Violet raised her head.
The news was short, which showed how urgent it was.
But he said that he was being investigated for the alleged smuggling of some important magical artifacts, which were national treasures.
If I hadn't had Ash's vision of the future, I wouldn't know, but now I know.
As in the case of Colbert.
Was this Ash's doing too?
But Violet decided not to think too much about it.
Unless Ash had a personal hatred towards Marlon, she didn't think he would create such a situation just for her.
Also, unlike Colbert, Marlon was a very important figure.
Anyway, there was nothing wrong with it.
Right now, Marlon would be too busy to even think about capturing her again.
Furthermore, the High Priest…Gran, who seemed to have a relationship with Ash, also said that they had resolved it amicably.
He came to a conclusion.
For now, he wouldn't think about it and enjoy the news.
Becoming friends with Ash was a good thing...
This house must have good vibes.
Good things are already happening.
When she left the house after fighting, she felt so desperate as if the world was going to end.
But, in the end, you always have to resist.
Who would have known that, by nightfall, he would be smiling like that?
It seems that today I will be able to sleep peacefully.
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A few days later, Violet woke up in her new bed.
Excellent….
Due to his habit of getting up early, he woke up with his eyes wide open when morning came.
She looked around the room and examined the soft silk pajamas she was wearing.
How pretty…
The curtain fluttering in the breeze, the birds singing outside the window, the soft sheets and the new pajamas were indescribable.
—Ah, it's not a dream today either.
From his old house, he only missed a few clothes and a few books.
The best thing was that her family was not looking for her.
Of course, if it weren't for my commitment to Bluideen, I wasn't needed in that house.
They're probably happy I'm gone.
Still, his heart raced sometimes.
He felt like he needed his family's permission to be so happy.
But I'm sure Ash and Uncle Cyril would say it's okay for him to be happy.
Violet reminded herself to be like Miss Lorys, who was always dignified.
Violet put on fresh, clean clothes and went downstairs.
The clothes Olive had gotten him were of good quality.
However, the designs of the clothes he had gotten her were almost all the same: extremely clean and sober.
Of course, Violet had no complaints.
I was grateful for everything.
—Has he gotten up yet?
It's time to eat.
Olive, wearing an apron, stood in the kitchen with an expressionless face.
—Good morning, Olive.
Violet greeted.
Olive just nodded slightly without answering as she finished preparing breakfast.
—Uhm, will it take a long time for the uncle to return?
—He goes where they need him.
His job requires him to travel a lot.
Violet nodded.
Olive served him freshly baked bread, eggs, sausage and salad.
-That's lovely….
Violet muttered unconsciously.
Unlike eating with pressure from her family, she felt calm.
Even Olive told him to eat more if he wanted.
For Violet, who had always had a shortage of food, it was heaven.
—You got a letter, miss.
Someone left it in the crack of the door.
When he finished eating and was drinking tea, Olive handed him an envelope.
Violet took the letter.
There is only one person who knows I am living here.
Ash.
So it was probably a letter from Ash.
Violet opened the letter.
⌜Today, at 2 p.m.
First strategy meeting.
Come to my house.⌟
Ash, in his elegant handwriting, had written his address.
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So, at two in the afternoon that day, Violet headed to Ash's house.
—I have exactly one hour free in my schedule.
Let's review and make a plan in that time.
Brown, the one with glasses, was standing near the table with his serious face, pressing a pen.
—Welcome, poor Miss SILK.
-…SILK?
—It's just that your backstory is quite similar to that of a character in the SEDA novels.
I have decided to call you that to my liking.
Gran shrugged.
That is my wish.
Becoming a human SILK.
Violet thought to herself.
—I'll take it as a compliment.
—You have a good personality.
I like it.
Gran smiled.
But the most uncomfortable thing was Marin, who was staring at her with bright eyes, his chin resting on his hand.
—Uhm, looking at her closely, there is a lot of potential for development… Her skin is transparent.
I wonder what it would look like if I arranged it perfectly, hehehe… It's like taking the first step into an unexplored terrain covered in white snow.
…In addition, he was muttering incomprehensible things.
—What are you doing here?
Violet, for some reason, felt too scared to respond and looked away.
—Marin, don't bother Violet.
Don't forget your manners.
Ash, sitting in the main seat, said it calmly.
-…Yeah.
Marin, startled, nodded.
Ash made eye contact with Violet and smiled.
—Sit down, we can't leave the protagonist of the day standing.
-I agree.
Brown looks like he's going to run out the window, like his butt is on fire from how busy he is.
—There are simply many places that look for me.
Although most of the time it is to solve the problems of Mr.
Ash, who is sitting here.
Brown responded calmly.
Violet watched them all cautiously and then opened her mouth.
—So, everyone gathered for me?
-Of course.
Each of us is a revenge specialist.
Ash answered truthfully.
—And how did people like you get together?
—This man here solved the complicated lives that each of us had.
Brown said it calmly.
Violet became even more curious about Ash's identity, but the atmosphere was not right to ask.
—First, I will give you a gift.
Ash smiled quietly and handed her an envelope with a red bow.
Violet opened the envelope.
Inside, there was an old, crumpled sheet of paper.
Violet's eyes widened as she saw the contents.
His lips dried and he checked the contents of the paper again and again.
—How…how did you get this?
It was the marriage certificate.
At the top of the paper were the names of two people.
⌜Godfrey Everdeen
Deborah Reinhardt
It is recognized that the marriage of these two people has been consummated.⌟
—So it's true.
My real mother and father did get married...
Violet murmured.
…To be continued