Chapter 156

A very small noise woke me up.

The sound of hand turning a doorknob 'click'.

I woke up to the sound and opened my eyes.

But it was still dark in front of me.

I was scared for a moment.

Did I dream of being rescued?

Am I still stuck in the carriage?

However, the soft touch of the blanket in my reflectively moving hand told me this was a different place.

At the same time, I lost all the strength I had in my body.

And I thought again.

I quietly moved my hand and touched my eyes.

As expected, it was covered with blindfolds.

I haven't seen the light for a long time, so my eyes hurt when I open my eyes and see a bright light.

Someone did this for me.

I was completely relieved to think so.

And various information began to come in through senses other than vision.

The smell of fire as the firewood burns.

The touch of soft and warm bedding.

And a voice that talks from a distance.

"Why isn't she still up? Is she seriously sick?"

Oh, it'sGilliu.

"She has been sleeping for three days. Shouldn't we wake her up?"

A slightly lower voice thanGilliu,Mayron.

"Lady Florentia is very tired. Don't worry too much, the only thing that's hurt is her forehead."

Estira'shere, too.

Instead of black silence, I kept laughing at the voices of familiar people.

I thought I could lie down like this and listen for hours and hours.

"How are you two shoulders?"

Estira asked.

"I'm fine, but Gilliu's been moaning all night."

Mayron replied.

"Well, it's the first time I've ever used Aura that much. Can you give me more of that ointment, Dr. Estira? It's very cool and nice."

"Sure, I'll give you as much as you want, so don't hold it in, Sir Gilliu."

I thought they were talking about Estira ointment.

Then Mayron said.

"Doesn't my uncle have to apply it too? You were busy replying to the letters until late last night."

"Haha, then I'll borrow some. My wrist is a little sore."

Oh, it's my father.

The sweet voice with a smile was obviously my father.

It's a long way to Ivan's estate, how did he get here?

"Do you get a lot of letters asking after Lady Florentia?"

Estira asked my father.

"Don't even say that. Father, sister Shannanet, Larane, and Craney. It's not going to be an uproar from Lombardy to here by using emergency troops several times a day. If you hadn't helped me write back, I would have stayed up all night."

"Everyone was worried. Huhu, when Florentia wakes up, everyone will hear something. How can you just use the emergency messenger phrase like that?"

"Haha, I think so."

The laughter that I had endured burst into the sound of my father's laughter.

"I'll write the reply to this letter myself, Dad."

"Tia!"

I could hear several people running toward my bed at the same time.

"Isn't Ivan's estate very far away? What is everyone doing here?"

I asked with a smile.

"Of course, after hearing the news of Tia, I ran right away!"

"Right! We've been from Lombardy to here in just four days!"

"Do you know how worried we were about you, Tia?"

The twins replied quickly to each other's anger.

"I arrived yesterday, Lady Florentia. I'm a little late for the carriage ride, I'm sorry."

"No, it took me ten whole days from Lombardy to here. If you had arrived yesterday, you wouldn't have been able to rest all night. Thank you, Estira."

"The eye patch is very uncomfortable, isn't it? I've made the room dark, but I covered it because it could be too much. If it's late, you can take off your blindfold for a moment."

"Yes, I see."

So I had a conversation with Estira and suddenly realized.

That there's someone who hasn't said much yet.

"Dad, are you okay?"

"...Tia."

Oh My Goodness.

As expected, my father's voice was very trembling.

My crybaby father.

"I'm fine, now. You were very surprised, sorry."

I turned my face to the side where my father's voice came in and smiled brighter on purpose and said.

"Of course! When I pass by, the road collapses. I was a little unlucky... Right!"

I had no choice but to stop talking.

It was because his less trembling fingers touched my hair that flowed down slightly.

"...Yes, I'm glad you're all right. I'm so glad."

I could tell without looking.

What kind of expression my father has now.

I held my father's hand and said.

"Everything's fine now, Dad."

My father kept sweeping my forehead without saying a word.

I laughed, feeling more relaxed than ever at his touch.

When I feel happy for a while, another curiosity pushes into my head.

"But what happened to Migente Ivan? Is he all right over there?"

The answer came back from Estira.

"He broke his leg and it took him quite a while to get it treated, so the repercussions will still be there, but he's recovering smoothly."

"If it's the aftereffects..."

"I think he's going to limp."

"Ah..."