Chapter 41

This is the second update today.

As everyone was stunned into silence by Isabelle's statement, His Majesty the King responded.

"It was in the third year of our country's founding. I remember reading about it in the records. The records state that there was a bilateral agreement to allow the magician and his son to return after five years of service, but they escaped before the three years were up."

"A former soldier from the other side came to me disguised as a merchant a long time ago. He brought me a keepsake that he said my husband had entrusted to him before his death, and he told me the truth."

His Majesty explained the situation to me and my parents, who were still in the dark.

"The late king, after much deliberation, decided to comply with Faril's request."

According to His Majesty, during the time when the Kingdom of Faril was waging wars with neighboring countries to expand its territory, it was in dire need of a healer magician.

The Kingdom of Faril, which had just re-established diplomatic relations with our country, which was still unstable a few years after its founding, requested that we lend them a healer magician.

"Aura was captured and imprisoned, and by then, all the other magicians had already fled to other countries. I remember that the only healer magicians left were your husband and son."

"Yes, but my husband said, 'We are healer magicians. We cannot harm others, so it's fine.' That was a big mistake."

"Our country, which was in the process of rebuilding, would have been attacked by Faril if we did not comply with their request. If that had happened, we would have been in serious trouble. So, my father, after much deliberation, decided to lend Isabelle's husband and son to Faril."

"Aura killed many of Faril's soldiers in the war. They had no good feelings towards a magician from such a country. Even when your husband and son claimed they were out of magic, they were not allowed to rest and were overworked until they fainted."

When a magician completely depletes their magic, their lifespan is gradually shortened. They must leave a little magic to use, even if it's just a little. I learned this the hard way, losing consciousness several times in my previous life.

"The former soldier from Faril told me, 'Your husband and son were overworked to the point of losing consciousness repeatedly.' And before the end of the third year, your son, who was still a teenager, and then your husband, passed away."

"That was the truth... It is truly..."

His Majesty closed his eyes and whispered softly.

"The Kingdom of Faril did not admit that they had worked them to death but claimed that they had escaped. However, the person who visited my house saw with his own eyes that my son and husband had passed away. He said, 'I have an obligation to tell you the truth because they saved me,' and he crossed the border to meet me."

Isabelle was wearing a silver bracelet on her wrist.

"I see... So that's how it was. My father had no choice but to accept Faril's version of events, but I deeply apologize to your family. These words are no consolation, but I apologize on behalf of my father. I will offer a compensation as a token of my condolences. Please accept it as a form of apology."

His Majesty stood up and bowed. Her Majesty the Queen also stood up and bowed quietly.

"No, please don't. It's not your Majesty's fault. However, I was called 'the family of the useless escapees' by the officials of the time. I vowed then that I would no longer expect anything from the country's leaders. Since then, I have worked hard to survive. If I were to accept the country's help now, I would not be able to face my husband and son. Therefore, I respectfully decline the offer to live in the palace and the compensation."

I was ordered to kill so many of Faril's soldiers without any questions. Could it be that this led to Isabelle's family being hated and overworked...? I couldn't bear to look at Isabelle's face.

"Alescia, what's wrong? You look very pale."

I heard the Prince's voice and hurriedly looked up, but the room swayed, my vision darkened, and stars began to dance before my eyes. Oh no. I can't faint here.

"I'm sorry, I need to lie down for a moment..."

I didn't finish my sentence and collapsed onto the floor. I tried to slide off the chair to prevent a sudden fall, but it was so undignified...

When I opened my eyes, my parents were looking down at me.

"Oh, you're awake. That's good. Alescia, you seemed calm, but you were really tense, weren't you?"

"Dad..."

"You had a bout of anemia. You should be fine now, but please rest a bit more."

"Mom, what about Isabelle?"

"She left a little while ago. She was worried about you."

"I see..."

"Alescia, you really do make it rain when you sleep. I was surprised to see it with my own eyes."

A voice came from the corner by the window. It was Her Majesty the Queen!

"Your Majesty! I apologize for the rudeness."

"Oh, it's fine. Just stay as you are. I've already sent His Majesty and Mark off to another room. They were also surprised to see that it really rains when you sleep. And now, the rain has stopped."

I forced a vague smile but was thinking about something else.

(I want to apologize to Isabelle, but I can't even do that. Isabelle, I won't make foolish decisions anymore. That's the least I can do. I'm sorry, Isabelle. I'm really sorry.)