Leandroth…’
‘Grandfather
Bell, you have woken up. We’re sorry if we disturbed you.’
‘What
happened to me?’
‘You
fainted and sprained your ankle. The doctor says your physical condition is
bad. My wife was taking care of you.’
‘Hello,
my name is Matilda. It’s nice to finally meet you, Marquis Bellmud. Please rest
well, I will look after you.’
‘Your
highness…’
‘Please
call me Matilda, may I call you grandfather?’
The
marquis stared at Matilda for a moment then asked,
‘May
I have some water?’
Matilda
quickly let him have a sip of some water. He smiled gravely at Matilda, ‘There
is no need to trouble yourself, Princess, I am sure you are busy preparing for
your wedding.’
‘I
am not busy,’ she said gently. Matilda did not mind, she knew his refusal was
borne from loneliness, but he didn’t really mean it.
‘I
have no official duties yet. As for the wedding preparations, it’s all being
handled. All I do is read books and wait around. So please let me have something
to do.’
He
gave her a wry smile,
‘Also
you can tell me all about Leandroth’s childhood.’
If
he talked about Leandroth’s childhood, inevitably he would talk about his
daughter, Orlatta. It must still be painful for him, so must still, that he was
upset about her hairstyle.
The
must also be something to know about the death of Empress Orlatta.
Besides
that, she also wanted to know more about that Earl Pikers.
‘I
am sorry. I shall get back to work. Sorry for the inconvenience.’ The Marquis
said trying to get up. Leandroth placed an hand on his shoulder holding him
down.
‘You
can’t move. There is a fear you may have hit your head, so the doctor
recommended bed rest. You are confined to bed for the next three days.’
‘Three
days?!’ he shouted.
‘This
is a good thing, you getting injured is the gods telling you that you need some
rest. If you hit your head, I’m afraid you’ll need a lot more rest. So if you
did not want to be an inconvenience,
please rest well. That is what we need you
to do now,’
Bellmud
looked at Leandroth is surprised askance,
Leandroth
laughed, ‘My wife is cute, isn’t she? You can’t go against her, so you better
listen to her.’
Leandroth
clapped, and two maids entered the room with the grumpy doctor. He confirmed
his diagnosis. He was suffering from chronic fatigue, and had a sprained ankle.
He needed bed rest for three days. It would not be good to move too much. He
left after that. Bellmud stared at the door after the doctor.
‘Please
take some leave,’
So
the Marquis Bellmud acquiesced. He went to sleep.
Matilda
looked over the sleeping Marquis. He seemed like he was older than 60. If he
had been a knight as Leandroth told her, he would have been well muscled and
built when he was younger. But that was all in the past.
Now
his cheeks were a bit sunken. The situation is the government was making things
worse, to the extent that he was so thin. And his daughter’s last words being
“Father, I am sorry,” was probably because she was dying first. Perhaps she
would do the same, say she was sorry to her father, if she died before he did.
Her
mother died earlier, she remembered how sad he was. So if she died before…
Matilda
wiped tears that had welled up in her eyes. She used a cold cloth to wipe the
sweat off the Marquis’ brow,
‘Orlatta…’he
called in his sleep. He raised his hand, like he was desperately trying to
catch something. Matilda took his hand and stroked it to calm him,
‘Orlatta…’
he called.
‘It’s
alright, I am here. Relax and go to sleep.’ She whispered. He opened his eyes
and looked blindly at Matilda, and closed his eyes again. His grip tightened.
His
hands, that used to be large and muscular, were now frail.
She wondered what he had been searching for.
She
thought of her foolish behaviour, nearly killing herself, Matilda’s eyes welled
up with tears. If she had died, her father would surely have grieved. She may
not have been next in line to the Icecoreta throne, but her father had cared
for her. She had been his precious daughter. (Zuben: Wow! Really?)
And
yet…her affectionate father who nearly passed away when her mother died, she
nearly once again let him experience the death of an important person. Matilda
began to cry.
The
maids looked worriedly at her.
‘Why
are you crying?’
Matilda
was startled; she sniffed as she wiped her wet face.
‘Would
you like some water?’ she said her voice a bit watery.
‘There
is no need for you to cry. I can always retire early.’
‘I’m
not crying because of you, Grandfather.’
‘Is
it because you don’t want to marry Leandroth? I can help you.’
Matilda
blinked at that. It had become serious,
‘I
did something foolish a little while ago, and I was crying because I only
realised it was foolish. I do want to marry Leandroth – very much. So please do
not worry.’
She
was slightly embarrassed, but she heard him laugh,
‘Orlatta
was would have been happy to have a daughter like you.’
‘Grandfather
Bell…’
‘Human
hands are warm, I forgot.’ He said with a tired sigh, and he looked up at the
ceiling but his eyes were far away,
‘Orlatta
was always laughing, we always laughed despite everything.’
He
sighed deeply,
‘Why
did I let you get married? Why didn’t I make you divorce…I should have taken
you out of the palace…’
‘Do
you…regret it?’
‘That
girl always showed a happy face, it would have been a painful situation.’
Bellmud
covered his face with this other arm.
The
former Empress who had always laughed. The woman who raised Leandroth and
Bartholomew. The siblings, who would have been broken, were good.
‘Was
Orlatta-sama a weak person?’ she asked without thinking. Bellmud raised his arm
and looked at her with anger in his eyes,
‘Somehow,
Leann and Bell-sama see Orlatta as a weak person. But if my husband doesn’t
come to see me for a year or more, it would be hard to raise the children by
oneself. You would be seen as a weak person.’
She
made a fight unconsciously.
‘If
she was truly weak, she would have abandoned everything and just escaped into
her hobbies. Yet she participated in her husband’s life despite his treatment
of her.’
The
marquis giggled at her conviction.
‘People
who are always laughing are hiding a tremendous strength. They have great
mastery over their hearts and minds, even under times of great stress.’
Just
like her father who was always calm, always smiling; despite the stresses and
strains of ruling a country, despite not being physically strong. The body was
weak, but the mind was the strength behind Icecoreta.
‘You
say that you laughed together, I wonder if she was truly happy. Did she not
decide she had to put aside a husband who did not look at her and concentrate
on looking after the children?’
Bellmud
began to laugh, he laughed so hard his body shook, he laughed so hard he began
to cry.
‘Then,
why would she apologise?’
Matilda
held his hands, ‘Would you not apologise if you died before your father…?’
‘Before…’
‘My
father lost mother first. I was afraid my father would die with my mother. If I
died before my father, in his presence, I would apologise.’
‘What
if she chose to die?’
Chose
to die? Matilda tilted her head (Zuben: Like you almost did, Mattie. I although
I think falling down the stairs is a foolish way to suicide. There isn’t a
guarantee of death.)
‘You’re
looking forward to marrying Leandroth, aren’t you? Maybe he’ll let go of the
past.’
‘Is
it not strange?’
‘Strange?’
‘Could
it be that she did not want to raise the children? If this were the case, that
would explain why Leann doesn’t like his mother. He doesn’t regard his birth
mother as his mother but Empress Orlatta. He is fixated on her as his mother.
Children are very sensitive, if they aren’t cared for properly they would look
for love elsewhere.’
‘What
you are saying is Leandroth longs for the love of his mother…’
‘May
be so. I long for the love and attention of my father. We seem to be rather
similar in that.’
Bellmud
sighed and closed his eyes,
‘Grandfather…?’
‘She
was certainly obsessed with raising Leandroth and Bartholomew.’ Bellmud said
gravely
‘Is
that so…?’
‘I
thought it was to escape her responsibilities as Empress.’
‘Rather
than clinging to a man that does not want her, she decided to raise his
mistress’ children and raise them wonderfully. They would reciprocate that
love. I am sure she was surprised they grew up well.’
‘I
wish we could talk to Orlatta-sama about everything.’
‘Hmmm,’
‘Are
you still sad for Orlatta-sama?’
‘No
I am happier.’
‘I
think that Orlatta-sama is happy too.’ (Zuben: sigh)
‘Really?’
‘Yes,’
‘I
want to sleep now.’ He said
‘Please
rest well.’
‘You
go get some rest. I am glad I got to speak to my grandson’s wife.’
For
Marquis Bellmud, Leandroth was his grandchild where biological or not.
‘I
will come and visit again tomorrow.’
‘I
will be here,’
‘And
don’t let that strange man come and see you.’
‘I
understand, I will refuse the snake when he comes.’ Bellmud said jovially, ‘and
tell his majesty to sow his seeds well.’
Matilda
smiled, ‘I am not a messenger pigeon, tell him yourself. Your mouth would rot
if you don’t use it.’
She
patted his hand gently as she rose.
‘I
will come again tomorrow and bring your grandson with me. Good night and sweet
dreams.’
‘Good
night,’ he replied.
Please
have a nice dream, one where Orlatta is laughing, she wished as she left the
room.
Zuben:
It seems as they say in the bible, the scales have fallen from her eyes. Doooh…
This was the most comprehensible chapter in a long time, and that is not saying
much. I still can’t figure out, half the time, who is saying what when.
Mattie is trying to put together the pieces of Leann's world.Thank you for translating this novel
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