The Fate of Narendra Women
35. Freedom for Women

"I didn't really enjoy my last visit to Korea." Iaros tells about his experiences while he was busy ************ small soles of Kamila's feet.

She sat leaning against the empty air while Kamila lay on a pile of pillows, resting as her fever rose.

"I don't like the beach very much. I enjoyed the silence on the hills and the mountains. But I chose Busan because you used to say you wanted to see the ocean firsthand."

Kamila just silently heard it. Indeed, he was difficult to believe that it turned out that easily Iaros was destroyed.

He doesn't suspect anything about Kamila. Even as if it never happened, she acted like their relationship had never cracked since she was very young.

But now Kamila would not believe it. Iaros brought the soles of his feet to the man's lips, pecking at Kamila's heels without even considering her a Narendra.

Narendra is haram for him apologizing. Narendra who was haram for him bowed his head even to his fellow Narendra.

Narendra kissed her feet like it was Kamila's face.

"Can I see it in person as well?" ask Kamila a little hope.

Unfortunately, Iaros has not been that close. "I'll take you later." Iaros rubbed his eyes. But then he moved on, putting the shirt back on his body even though it was filled with blood spots Kamila had done. "Sleep, Kamila. I'll be back with warm food later."

Kamila immediately held her hand. "I don't want to be alone."

Iaros face was so soft as he lowered his head, burying a kiss on his lips. "I didn't take long. Sleep on."

But it turns out he still hasn't obeyed all Kamila's words.

I have to be patient. Kamila clenched her trembling hands.

To find a gap from Iaros, inevitably he had to be patient.

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"Young Master."

When Iaros was little, his mother had prepared a special servant. A servant who was not loyal to Narendra as a whole, but was obedient and submissive only to Iaros no matter what Iaros asked.

Iaros himself gave it his name at the age of nine. And that person was the only one Iaros could trust all along.

"Aether's started looking around here?"

Maria, the maid's name, came to hand over some of the printed CCTV footage. "I'm worried about the people sent by Mrs Hera, Young Master. They seem to suspect that you're hiding in the basement."

Of course it is. Hera is the smartest woman in Narendra after her mother Aether.

"Your orders?"

"I can't take Kamila away yet." Iaros thought for a moment. "Stay away from them. As much as possible lead them to another district and make a fake trail."

"I did it."

Iaros handed the sheet over to burn. Afterwards Maria came to help Iaros bathe, treating some of Kamila's wounds on his body.

Once, maybe. A while before he forgot everything, the hatred in Kamila's heart had already piled up too much for him to summon young master Iaros.

Almost the same as yesterday, he shouted to hate Iaros.

"Miss' psychiatric condition is still shaken, Young Master."

"I know." Iaros glanced in another direction as his head was filled with all sorts of thoughts.

Whatever Kamila thought, Iaros will not let go of her again. No more. Whether by what means should Iaros bind him, if Iaros could have Kamila, Iaros would.

Iaros' eyelids closed. Throwing his mind at a small memory with Kamila.

"What makes you happy, Kamila?"

Iaros had forgotten when that happened. But little flowers were blooming around the castle, and he sat with Kamila to make the crown. When Kamila smiled, Iaros silently smiled.

"I dreamt of seeing the sea, Young Master." Kamila's cheeks blushed as she told a story. "Do you remember my story? Mom said one of her best moments with Dad was time spent by the beach. I wonder what the beach is like. Directly."

"Hmmm." Iaros was not particularly interested, for he saw Kamila as far more pleasant than to care about the sea. "Why are you so interested in the outside world?"

"Of course interested. Aren't you thinking about what it would be like if you and I were free to walk in the crowd?"

I just want to be with you, be in a crowded place or be quiet.

"Is that what you want most?"

Kamila's smile made Iaros palpitate as the girl placed a flower crown on his head. "I want to know what freedom feels like."

But Kamila's words somehow scolded Iaros.

"Freedom?"

"I want to see the world, all with my eyes. Not from books, or stories that you tell before you go to bed. I want to be free."

At that time, Iaros even thought about what Mother had said to him.

When Iaros asks why Narendra's woman should be locked up inside the castle and not allowed to do anything other than be the princess to death.

"Freedom is sweeping away." That's what Mom said. "Iaros, listen to me. The main reason why the Narendra women were not allowed to be free was probably because of the 'affection' of the family leader. But it was also an absolute shackle. If women taste the sweetness of freedom, they will no longer want to return in their confinement."

"What's bad about that, Mommy?"

"My son." Mother looked at him coldly as if Iaros' thinking was so foolish. "When your women are no longer bound, no longer dependent, no longer dragging their feet for you, then you are no longer valuable to them. They will not bow their heads to you, will not respect you, will not allow themselves to be despised in front of you. What's a pleasure to you if your woman thinks you're worthless?"

Iaros reached out to little Kamila that day, smilingly tucking her lips.

In his heart he decided that Kamila .. should not taste freedom.

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