“I'll tell you all about it in a moment,” he said as if reading her mind.
Aden couldn't help but feel partly responsible.
When he saw Ilyin's face coming here, he wished his skill was a lie just this once.
Ilyin looked scared and worried.
But it was true.
'I had already guessed what would happen to the viscountess and I didn't tell Ilyin.
Ilyin predicted the attack on me and in return I allowed her to be attacked by this surprise.'
When Aden looked at Ilyin's worried profile, his lips closed.
This was too great a sin to simply cover with the word error.
"All is well then." Ilyin walked away from the mute Viscount Arlen and when she passed him, his eyes never left her, she was in a cold sweat as if someone was behind her.
'There's no need to worry,' Ilyin thought as he grabbed Aden's arm despite himself.
He gently brushed her hand with his fingers and followed her.
The mansion's attendants when they saw Ilyin choked on their own voice.
Their reaction was all similar.
How and why was she here?
“Everyone, leave the room.”
His words had power.
It was a majestic presence that they had never felt from her before, the maids stopped and left without noticing.
Ilyin, just like that, entered the viscountess's room quickly as predicted.
***
It was the same ceiling she saw in the dream.
The sky that could be seen through the window had the same full moon, everything was exactly as in the dream.
His mother's weak body lay on the bed in front of Ilyin.
The viscountess's eyes were almost lifeless.
Silver hair wet with cold sweat covered a face as pale as a ghost.
The lips, so dry and bloodless, called her.
“Ilyin.”
The only thing different from the dream was Viscount Arlen's gaze that followed Ilyin as she entered the room.
Ilyin slowly approached the bed.
She felt everything more clearly than in the dream, she could feel that her mother no longer had time.
The dream she dreamed was not a nightmare, but a real prediction.
She predicted the death of a family member again.
Ilyin couldn't help but think about how much she disliked the future that she couldn't stop as she looked at her mother on the bed.
Now she could somewhat understand her mother's reaction when Ilyin predicted Sid's death at the age of seven.
She remembered how once the disaster of an avalanche that was to hit the Delrose Knights in Biflten was averted.
Although the avalanche itself couldn't be stopped, they managed to avoid getting hurt, she wished she could just see the forecasts for this type of event.
Ilyin looked at his mother, whose breathing was getting weaker.
That the viscountess's muscles were already giving way.
It was a sign of death.
The Viscountess's lung muscles were slowly giving way, she was having trouble speaking, and her vision was becoming blurred.
Now, with unbelievable determination, she was focusing her gaze on Ilyin.
Breathing was weak.
Slowly, the sound of life faded away.
In fact, there was almost no time left.
Soon, that difficult breathing would end.
“Ilyin,” the viscountess’s voice was more air than sound.
Ilyin stood by the bed and listened.
“Yes, I'm here,” she swallowed the lump that formed in her throat, “as you called me.”
Aden, who was looking at the viscountess, turned to look at Ilyin.
He was convinced now more than ever that she could definitely see the future.
Ilyin never liked Viscount Arlen.
In the stories she told Aden at night, she always made a point of portraying the viscount as a good person, but the viscount was never a father figure to her.
What happened to her brother when she was seven surprised Ilyin, but as she was not able to control her ability, she had to be kept under the watch of her supposed father, who brainwashed her into thinking that she should not say anything about her ability to predict the future.
Ilyin was also separated from the viscountess who cared for her throughout her childhood.
Viscount Arlen was the reason Ilyin's childhood ended at the age of seven.
And Viscountess Arlen?
In Ilyin's stories, she was a comforting mother.
Until Sid dies.
After that, Viscountess Arlen began to lose her mind due to the shock and had no filter.
She said hurtful things to Ilyin, but even so, her report about the Viscountess was not as bad as when she talked about Viscount Arlen's stories.
‘What kind of person was Viscountess Arlen to Ilyin?’ Aden thought.
Ilyin was separated from her mother after coming to Biflten and although that was the tradition, if it gave Ilyin a feeling of loss, that was Aden's sin.
He always thought about this, so when Ilyin arrived, his first order to the people of Red Delrose was that once Ilyin arrived in a distant winter region, frightened and unfamiliar, she should never feel lonely.
But no matter how hard Delrose tried, there was always a hole where the viscountess used to be in the child Ilyin's heart and as if telling him that now, Ilyin's face carried a weight like he had never seen before.