“Lord Noah.”
“Hm?”
A servant stopped me as I walked down the corridor toward Sister Shia’s room.
“May I… have a moment?”
“What is it?”
Servants rarely spoke to me.
I was generally looked down upon as a clod. Even the servants seldom addressed me.
That was why I gave this one a suspicious look.
“I need to speak with you about Lady Shia.”
“About Sister Shia?”
Her subject made me more suspicious still.
“P-Please don’t glare at me… I have served Lady Shia for many years.”
“Ah. Are you Ryui?”
“Y-You know of me?”
“Yes. Sister Shia sometimes mentions you. What do you need from me?”
The servants around Sister Shia were the ones who had told her not to associate with a clod. To be honest, I didn’t think well of them.
“…Lady Shia now mistakes the clothes you left behind for you.”
“…What?”
I had been waiting with a slight frown, but her words stopped my thoughts.
“W-What do you mean?”
“…Lady Shia has always carried herself bravely, but she’s actually a sensitive person. She dreaded the very idea of going to war.”
“What?”
“On that brutal battlefield, both her brothers fell and she lost both arms. Her confidence vanished and her pride was shattered. Then the younger brother she loved went to that battlefield in her place… She couldn’t endure it.”
“…Sister Shia.”
“Please, I beg you. You may wonder what someone like me has any right to say now, but only you can support Lady Shia. Whatever happens, please don’t abandon her.”
“…You don’t need to tell me.”
The words caught in my throat.
But how could I’ve known? I had never imagined Sister Shia dreaded going to war at all.
“……”
I turned my back on the servant and continued toward her room.
“I’m coming in, Sister Shia.”
Apparently, she had barely left her room lately.
After knocking lightly, I entered.
“Noah. I made your food today. Come, eat!”
Inside, Sister Shia truly was speaking to my clothes.
They lay across her lap, and the sight of her moving only her shoulders was painfully pitiful.
“…Sister Shia.”
I lost my words at the sight.
“…Noah? Noah? Noah? But why… Noah is here in my hands.”
She looked back and forth between the clothes and me, her confusion plain.
“…Haha.”
But it lasted only a moment.
She bowed her head and laughed softly.
“Noah…!”
Then she raised her face, stood, and threw herself at me.
“I’m home.”
I gently opened both arms and embraced her, as if to assure her that I was truly here.
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