How could I make my voice be heard?
“The person I want to hear most from is not opening her mouth.”
“……..”
“My wife just sits quietly all the time.”
Escallion moved with heavy steps towards Belladonna, who was sitting still on the bed. Then, he forcefully grabbed her chin and lifted her head up.
‘How can I speak?’
“……….”
Looking at her shaking eyes, he cl…ked his tongue, relaxed his hand holding her chin, and turned around. Her eyes were filled with Escalion’s massive back muscles as he picked up the gown that had fallen haphazardly on the floor and put it on.
“…Hiccup.”
Oh no! Belladonna closed her eyes tightly, in despair. I hope he didn’t hear it…
“Hiccup? Was it you?”
He heard. This is bad. I hope he doesn’t come here. Please leave… Escallion slowly turned his head. His dark, shining eyes fixed on Belladonna.
“Did you just make a sound?”
His lips curled dangerously upwards.
‘The last Saint of Astanya.’
‘Astanya’s smile.’
‘A living portrait of Astanya.’
When I opened my eyes, I found myself the only daughter of the Pope, praised by everyone, and a Saint who could not speak.
“…Why do I have such a good voice?”
