
Sometimes, the strength of a Narenfra is not judged by status, but its ability individually.
Ribia, Lily, even Hera should not enter Kamila's room without Aether and Hephaistos' permission, but that was not the case for Demeter.
When he said he wanted to go in, he came in.
"Miss."
"I'm bothering you for a minute." Demeter sat down, shaking a faint hand for the entire servant to leave. "Serve me, Kamila."
Kamila poured a warm drink into the cup in place of the waiter. Stand still, don't sit because Demeter didn't give him a sit-down gesture.
This kid is different.
She is the current generation Lissa Makaria Narendra. He has no kindness, no hospitality, no tolerance.
"I'd like to have a little chat with you, but I can't think of what it is." Demeter propped up her chin. Looking at Kamila who was standing next to the table. "Can I just say what I mean?"
"Yes, Miss."
"In that case .. I will say: I am offended by your actions."
A deed? Which deed?
Kamila slept with Aether? Or was Kamila taken away? Or did Kamila and Iaros love each other until this family situation became what it is today? Which was?
Kamila tried hard to know because Demeter obviously wanted him to know.
"You didn't reply?"
Kamila's heart goes down to the stomach. He knew Kamila was panicking and he was pressing.
"I'm sorry."
"Acus?"
Kamila held herself back from crying. In the end, he was weak. Without the Aether, Hephaestus and Zephyrus, Kamila could not even avenge a girl who was only a dozen years old.
"Camila." Demeter hinted Kamila was sitting down. "Do you want to mess up our family history?"
Kamila's gaze suddenly blank.
We were? Not us, us?
There is only one group other than Narendra that is in Narendra castle. The slaves. Servant maid.
"If Brother Iaros' request is accepted, and it is likely to be accepted, you will be the cause. Everybody knows. And the one who will bear it .. is Lily's son."
Kamila's breath was hunting. Demeter's right. Kamila would obviously be tormented, but most would bear the hatred Narendra had of Lily's offspring.
"I have an offer. You want to hear it?" ask Demeter again. "Dampy Sister. Make him withdraw his request. Normally something that has been said should not be withdrawn again, but the situation is different. It's about the history of the Narendra family and our common peace. If Big Brother withdraws his request, Uncle won't take issue either."
Kamila closed her eyes tightly.
Rayu Iaros, is what Demeter said.
Back him. Follow will. So stuffed or cooped up or whatever, as long as the murders don't happen.
"Kamila, there's one thing I want you to answer." Demeter didn't let Kamila think too long. "You .. hate yourself?"
But Kamila could not answer.
Because the answer is too obvious.
Ja. There was nothing Kamila hated more than she hated herself.
"Your answer?"
Kamila's lips twitched. Then shaking couldn't.
Demeter. Laughing as she looked at him with pity. "Your inability to answer is a reflection of you. I know who inspired you when seducing Brother Aether. Lissa's ancestor, right?"
"...."
"You'll never be him, Kamila. It won't. You know why?"
"...."
"Because you hate yourself. It's that simple."
The young girl passed by, not touching the tea she requested, but leaving Kamila crying alone.
Demeter threatened. His coming is a message. If Kamila did not move, then he would make sure all responsibility was placed on Kamila.
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