로그인I stole a glance at him.He walked beside me with his arm offered like a perfect gentleman escorting a lady to a ball. His face was completely unreadable. I couldn’t place a single thought behind those dark eyes.Beside the car stood my girls—Hannah, Miren, Stacy, and Selena were waiting. Their eyes were wide, still shaken from the gunshot, I supposed.I wondered if they had seen me snap inside the shop.I had to fix this.I had to go back to being the fragile, confused lady who remembered nothing of her past.As we reached the car, I stopped walking and pressed a hand to my temple. I let my knees buckle just enough to look unsteady.“Ow—”I winced, my voice soft and strained.“Lady Aria!”The girls gasped in unison.Before I could fall, his hand caught me immediately.“Are you okay?” he asked, steadying me gently. He turned me to face him, eyes searching mine with quiet intensity.“No… I don’t think so,” I breathed, letting my voice quiver. “My head is aching so badly. I feel faint.
Kael finished packaging everything I had chosen. It looked like an infinite stack of boxes.My assistants were called in, and they carefully carried the packages out to the car.“You have my eternal gratitude, my lady. Both of you. I’ll never forget this day as long as I live,” Kael told us then gave a low bow.“Take care of yourself, Kael,” I said, and I meant it. “Don't forget to show that paper to anyone who gives you trouble. Lord Zayne’s signature carries weight.”“Of course… I will do just that, my lady.”Before I could turn around, he suddenly fell to his knees and bowed his head low,his body trembling."Kael? What's wrong?"His voice shook as he began.“I know I am ungrateful to ask for this after all you’ve done for me… but my only daughter, Maki, was taken to the capital as a… slut slave at the age of five. My only wish is to see her again. I don’t know—” His voice cracked as he broke down crying. “I don’t know if she’s dead or alive. Please, Lord Zayne…”One of the guards s
ARIA’S POVHis performance so far told me he was trying hard to prove a point.However, I couldn’t rejoice yet—not until I watched him take his last breath.Kael led us to a velvet-lined display case, his hands still trembling slightly as he unlocked it with a key from his pocket.“This piece,” he said reverently, lifting a necklace from its resting place, “was commissioned by Master Heston’s father sixty years ago. The center stone is a sapphire from the Northern Mines. I think it will suit you well, my lady. It will bring out your eye color."He held it out for me.I couldn’t help but reach out.My fingers hovered over it, not quite touching.“It’s so beautiful,” I breathed.The monster stood behind me, close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from him.He didn’t say anything. He simply watched me quietly, as he always did.“You can try it on, my lady. Please. It would be an honor.”Kael suggested.“I can?""Yes my lady.""Oh,, thank you.”I giggled, then lifted my hair
“You don’t even know his name,” I said quietly.Aria turned back to the trembling attendant.“What is your name?”“K-Kael,” he stammered. “Kael of the Fern District. I’ve been in service to Master Heston for forty-three years, my lady. Since I was eight.”That face she made after hearing that gave me chills.I could tell she must have remembered how she, too, had been owned from a young age.“Kael,” she called softly, taking his gnarled hands in hers. “You are no longer a slave. Lord Zayne is going to give you your freedom this minute.”She looked at me.Waiting.The weight of her gaze pressed against my chest. I thought about my father. About the capital. About the riots that would surely follow if word spread that I had started freeing slaves.But I had a point to prove.I would leave this all behind soon enough, one way or another.This date was the beginning of a new life I wanted to live before handing the city over to someone capable.I sighed.“Do you have any blank paper and p
All color drained from his face at once. His hands began to shake violently.The glass case rattled as he gripped the edge for support, and his eyes darted toward the back exit like a trapped animal.“L-Lord Zayne,” he stammered, his voice cracking. “I-I didn’t expect—please, forgive me, I—I am an owned slave. My master put me in charge of this store. I’ll—”He started hyperventilating and his knees buckled.But before he could collapse, Aria caught him.“Easy there…” she said softly, taking his trembling hands in hers and guiding him carefully to a nearby stool.I watched her help him sit and tried her best to calm him.I couldn’t help but wonder if this part of her was genuine.“Shh, it’s all right,” she cooed. “Breathe with me. In through your nose… out through your mouth. That’s it. You’re safe. No one is going to hurt you. We only came to buy from you—that’s all.”The old man’s wild eyes locked onto hers but he still wasn't out of it.Lena continued.“Deep breath… that’s it. You’
I followed her gaze and found a woman with hollow cheeks clutching her thin child to her side and immediately fled.A short distance away, a man with a missing hand sat slumped against a wall, staring at nothing. He had not yet noticed my presence. He clutched a rusted tin plate in his remaining hand, his fingers gnarled and trembling from cold or hunger.Maybe both.Aria’s hand slipped from mine.“Give me some cash, please,” she said quietly.I pulled a thick wad of bills from my inner pocket—more money than most people in this city would see in a decade and placed it in her palm without hesitation.Whatever she wanted, she could have.She walked toward the beggar man with one hand. Seeing she was about to interact with a slave, my securities moved to intercept her.“Let her do as she pleases,” I ordered.They stepped back at once.The old man looked up at her, his eyes were rheumy and tired.Aria bent gracefully and placed the cash gently onto his plate.“Please,” she said softly.







