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The afternoon sunlight streamed through the colored glass window, casting a kaleidoscope of light and shadow on the floor, while a faint lavender scent lingered in the air.
Luna lay in her cradle, her chubby little hands grasping the edge of the cradle, humming softly to herself. She appeared innocent and carefree, yet her mind was sharp and observant.
Her large, dark eyes darted around, taking in everything like a cunning little fox.
“Qin Si, come here, come here…” Luna waved her tiny hand, calling for Aelia's personal maid in a baby voice.
Qin Si stood by the window, needle and thread in hand, embroidering a delicate piece of silk.
Upon hearing Luna's call, she set down her work and hurried to the cradle, bending down to ask gently, “Young Miss, what do you need?”
Luna extended her pudgy little finger, pointing at her mouth and then at Qin Si's ear, signaling her to come closer.
Qin Si looked puzzled but obediently leaned down, bringing her ear close to Luna's small lips.
Luna took a deep breath and whispered a string of words that only Qin Si could hear, her tone carrying an undeniable command mixed with a hint of urgency.
“Go tell Mother… the estate… outskirts… roses…”
Just a few short phrases sent ripples through Qin Si's calm heart like pebbles dropped into a serene lake.
She suddenly raised her head, eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at the Young Miss in the cradle.
How could this be possible?
The Young Miss was only a few months old; how could she know such things?
Was it possible…?
An absurd thought flashed through Qin Si's mind, but she quickly dismissed it.
No, it couldn't be. Young Miss is still so small; how could she…?
“Go quickly!” Luna urged, noticing Qin Si frozen in place, her small face tense. Her tone turned firm. “Remember, don’t tell anyone, especially Father!”
Qin Si shivered at Luna's words. Looking into her eyes, filled with wisdom and determination, all her doubts vanished.
Taking a deep breath, she nodded vigorously and turned to leave the room in a hurry.
Her footsteps were somewhat frantic, her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her chest.
She wasn't sure whether to believe Young Miss's words.
Aelia was sitting in front of the grooming table, brushing her golden hair in front of the mirror.
Today, she wore a light purple Starry Gown that made her appear noble and elegant.
Hearing Qin Si's urgent footsteps, she frowned slightly and said with some annoyance, “Qin Si, why are you in such a rush? What’s the matter?”
Qin Si took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before approaching Aelia and whispering, “Madam, Young Miss has something to say to you.”
“Luna?” Aelia asked with confusion. “She’s only a few months old; what could she possibly have to say to me?”
“Madam, you should listen to this,” Qin Si said, his tone laced with a hint of urgency.
Aelia looked at Qin Si’s anxious expression, a sense of foreboding creeping into her heart.
She set down the Combing Mirror she had been holding, stood up, and said, “Let’s go see Luna.”
Qin Si led Aelia to Luna’s room.
Luna was lying in her Cradle, playing with her chubby Little Feet. Upon seeing Aelia enter, she immediately broke into a radiant smile.
Aelia approached the Cradle, bent down, and gently stroked Luna’s little face. “Luna, do you have something to tell Mother?” she asked softly.
Qin Si recounted Luna's previous words to Aelia without missing a single detail.
As Qin Si spoke, Aelia's expression grew increasingly grim. The words—outdoor manor… roses…—cut through her heart like sharp blades.
She recalled Leonard's recent strange behavior, how he often returned home late under the pretext of handling affairs, and the unfamiliar scent of perfume that occasionally lingered on him…
Could it be… could all of this be true? Had Leonard truly betrayed her?
Aelia's body trembled slightly as she felt her breath becoming labored.
She gripped the edge of the Cradle tightly, her knuckles turning white from the pressure.
Luna looked at Aelia's pained expression, her heart filled with sympathy and compassion.
She knew that this news was undoubtedly a tremendous blow to Aelia.
But she also understood that she had to let Aelia know the truth; only then could their family's destiny be completely changed.
"Mother..." Luna reached out her small hand, gently grasping Aelia's fingers, looking at her with clear and determined eyes. "Trust me, everything will be alright."
Aelia gazed into Luna's powerful eyes, a glimmer of hope rising within her.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself down before turning to Qin Si, her tone low yet resolute. "Qin Si..."
"Qin Si," Aelia's voice was as deep as the sea before a storm, calm yet suppressing turbulent waves. "Immediately conduct a secret investigation... on Leonard and everything related to him at the estate in the outskirts. Remember, it must be absolutely discreet; no one can find out, including... him."
Qin Si felt a chill run down her spine. Having served Aelia for many years, she knew the weight of her words.
This meant that Aelia had made up her mind to personally uncover the ugly truth hidden beneath the facade of happiness.
"Yes, Madam," Qin Si replied without hesitation.
In the following days, the entire Glorious Demon Fortress was shrouded in an eerie calm.
Aelia continued to handle the affairs of the fortress as usual, wearing a poised and elegant smile as if nothing had happened.
But Qin Si knew that this was merely the calm before the storm.
Like a trained hunter, Qin Si carefully navigated through the various corners of the Magic Castle, using her connections and intelligence to secretly investigate Leonard's whereabouts.
She dared not let her guard down for a moment, knowing that if she were discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Finally, on the evening of the third day, Qin Si arrived at Aelia's room with a thick Original Document in hand.
"Madam," Qin Si's voice trembled slightly as she handed the Original Document to Aelia. "Everything... is here."
Aelia took the Original Document, her hands feeling somewhat cold.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and then slowly opened the Original Document.
Inside, it detailed Leonard's interactions with a young woman, including the locations and times of their trysts, as well as their intimate gestures towards each other.
There were also photographs that vividly captured Leonard and the woman in affectionate moments within the estate.
Aelia's complexion grew increasingly pale, and her hands began to tremble slightly.
When she saw the last photograph, it felt as if a thunderclap echoed in her mind.
In the photo, Leonard was gently caressing the woman's face, and to her shock, that woman was none other than her most trusted maid—Lily!
The Original Document slipped helplessly from Aelia's hands and fell to the ground.
She sat frozen in her chair, her gaze vacant as if she had lost all sense of soul.
Tears, like broken pearls, rolled down from her eye sockets, soaking her clothes.
It turned out that everything was true.
It turned out that she had been living in a carefully woven lie all along.
Those once sweet promises, those once unbreakable vows, had now transformed into the sharpest blades, piercing her heart mercilessly.
Memories of her time with Leonard emerged in her mind.
They had met in their youth and weathered countless storms together, ultimately coming together as one.
She had always believed that their love was unbreakable, eternal.
But now, she realized that it had all been one-sided.
Leonard's heart had long since drifted away from her.
Anger burned like a flame within her heart.
She felt deceived, betrayed, and utterly toyed with.
She clenched her fists tightly, Ailya's white nails digging deep into her palm, yet she felt no pain at all.
Her teeth ground together with a sound of laughter, as if trying to pour out all the suffering and unwillingness within her.
“Leonard…” Aelia's voice was hoarse and low, filled with anger and hatred.
She closed her eyes, striving to calm herself.
She knew this was not the time for sorrow and rage.
She had to remain composed; she had to seek justice for herself and her family.
Slowly, she opened her eyes, her gaze becoming resolute and sharp.
She stood up and walked to the window, gazing out at the pitch-black night sky.
“Qin Si,” Aelia's voice regained its calmness, but it carried a chilling determination. “Send word to seal off Magic Castle. No one is to enter or leave.”
Qin Si's heart jolted; she understood what her mistress intended…
“Yes, my lady!” Qin Si replied without hesitation, turning to leave the room.
Aelia watched Qin Si's departing figure, a faint smile curling at the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold grin.
Since you, Leonard, are unkind, do not blame me for being ruthless.
This game has only just begun.
She walked to her desk, picked up a Feather Pen, dipped it in ink, and slowly wrote a line on a piece of Parchment:
“Dear Lucius…”
She paused after writing that line, lifting her gaze to the window.
“Mother, what are you doing?” a childish voice suddenly broke the silence in the room.
Aelia turned around sharply, seeing Luna standing at the door, looking at her with curiosity.
A gentle smile appeared on Aelia's face as she walked over to Luna and picked her up, softly saying, “Mother is… creating a better future for Luna.”
Luna blinked, seemingly not understanding Aelia's words.
She reached out her small hand and gently touched Aelia's face, speaking in a baby voice, “Mother, Luna likes you.”
A warm current surged within Aelia's heart as she held Luna tightly and kissed her little face.
“Mother likes Luna too,” Aelia whispered, her voice slightly choked.
No matter the cost, she would spare no effort.
Holding Luna, Aelia walked to the window and gazed out at the dark night sky.
Her eyes were filled with determination and resolve.
“Leonard,” Aelia silently vowed in her heart, “what you owe me, I will make you repay a hundredfold!”
She lowered her head, looking at the innocent and carefree Luna in her arms, silently vowing to protect her child and ensure she would not suffer any harm.
Suddenly, Luna stretched out her small hand, pointing out the window, and said in a baby voice, "Mother, look, the stars..."
Aelia followed Luna's finger and saw a shooting star streaking across the night sky, leaving behind a dazzling trail of light.
"How beautiful..." Aelia murmured softly.
Perhaps everything would turn out well.
Perhaps tomorrow would be better.
At that moment, Qin Si returned, breaking the moment of warmth.
"Madam," Qin Si said in a low voice, tinged with curiosity, "Third Young Master Lucius requests an audience. He says he has important matters to report."
Aelia's gaze instantly sharpened, and a meaningful smile curved her lips.
"Let him in," Aelia said softly, as if discussing something trivial.
Qin Si was momentarily taken aback but quickly understood the lady's intention.
She respectfully bowed and turned to leave the room.
Aelia entrusted Luna to a nearby maid for care and then walked to her desk. She picked up the feather pen again and began to write a few words on the parchment.
"My dear son, have you finally... lost your patience?"
Luna nestled in the soft Cradle, a subtle smile playing at the corners of her mouth as she listened to Qin Si's report.
Her large eyes, shining like black Obsidian, sparkled with a wisdom that belied her age.
Her chubby little hands instinctively grasped the tassels hanging from the Cradle, as if she held the entire family's Destiny in her grasp.
Aelia's reaction was entirely within her expectations; even the shock and pain were as precisely choreographed as if she had rehearsed them countless times.
Very well, everything was unfolding according to her plan.
Luna squinted her eyes in satisfaction, a faint Milk Fragrance emanating from her, intertwining with the Lavender Scent that filled the air, creating an atmosphere of warmth.
Yet beneath this cozy facade lay a small heart that orchestrated everything with cunning precision.
She could almost envision the Glorious Demon Fortress swaying in the storm of the future, the family's Fate's Gear beginning to turn with a rhythmic clatter.
Everything was just beginning.
"Qin Si," Luna suddenly spoke in a Baby Voice, interrupting Qin Si's thoughts, "Tomorrow... take me to the garden... to pick... roses..." She deliberately elongated her words, a glint of mischief flashing in her eyes.
Though Qin Si was puzzled by her request, he respectfully replied, "Yes, Young Miss."
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