
Mute didn't even think. "The only proof of your affection for Ana is that you refrain from meeting. That'sallthatis. Please go, Young Master, because I am at work."
Mute must have known that his actions could lead to death. But perhaps because he knew Erekleus was not that cruel, he dared to be impudent.
"I know you're angry." Erekleus held his hand that was planning to leave. "I know that very well. I know you've been fighting alone."
"It's not about me." Mute pulled his hand. "It's about the Narendra family having rules. The decision has already been made so don't whine too much, Young Master. Aren't you spoiled?"
"You only understand." Erekleus grimaced. "You understand how I feel about Ana the most, right? I feel like I could kill anyone for the sake of that child, Mutia. Please." Please."
"Then you should understand." Mute smiled grimly. "I'm also willing to do anything to take care of the child. Including from you."
*
"Auntie, why is Mother so angry with Daddy?"
"Anged?" Sanya raised an eyebrow. "Well, your mother is not in a free position to be angry with your father. And there's no reason for him to be angry."
"Then why are you not happy that you came?"
"Because it's not a child's business." Sanya flicked Anastasia's forehead no matter how she screamed painfully. "Shut up and go play with the dolls."
Anastasia stuck out her taunting tongue, running to the corner of her toy rather than being flushed again by Sanya. When he saw the boy actually went to play as ordered, somehow Sanya was curious.
"Anastasias."
The little girl looked up.
"You like your father? Wanna be with him?"
"She likes it." Anastasia looked back at the toy. "But Ana won't be with Mother."
"Then let me tell you." Sanya propped up her chin. "You're a forbidden child."
"What is a forbidden child?" Anastasia blinked plain.
"You were born at a time when you were not allowed to."
"That means people hate Ana?"
"No, but your birth shouldn't have happened." Sanya observed the little boy's eyes while spewing out things that were impossible for the children to understand. "You're not Narendra as a whole, but you're not an ordinary person as a whole."
"Then Ana what?"
"You determined it." Sanya pointed upwards. "And how to determine it to be there."
If an ordinary child could not understand those words, the great Anastasia in the hands of a mad genius like Sanya certainly understood.
Her Aunt Sanya was saying that Anastasia had to go upstairs to find herself.
*
"Ana." Mute opened the door of Sanya's room and hurried to come hug her son. "Ana, don't see that uncle again, okay? Anyway, don't see him again even if he comes down here."
Anastasia looked at Mute's face. "Mother, did you do anything wrong?"
Mute shakes. "Not Dad. Call him Young Master. A scary person will get angry if you call him Dad."
"Young Master?"
"Yes, right. Young Master." Mute stroked the face of gentle Anastasia. "Listen, Ana, if you see Young Master, run to Mother or Aunt Sanya immediately."
"Why?"
"Mother just wants to be like that. Ana wants to do it, right?"
"He's just bragging" said Mute softly. "Don't listen to anyone but Mother."
Of course Mute still feels traumatized at how those people talked about his son's death. This family is not a loving family.
Sanya's blind eyes next door is proof of that.
"It wants to rise to the surface." Anastasia expressed her feelings. "Ana doesn't hate our place but Ana wants to rise to the surface. Above is the sky, Mother. There is no sky here."
"Over there we can't see the fish." Mute answered without a problem. "Let's just agree not to talk about it again, okay?"
Anastasia looked at Sanya. Made Mute instantly sigh.
"Just say something" she asked weakly. If Sanya speaks, Anastasia will also hear.
"If all Narendra agree to accept Anastasia, she will be assured." He just said the opposite. "More, soon you will leave the Castle to run errands, right? Wouldn't it be better if Anastasia was entrusted to Eris?"
"Sanya—"
"I'm just proposing. I promise to keep you so as long as your lives aren't threatened, I don't mind." Sanya turned to her work again. "Go upstairs for a while, at least attend the meeting, it's not life-threatening. I guess."
*
Erechleus did not give up. This was the opportunity that Aunt Askala had given him, so clearly Erekleus had to try to make sure it was not in vain.
Not waiting for tomorrow, today also Erekleus again trying to meet Mute.
Could Erekleus give the order as Young Master. Anastasia was Narendra's son anyway so she was attached to him. Using his status, Mute could even kneel.
But Erekleus also did not want to hurt Mute just for the sake of his son. Erekleus wanted to make peace with Mute.
"I brought your favorite food." Erekleus came at lunch. "It's made by the chef of the main building so I guarantee the taste. Let's eat together."
Mute didn't even turn around. "I'm full already."
"Then I'll wait until you're hungry."
Erekleus was willing to sit there, put food on the table and quietly watched Mute. At least he did not try to make a sound, making room for the woman to work.
He really has changed. Mute used to be a skinny little girl, small-breasted, dull-looking face and hair that was always tied back. But now she became a beautiful woman, bushy hair pinned back, a face without makeup but well groomed, pale skin and a fuller chest. Or very full, to be honest.
If he were to be on duty, he would definitely be the favorite beautiful doctor of male patients.
"You will be on duty soon" said Erekleus after a long silence. "I read the journal you wrote. You've done so well so far."
"Thank you," replied Mute flatly.
"A year of service should be enough for you to continue your specialist education. What field are you interested in?"
"I just want to be a general practitioner." Mute stopped moving his finger on the paper. "That way I can help more people in general."
Erekleus smiled. "Your grandmother must be proud of you."
The woman was silent.
"You're mad at me, Mutia? About your life in here?"
"No." Mute is back to writing. "My life is comfortable here. Much better than me having to hang around alone in the city, looking for a job here and there while thinking how I pay for this and that."
"Then I'm happy." Erekleus smiled with relief. "I didn't break you too much."
"...."
*