I’m The Real Daughter, But I Don’t Want To Go Back To The Duke’s Estate - Chapter 12

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In that moment, what Cecilia felt was intense resignation.

She didn’t want to die.

But she didn’t want to try any harder either.

She was already too exhausted for that.

‘Yes, maybe dying right now would be easier.’

Cecilia slowly closed her eyes.

“My lady!”

Just then, someone called out to Cecilia desperately.

It was the voice Cecilia had heard most often recently.

‘Milena…?’

The only maid who had treated her warmly.

However, Cecilia did not open her eyes.

No, more precisely, she simply didn’t have the energy to do so.

Still.

‘During those few days I spent with that child, I think I laughed quite a lot…’

Just as a faint attachment seeped into Cecilia’s thoughts.

A gentle wind swept in.

The wind seemed to softly embrace her body, and she felt her feet gently lift off the ground.

‘Huh?’

Startled, Cecilia quickly lifted her eyelids.

At the same time, she witnessed a miracle.

‘I’m… flying?!’

The cargo carriage that seemed about to crush Cecilia was the same.

The massive carriage, the draft horse, and even the coachman.

They all seemed to float gently through the air before settling obediently on the ground.

Thud.

Cecilia also lightly touched down on the earth.

‘Wh-what just happened?’

Her teal eyes, filled with shock, quickly turned to look at Milena.

And Cecilia sensed that something was wrong.

Milena’s face as she stood swaying was completely pale, without a trace of color.

From between her pale lips, a voice that seemed ready to fade away flowed out.

“My lady, are you all ri…”

However, Milena couldn’t finish her words.

Her body collapsed like a marionette with cut strings.

Horrified, Cecilia ran to Milena’s side.

“Milena? Milena!!”

At Cecilia’s urgent cries calling her name, Milena slowly blinked her heavy eyelids.

Into her blurred vision, Cecilia’s face, looking ready to burst into tears, filled her sight completely.

‘Really, making people worry like this.’

Milena smiled faintly.

The original female protagonist who would destroy her in the future.

But why was it?

Why were those teal eyes brimming with tears so heartbreaking…

‘Please stop crying.’

She wanted to wipe away those tears somehow.

Milena struggled to reach out her hand.

Meanwhile, facing the slender fingertips reaching toward her, Cecilia’s wet eyes widened.

“Milena!”

Cecilia hurriedly grasped Milena’s hand.

She felt warmth from their joined fingertips.

Milena’s smile deepened a little more.

‘Still, I’m really glad I found Cecilia.’

With the gentle relief washing over her like waves as her final thought.

Milena lost consciousness just like that.

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“Where on earth is that child and what is she doing…”

The Duchess looked at her husband with eyes full of worry.

“About Cecilia, where could she have gone?”

The Duchess’s beautiful face was filled with concern.

Because Cecilia, who had run out during dinner last evening, still hadn’t returned.

Baron Tranciere had offered to deploy his private soldiers to help search for the young lady, but there was still no news.

Meanwhile, at his wife’s question, the Duke’s eyes darkened deeply.

His daughter’s disappearance.

He was just as worried about Cecilia.

But if he showed anxiety here, his fragile wife’s nerves wouldn’t be able to bear it even more.

Judging so, the Duke gently comforted his wife.

“Don’t worry too much. We’ve sent people out, so news will come soon.”

“Father is right.”

Elias also smiled with effort as he comforted his mother.

It was a familiar scene.

A mother filled with worry.

A father skillfully soothing such a mother.

…And himself, unable to do anything.

‘I’m tired.’

Like his nanny’s habit of saying, what would it have been like if his ‘real sister’ had been by their side?

Perhaps the family could have all laughed together and lived harmoniously…

Elias, who had squeezed his eyes shut and opened them, deliberately spoke in a bright voice.

“She probably couldn’t have gone far. So…”

But just then.

A servant entered the drawing room with urgent steps.

“We found the young lady!”

At that cry, the startled Lusert family jumped up from their seats.

The Duchess asked urgently in a trembling voice.

“Is, is she injured anywhere?”

“No, being outside all day. That child has no fear!”

The Duke also burst out in worried frustration.

“Yes, the young lady doesn’t seem to be seriously hurt anywhere. However…”

The servant who nodded hesitated for a moment.

The Duke pressed him with an impatient face.

“What are you hesitating about?”

“Well, actually…”

The servant who had been glancing around cautiously opened his mouth carefully.

“A little while ago, the young lady almost got hit by a carriage.”

“What? Cecilia?”

Shock spread across the Duke’s face, which had been stern all along.

The flustered Elias also raised his voice.

“An accident, what do you mean… Didn’t you just say Cecilia was fine?”

“Ah, yes! The young lady wasn’t hurt! A maid from the Tranciere Manor saved her, they said. But…”

The servant swallowed dryly and lowered his voice to whisper.

“According to people’s testimonies, that maid summoned the wind.”

“What?!”

The ducal family was shocked in unison.

In the Rusert Ducal Family, children who rarely awakened magical power had been born across several generations.

Children of blessing.

That was the name used to refer to those children.

Even though it was an era where the lineage of magic had already been severed, those blessed children would bring about various miracles.

“W-wind, you say…”

Moreover, the wind ability was the very power that the founder of the Rusert Ducal Family had manifested.

Thus, the ducal family’s symbol was the ‘blue hawk.’

It was created because the sight of the ‘first Lusert’ controlling the wind resembled a hawk crossing the sky.

At that moment, a trembling voice interjected into the conversation.

“P-perhaps.”

It was the Duchess.

With a face pale as a sheet, she frantically questioned the servant.

“That child… what did she look like? Her hair color, or eye color. Do you know anything?”

“Sh-she’s quite a beauty. Blonde hair with green eyes…”

The flustered servant answered hurriedly.

Silence fell at the same time.

“…”

“…”

“…”

The Lusert family looked at each other with startled faces.

Blonde hair and green eyes.

Those were the physical characteristics of their lost daughter.

“I must meet her right away.”

The Duke, who had sprung up from his seat, flashed his eyes.

A faint flame flickered deep in his chest.

The name of that flame was ‘hope.’

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