Chapter 17 The Gift He Wanted Most “Sterland, you didn’t…
The aroma of food filled the air, and Isidore's face was full of satisfaction when he received Vifiya's praise.
Osa asked suspiciously, "You guys? Are you really nobles?" She stared at the food on the table. "Are you really not cooks?"
Even Arnold couldn't help but look sideways.
Kaharun hummed, trying hard to suppress the smile on his face. "I practiced cooking so hard just for this moment!"
Amidst the noise, five people were already sitting at the dining table eating.
Kaharun suddenly thought of something and said, "Miss Vifia's prayer procession this afternoon was truly enormous. I've never seen such a grand procession of prayers."
Vifiya paused while cutting the mutton.
Osa said thoughtfully, "It's indeed rare. I went there specially this afternoon, but unfortunately the doors and windows of Vifiya's carriage were closed. I was planning to say hello to Vifiya."
Once again, Vifiya was glad that she had closed the carriage doors and windows. This kind of exposure in public was not suitable for her.
She was about to speak when she heard Arnold say, "I saw it when I went into town this afternoon."
Vifia froze visibly and asked hesitantly, "You all went to see it?"
She should have expected that the royal family and the Vatican would publicize this matter so much.
"I didn't." There was a hint of grievance in Isidore's words. He was already annoyed because he hadn't found a chance to fulfill the agreement with Vifiya, and now he was even more anxious.
But when he looked into Vifiya's eyes, he found that there was an imperceptible surprise in Vifiya's eyes.
Isidore didn't see it, which was a comfort to Vifia. She said slowly, "It's not a big deal."
Dinner time passed quickly as we chatted with each other.
Arnold sent Vifia and the others to the foot of the ridge, then returned to the cabin and did nothing but sit there.
The noisy wooden house was now much quieter, and this was also the environment he was most familiar with.
He stood up and walked to the window, watering the flowers beside him and counting the days until his sister would come back.
The night rolled over the towering roofs, and the carriage slowly moved forward and stopped at the side door of Alsayin College.
Vifiya caught a glimpse of Isidore's slightly anxious look from the corner of her eye and said to Osha, "Isidore and I have something to talk about. I'll be back later."
Although Osa didn't know what they were going to say, she still nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."
Isidore's face quickly showed joy and relief.
Kaharun saw everything. He was happy about Isidore's change and that he had found his heart. At the same time, Isidore's behavior in front of Vifiya was too obvious, and he was afraid that Isidore would be used by someone with ulterior motives.
On the day Isidore and Veffiya disappeared, the great magician wrote to him, telling him not to worry, they would come back, and to wait for them at Graymoon Ridge, and not to stop Isidore's feelings for Veffiya.
This letter made Kaharun certain that the great magician knew who "she" was and where "she" was. He was just wondering, if the great magician knew, why didn't he tell Isidore?
Kaharun got off the carriage and waited for Isidore not far inside the side door.
Vifia and Isidore walked aside, hiding behind the tree trunk. She asked softly, "Have you decided what you want?"
The moonlight filtered through the remaining leaves on the tree, falling on Isidore's face in patches. His silver pupils were even more colorful than the moon's light.
He secretly cast a soundproofing spell.
He seemed a little embarrassed, and his eyes moved away for a moment and then quickly returned to Vifiya's face.
He opened the box he had taken out of his body, and inside was a single-sided purple diamond silver grass earring. The light purple gem was inlaid in the center of the silver grass, and the petals were dotted with small diamonds, sparkling in the light moonlight, dazzling and brilliant.
Vifiya could tell at a glance that the earrings were worth a lot of money.
He had a hopeful look on his face: "I want you to take this, okay?"
Vifiya was slightly stunned, and her eyes moved from the earrings to Isidore's face. Their eyes met: "Isidore, this is a gift from me."
Isidore lowered his eyes upon hearing this: "I know, but if you accept it, it will be the gift I want."
Moreover, he had already received the gift he wanted most.
For a moment, Vifiya was a little amused and helpless. She had clearly agreed to give him a gift, but in the end, the gift he wanted was for her to accept his gift.
Seeing that Vifiya didn't respond, he thought she was thinking about how to refuse, and he couldn't help but speak with a bit of urgency: "I also cast a defensive magic inside. If it really comes to a life-threatening situation, it can block a fatal blow."
Vifiya couldn't help but be surprised. Originally, Isidore had said so much, and she was ready to accept the earring, but she didn't expect that he would cast such magic on the earring. For Vifiya, the earring was quite tempting.
She couldn't help but ask curiously, "How big a blow can it block?"
Isidore's expression grew serious upon hearing this. After a moment's thought, he replied, "The strongest magician's full-strength attack."
Vifiya was stunned. She didn't know much about the magic system of this world. After she heard about the great magician's apprentice, she expected him to be strong, but she didn't expect him to be this strong.
Isidore's expression softened, and his silver eyes seemed to be melting ice, gleaming with tiny glints. "So, you must wear it often. Until you sense a fatal blow, it's just an ordinary earring."
Vefiya took the earrings. She could clearly sense Isidore's joy. She smiled and said, "Thank you."
Since he said so, Vifiya planned to give him something else later.
Vifiya turned her head to look at the carriage, then said, "I should go now."
"good."
Isidore nodded and watched Vifia return to the carriage before walking to the side door to meet Kaharun.
Vifiya returned to the carriage and chatted with Osa for a while before returning to the mansion soon.
As soon as she opened the carriage door, she saw Neve walking quickly from the mansion.
She reached out her hand to support Vifiya. Vifiya's eyes were gentle. She took the opportunity to get off the carriage and turned back to say goodbye to Osha.
She watched the carriage go away, turned around and asked, "Neve, have you been waiting for a long time?"
Neve seemed lost in thought, and only came back to her senses when she heard Vifiya calling her. She trembled slightly and said, "Not long, young lady."
Vifiya took in her expression, lowered her eyes and hid her thoughtfulness.
The two of them walked into the mansion, and along the way, the servants bowed to Vifiya when they saw her.
On the way back to the room, he ran into Vaholian head-on. Gavin, who was behind Vaholian, saw this and signaled the servants around him to leave.
Vifiya handed Isidore's gift to Neve. She wanted to put the earrings out in the open, and whispered sideways, "Neve, take this back to my room."
Neve took the box and answered.
Vifia looked at Valhorian, who spoke first: "You should have brought the knights, even if you had them wait at a distance."
Vifiya knew he would say this, so she had already prepared a set of words. She said helplessly: "Brother, Miss Osha didn't let the knight follow."
This is also a benefit. After all, from the very beginning, what Marquis Seronil had his eyes on was the power of the Duke of Dordo's Mansion.
Marquis Seronil wanted her to be on good terms with Osa, but if the Marquis knew about it, she would probably be punished.
Vaholian looked at her deeply, as if to confirm the truth of what she said. After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and said, "You are the daughter of the Marquis of Seronil. Such a disrespectful act will not happen again."
Huh? Vifiya was slightly surprised. It was strange that Vaholian chose not to tell the Marquis.
The Marquis had told him from the beginning of the heir course that he must keep her in his hands.
Although this matter is a small one, it is also a mistake she made. What did the Marquis do when [Vifiya] made a mistake before?
Vifiya slowly searched through her memory and finally found the answer in a small corner.
"He would lock me in the basement and not allow anyone to give me a single bite of food or water. I would starve for three or four days. During this time, he would beat me if he was unhappy."
[Vifiya] said this to her, and she said she was used to it, even though it was not pleasant, so she advised Vifiya to be patient even if she was unhappy.
In her more distant memory, she had been treated in this way by the Marquis, so in her tenth life, she made the Marquis experience firsthand the pain that [Vifiya] had suffered in the basement.
If [Vefiya]'s soul was still there at that time, she would probably laugh out loud.
Vaholian had already left, and after Vifiya came to her senses, she also went to her room.
Neve stood awkwardly at the door of the room. Seeing Vifiya, she hurried forward and said, "Miss, Master Stellan is waiting for you inside."
Weifeiya paused, lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then raised her eyes and said to Nifu, "It's okay, Nifu, you go back first. I'll call you if there's anything."
Neve squeezed her hands and left obediently.
Vifiya opened the door and walked in.
"It's not okay to enter my room without permission, right?" Vifiya sat opposite Stellan and looked at him straight.
Stellan then turned his gaze to her, with the same thick smile on his face. He answered the question irrelevantly: "Sister, you had a good time today."
Vifiya ruffled her blonde hair: "Of course, it's quite novel."
His smile gradually became more dangerous: "It's so novel that I'm hanging out with civilians."
Vifiya leaned back, leaning on her own back, her red eyes already showing a hint of coldness: "This seems to be my own business."
"Sister." He seemed to be showing weakness, "I'm just worried about you. If father knew about this, you would be punished again."
Vifiya could hear the hidden meaning in his words. She said in confusion, "You seem to be threatening me, but it doesn't matter. You can tell father that I've been getting close to civilians recently."
Seeing her indifferent attitude, Stellan had a vague guess in his heart that her actions this time might be within the tolerance range of the Marquis.
Stellan sighed softly and said with a hurt tone: "How could that be? So this is how you think of me, sister. It's just..."
He changed the subject, his words carrying a warning: "Sister, didn't I tell you not to get too close to that man named Isidore?"
Vifiya hid her eyes from looking at Stellan. He would never care about such things before. Was he concerned about her? No, she could see that he just found that some things were out of his control.
For example, his emotions.
At the opening dinner, she saw him clearly.
She arched her brows, but the smile was not in her eyes. She spoke slowly: "Are you ordering me? Stellan, you don't have such authority."
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