.

"Why are you crying?"

At those friendly words, she couldn't find anything to say. She didn't want to tell anyone she was seeing for the first time why she was crying like this. After all, that person smiles like an angel, but behind the scenes, he might say that she is stupid. It was a humiliation to receive because she was a lowly commoner. If he knew that she was a lowly commoner, he might remove the smile on his face dan laugh at her.

"I'm sad because you're crying because I've barely found you. It's even sadder because you don't tell me why."

But he didn't give up. The boy who said that had a really sad face. When his beautiful face was distorted into sadness, she really felt like she had committed a mortal sin. She hesitated. But that person was really smiling warmly, so she thought she could trust him. He seemed to feel a power that was different from Daniel's. What should I do? She stuttered in contemplation and brought out her story.

"People are all laughing at me and saying I'm a lowly commoner. Everyone hates me."

When Violet stopped talking and sobbed, he hugged her with a sad expression. Her tears calmed down in his warm arms.

"Are you having a hard time here?"

"Yes, it's hard."

At her words, the boy patted her on the back.

"They say the world is always full of happiness, but you are unhappy."

"No, the world is full of misery."

Lina and Rose were also unhappy. She wanted to add that, but the boy didn't know them, so she bit her mouth. The boy was rolling his eyes around as if he heard that her answer was unknown, as if he was trying to figure out what she meant.

Only then could Violet look up at the boy. At first, it looked like a woman. Looking closely, there was an Adam's apple on the neck. A handsome boy with soft features. He was a beautiful person, but she felt he was somehow familiar. He smiled as if he had noticed her gaze.

"Did you miss me too?"

Well, she didn't know him. So she just tilted her head.

"I missed you so much."

She was just burdened with the deep emotions from the words.

"I came all the way here to find you, Violet."

"......"

"I missed you.""

"......"

"I don't hate you! It doesn't matter if you're a lowy commoner or not."

The boy's face with his back against the moonlight was serious. He looked desperate somehow, which shook Violet's heart.

"So, why don't you follow me?"

He reached out his hand. The hands reflected in the moonlight are white. It's so sweet and warm. And he even has a benevolent smile. He's such a sweet person, so wouldn't it be okay to follow him? I hated this place. It was so scary here. It seemed to swallow me in one moment.

She could have good clothes and good food, but she suffered. Looking at the hand, she realized that he was wearing a pure white priest's suit. She didn't even notice that it was a priest's uniform because he wore it, not because he didn't look good in it. She hate the priest, she shouted in her heart. But he is saying that he doesn't care if she is a lowly commoner. Maybe this is the last chance? Those thoughts were instantaneous.

"Aah!"

Then, the silver sword turned towards her. She screamed in surprise. The cool, sharp metal she had not seen in so long was what she feared the most. To be precise, the silver blade wasn't aimed at her, but at the side of her boy's neck, but the horror it gave her was so great that she had not seen it in a really long time, her legs loosened and nearly collapsed. When she was terrified by the sword shining blue in the moonlight, a voice as cool as the sword was heard.

"Who are you?"

The voice she knew well. The first young master, Esselmond.

Unlike her, who was greatly surprised, the boy with a sword pointed at his neck had a relaxed face. Then, the moment the boy's gaze turned to Violet, who was trembling, the boy's face turned cold. He was very angry.

"Can't you see the priest's uniform and not know? It's a priest who passed by."

At that, Esselmond said.

"I don't remember inviting the priest today."

For the first time she felt a forged life. Even when Lina and Rose died, it was a life she had never felt before. She was crying, but let alone her crying, her breathing became heavy. To that extent, it was a huge flow of energy that she felt for the first time.

"But I think the Duke Tigernan must have come here, but Lord Ermengart."

Even with those words, the black was not removed.

"The Marquis never invited the Duke to come."

"Really? But what should I do? The Duke is here."

His face was slightly frowned upon by the words. It was still black-pointed, and he looked dangerous. Duke Tigernan? Who is that person? She seemed to have heard the name Duke Tigernan several times.

"I don't think you'll ever get over me safely, Lord Emengart. Didn't you see the duke's carriage on the way?"

The smile as he reassured her was very warm, but the boy's voice toward Esselmond was cold. Besides, when he dismissed Esselmond, the strange feeling she suddenly felt made her whole body stand on its own. What kind of feeling is this? As soon as she tried to feel the indescribable feelings more, Esselmond finally lowered the sword.

"The Saintess is from the Emengart family."

"Well, I don't think everyone thinks so except the Sir."

Looking at her with an unknown smile again, the cool spirit of earlier could not be found even after washing her eyes.

"The interrupter has appeared, Violet."

Saying so, he held her hand and raised it up.

"I hope you hold my hand next time."

With that said, he bowed down and kissed her hand. Now that she see it, the boy's height would have been the same as Esselmond's, but he was never short. The beautiful boy smiled and looked at her with a intense gaze and disappeared. The night was cool. She was obviously wearing a coat, but her body was trembling.