The foresight Ilyin saw this time was different than usual. During this foresight, she wasn’t observing herself in the dream, but she was completely aware of herself and even managed to have a conversation with her mother.
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She had plenty of foresights before, but this was the first time that a person in the dream was aware of the person dreaming and was able to deliver messages. Because of that, Ilyin wanted to believe that what she saw wasn’t a foresight but just a dream.
Ilyin couldn’t help feeling that she was rushed awake because her head was spinning the second she awoke.
The dream had a mobile for sure though. Ilyin stopped as she thought that.
How?
How did Aden know? She hadn’t fully explained what the dream was about because she couldn’t bring herself to say that her mother was going to die.
“I shouldn’t have said it out loud!”
She could still hear the voice of her mother filled with regret scream, the day her brother Sid died.
It felt like the moment Ilyin said her foresight out loud, her mother’s death was going to become certain and so she couldn’t say it. She just told them that they had to go to Arlen as quickly as possible, hoping against hope that it was just a bad dream.
Ilyin was about to say something but then her dizziness got worse, so she lowered her head.
When she said she had to go to the Arlen mansion, the winter people, at the crack of dawn, had to wake up and prepare for the trip.
“Can’t you do this a little quieter?” Aden, noticing how awkward Ilyin felt, waved Idith over to order people to stop moving so busily.
“I’m sorry,” Ilyin said quietly.
“There’s no need to be,” Aden said immediately.
If Ilyin needed it, for certain her priorities came first. Aden wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
As soon as Ilyin hugged him and mentioned Arlen mansion, he knew instinctively that something had happened to the Viscountess.
The mansion had enough defense around the mansion to protect the family. There were also no groups of monsters nearby that could attack within a few hours so there was only one thing that could have happened in that mansion.
The death of the Viscountess.
“My mother,” Ilyin tried to continue.
Since she had caused all this fuss at dawn, she wanted to give the reason as to why she was like this. Aden had ordered the mansion to prepare for a trip without a word. Ilyin was thankful but also sorry.
Aden was a master that was trusted. The red Delrose were loyalists that followed his words without question, but they too couldn’t help but wonder what the reason for such a random order at the crack of dawn was.
“Don’t ever say anything ominous again.”
The rough voice of Viscount Arlen seemed to ring in her ears. It was the day of Sid’s funeral.
That night her father had been drinking, and despite telling her not to say another word about foresights anymore, he was still curious about whether she had dreamt of him.
Even after that, he was still curious. He was afraid of Ilyin saying the dreams out loud but always wished to know if the dreams were about him.
Ilyin lowered her head. She could still clearly see her mother’s weak, pale face she had seen in the dream. There was a definite smell of death exuding from her. Ilyin’s gaze went to the sky. It was the same full moon that she saw in her dream, her heartbeat quickened.
Ilyin’s mother had started showing signs of madness from the shock of Sid’s death. After that, Viscount Arlen never allowed the two of them to be in the same room again. Even so, Ilyin’s memory from when she was seven years old was as clear as if it were yesterday.
The Viscountess was a mother who tried her best to only show good things to her children. Unlike her father who was busy trying to uphold his dignity, she tried to make sure Ilyin and Sid enjoyed whatever they could. Unlike the other nobles’ wives, she treated her daughter and son like her equal. She didn’t give in even when the Viscount kept saying that only the commoners behaved that way.
Thanks to that, Ilyin and Sid were able to play with toys made by their own mother, which was uncommon for a noble. They spent more time with their mother than the family tutor.
Until her brother died.
It had been twenty years since then. The two were completely distant as if the mansion was a wide field separating them. The Viscountess’s condition grew worse and worse to the point where she couldn’t even recognize Ilyin.
Each time they met, Ilyin’s mother blurted out all the words in her head without hesitating, whether they were kind or not. It was a different person from the mother that she saw when she was young.
“We are ready to leave.” Idith approached them and reported, breaking Ilyin from her reverie. Aden nodded and turned to cover Ilyin’s head with the blue cloth.
“Are you okay?”
His voice was always calming. Even when he was told about the foresight of him being attacked, he was calm.
A person I can always depend on. A person that will never turn against me. Ilyin remembered the cold atmosphere in the mansion right after Sid’s death. As if what she said caused the disaster, everyone whispered whenever they saw her. But not him. Ilyin let out a soft breath.
“Yes, but Delrose,” she turned to the Delrose people that were ready to head to the Arlen mansion. It wasn’t a big party. The two knights that would guard her, a few knights that will guard Aden and Idith and Etra. It was just enough to move quickly.
The foresight Ilyin saw this time was different than usual. During this foresight, she wasn’t observing herself in the dream, but she was completely aware of herself and even managed to have a conversation with her mother.
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She had plenty of foresights before, but this was the first time that a person in the dream was aware of the person dreaming and was able to deliver messages. Because of that, Ilyin wanted to believe that what she saw wasn’t a foresight but just a dream.
Ilyin couldn’t help feeling that she was rushed awake because her head was spinning the second she awoke.
The dream had a mobile for sure though. Ilyin stopped as she thought that.
How?
How did Aden know? She hadn’t fully explained what the dream was about because she couldn’t bring herself to say that her mother was going to die.
“I shouldn’t have said it out loud!”
She could still hear the voice of her mother filled with regret scream, the day her brother Sid died.
It felt like the moment Ilyin said her foresight out loud, her mother’s death was going to become certain and so she couldn’t say it. She just told them that they had to go to Arlen as quickly as possible, hoping against hope that it was just a bad dream.
Ilyin was about to say something but then her dizziness got worse, so she lowered her head.
When she said she had to go to the Arlen mansion, the winter people, at the crack of dawn, had to wake up and prepare for the trip.
“Can’t you do this a little quieter?” Aden, noticing how awkward Ilyin felt, waved Idith over to order people to stop moving so busily.
“I’m sorry,” Ilyin said quietly.
“There’s no need to be,” Aden said immediately.
If Ilyin needed it, for certain her priorities came first. Aden wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
As soon as Ilyin hugged him and mentioned Arlen mansion, he knew instinctively that something had happened to the Viscountess.
The mansion had enough defense around the mansion to protect the family. There were also no groups of monsters nearby that could attack within a few hours so there was only one thing that could have happened in that mansion.
The death of the Viscountess.
“My mother,” Ilyin tried to continue.
Since she had caused all this fuss at dawn, she wanted to give the reason as to why she was like this. Aden had ordered the mansion to prepare for a trip without a word. Ilyin was thankful but also sorry.
Aden was a master that was trusted. The red Delrose were loyalists that followed his words without question, but they too couldn’t help but wonder what the reason for such a random order at the crack of dawn was.
“Don’t ever say anything ominous again.”
The rough voice of Viscount Arlen seemed to ring in her ears. It was the day of Sid’s funeral.
That night her father had been drinking, and despite telling her not to say another word about foresights anymore, he was still curious about whether she had dreamt of him.
Even after that, he was still curious. He was afraid of Ilyin saying the dreams out loud but always wished to know if the dreams were about him.
Ilyin lowered her head. She could still clearly see her mother’s weak, pale face she had seen in the dream. There was a definite smell of death exuding from her. Ilyin’s gaze went to the sky. It was the same full moon that she saw in her dream, her heartbeat quickened.
Ilyin’s mother had started showing signs of madness from the shock of Sid’s death. After that, Viscount Arlen never allowed the two of them to be in the same room again. Even so, Ilyin’s memory from when she was seven years old was as clear as if it were yesterday.
The Viscountess was a mother who tried her best to only show good things to her children. Unlike her father who was busy trying to uphold his dignity, she tried to make sure Ilyin and Sid enjoyed whatever they could. Unlike the other nobles’ wives, she treated her daughter and son like her equal. She didn’t give in even when the Viscount kept saying that only the commoners behaved that way.
Thanks to that, Ilyin and Sid were able to play with toys made by their own mother, which was uncommon for a noble. They spent more time with their mother than the family tutor.
Until her brother died.
It had been twenty years since then. The two were completely distant as if the mansion was a wide field separating them. The Viscountess’s condition grew worse and worse to the point where she couldn’t even recognize Ilyin.
Each time they met, Ilyin’s mother blurted out all the words in her head without hesitating, whether they were kind or not. It was a different person from the mother that she saw when she was young.
“We are ready to leave.” Idith approached them and reported, breaking Ilyin from her reverie. Aden nodded and turned to cover Ilyin’s head with the blue cloth.
“Are you okay?”
His voice was always calming. Even when he was told about the foresight of him being attacked, he was calm.
A person I can always depend on. A person that will never turn against me. Ilyin remembered the cold atmosphere in the mansion right after Sid’s death. As if what she said caused the disaster, everyone whispered whenever they saw her. But not him. Ilyin let out a soft breath.
“Yes, but Delrose,” she turned to the Delrose people that were ready to head to the Arlen mansion. It wasn’t a big party. The two knights that would guard her, a few knights that will guard Aden and Idith and Etra. It was just enough to move quickly.
