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Qin Si's face turned pale as she stole a glance at Aelia, who was slumped in her chair. Her voice was barely audible, "My lady... actually, this matter is no longer a secret in the castle..."
Aelia's already fragile world seemed to collapse instantly, as if a boulder had been dropped into it.
Years of love and trust shattered like bubbles in the sunlight, bursting with the slightest touch.
She suddenly lifted her head, gripping Qin Si's hand tightly, her white nails nearly digging into her flesh. "What did you say? Say it again!"
Qin Si gasped in pain but dared not struggle; she could only tremble as she spoke, "My lady... Lord... the Lord has... long had..."
She couldn't bring herself to utter the words "Leonard's Concubine," as if they were poisoned words that would instantly take Aelia's life.
"No... it's impossible!" Aelia shook her head frantically, tears streaming down her face and soaking her chest.
"Leonard would never do this! He loves me; how could he betray me? This must be a lie! You must be trying to deceive me!"
Seeing Aelia in such agony twisted Qin Si's heart like a knife.
She knew that for all these years, Aelia had lived in the beautiful dream woven by Leonard. She had poured all her love and trust into him, and now that the dream had shattered, how could she bear this cruel reality?
"My lady..." Qin Si wanted to say more but was pushed away by Aelia.
"Get out! All of you, just get out!" Aelia shouted, grabbing a teacup nearby and smashing it on the floor.
The sound of the shattering cup echoed like her broken heart, splintered beyond repair.
Qin Si dared not offer further comfort and could only retreat silently.
She understood that at this moment, Aelia needed not consolation but time alone to lick her wounds.
In the room, Aelia was left alone, curled up in a corner like a wounded beast, crying silently.
Her thin shoulders trembled incessantly, as if bearing an immense pain.
In her mind, sweet memories with Leonard flashed continuously, moments that once brought her happiness now turned into sharp blades that pierced her heart.
She recalled the scene of their first meeting; Leonard was so handsome and charming back then, exuding grace and elegance.
Every smile and frown of his made her heart flutter.
She believed they would love each other forever and live happily together for all time.
But reality had slapped her hard, making her painfully aware that everything had been nothing but her one-sided wish.
She covered her face and groaned in agony.
She couldn’t understand why Leonard treated her this way.
What had she done wrong?
Was she not good enough?
Or had he grown tired of her long ago?
Her heart felt as if it had been hollowed out, leaving nothing behind.
She felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness and despair, as if the entire world had abandoned her.
Just as Aelia was lost in her suffering, a small pair of hands gently wrapped around her.
It was Luna.
With her tender voice, Luna comforted Aelia, "Don't cry, Mama. I'm here..."
Looking into Luna's innocent eyes, Aelia felt a warm current surge within her.
She held Luna tightly, as if grasping a lifeline.
"Luna..." she choked out, "What should I do? I really don't know what to do..."
Luna remained silent, simply snuggling in Aelia's embrace.
She understood that she had to do something next to help Aelia out of this predicament.
"Hmph, Leonard, you scoundrel!" Luna silently cursed.
She recalled the plot from the original story; the woman outside was no simple foe.
Not only was she young and beautiful, but she was also cunning, willing to use any means necessary to win Leonard's affection.
"It seems I need to make some preparations..." Luna thought.
She knew that if the story continued as it originally did, Aelia's fate would be dire.
She absolutely could not let that happen!
Using her knowledge of the plot, she would help Aelia escape this crisis and ensure that Leonard paid the price he deserved!
Meanwhile, Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and Brother San had also heard about Leonard's actions.
Their hearts were heavy with concern.
“That old man has gone too far!” Eldest Brother exclaimed angrily.
Although he was disabled due to the Magic Backlash, his feelings for Aelia ran deep. He could not tolerate Leonard hurting her like this.
“It’s no use saying that now,” Second Brother sighed. “What we need to focus on is finding a way to help Mother out of this predicament.” Having been deceived by a close friend and trapped in the Magic Dilemma, he had come to understand the treachery of human nature even more.
“Yeah, I wonder how Luna is doing,” Brother San said with some worry.
Though he usually appeared carefree, he proved to be quite reliable in critical moments.
Having wasted his training due to Talent Misguidance, he was now beginning to reflect on his life.
They all placed their hopes on Luna.
They believed that this miraculous infant would surely create another miracle and change the situation.
After all, she was Luna! The one who always managed to surprise everyone and turn danger into safety!
They silently prayed, hoping that Luna could lead them out of this dark time.
Qin Si carefully walked into the room, holding a bowl of steaming porridge.
She saw Aelia sitting quietly on the bed, cradling Luna in her arms, her gaze vacant as if she had lost her soul.
"Madam, please eat something," Qin Si said softly. "If you continue like this, your health will suffer."
Aelia shook her head without speaking.
"Madam..." Qin Si wanted to persuade her further, but was interrupted by Luna.
"Aunt Cessy, my mom isn't hungry. Can you give me the porridge?" Luna reached out her small hand, wanting to take the bowl.
Qin Si hesitated, worried that Luna was too small to hold the bowl steady.
"It's okay, Aunt Cessy. I can do it," Luna said with determination in her eyes as she looked at Qin Si.
Qin Si was taken aback by her gaze and instinctively handed the bowl over to her.
Luna carefully held the bowl of porridge and began to feed Aelia, one spoonful at a time.
"Mommy, please eat something. You’ll get too hungry like this," Luna said gently.
Seeing Luna's serious expression filled Aelia's heart with warmth.
She opened her mouth and took a bite of the porridge.
"Good girl..." Luna smiled. "Eat more so you can have the strength to defeat the bad guys!"
Aelia's lips curled slightly, revealing a faint, forced smile.
"Luna..." she whispered, "thank you..."
Luna shook her head, remaining silent.
She knew that now was not the time to relax.
The real battle had only just begun...
She turned her gaze towards the doorway, where Lucius stood, silently watching them. The expression in his eyes was ambiguous, shrouded in shadows. The flickering candlelight cast long, dancing shadows across the room, illuminating the dust particles swirling in the still air.
Lucius leaned against the door frame like a silent sentinel.
He watched as the petite yet determined Luna coaxed their mother to eat porridge, her lips still trembling.
The scent of lavender cedar, which usually brought comfort in the halls of Glory Castle, now felt overwhelmingly strong, tinged with a hint of unspoken anxiety that brought bitterness.
Lucius could hear the soft clinking of the spoon against the porcelain bowl; in the uneasy silence of the castle, it created a fragile rhythm.
He ran a hand through his hair, feeling the weight of the current situation pressing down on him like a heavy burden.
Glory Castle, once a symbol of strength and prosperity, now appeared fragile and on the verge of collapse.
His gaze fell upon Luna, and a flicker of hope ignited within his dark thoughts.
Could this little girl, this seemingly impossible beacon of hope, truly be the key to saving their world?
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but the scent of lavender could not calm his taut nerves.
He had to believe.
They all had to believe.
The destiny of Glory Castle rested upon the thin shoulders of a child.
Lucius straightened up from the door frame, the wood beneath him creaking as if whispering a plea.
He walked slowly and steadily towards Luna and her mother.
He placed his hand gently on Luna's head, his touch almost reverent.
"Luna," he murmured, his voice hoarse with suppressed emotion, "we... we are all counting on you." Luna looked up at him, and despite her young age, the depth of understanding in her eyes surprised him.
She simply nodded, a small movement barely perceptible, yet it carried the weight of a promise.
This promise echoed in the silent hall of Glory Castle, softly speaking of hope in the face of despair.
Then she turned her head, her gaze drifting past Lucius, her expression shifting subtly... something he found hard to grasp.
"Uncle," she whispered, her voice almost inaudible, "do you hear that sound...?"
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