The quiet bedroom was filled with only the rough breathing sounds and the strong smell of medicine.
âWhy am I not getting better?!â Jovanes screamed toward the palace doctor with a scowl.
His bony fingers trembled for weeks now along with his dry lips.
âIâm not sure either. Iâve been concocting the same medicine as whatââ
âYouâre trying to kill meâCough!â As he raised his voice, Jovanes began to cough in fits.
Every breath was painful, and if he shows a little bit of reaction, he would cough nonstop, making every day painful to bear.
âUh, Your Majesty, come and take the medicineââ The palace doctor, who was so intimidated and wary, quickly rushed with a bottle of medicine as Jovanes began coughing.
âAhâŠYouââ
Barely swallowing a few sips of medicine, Jovanes snapped and grabbed the palace doctor by the collar.
âS-spare me, Your Majesty!â The palace doctor begged, closing his eyes tightly, and trembled.
âRight now, make the medicineâŠ..if you donât want to d*eâŠCough!â
He started coughing again and his eyes became bl*odshot red.
Eventually, after drinking another bottle of medicine the doctor gave, he started to breathe easily again.
âHaaâŠâ
Looking at the back of the doctor making his escape, Jovanes took a breath again.
There was silence again in the bedroom.
âThis is unacceptableâŠâ
Jovanes was isolated.
He wasnât saying that he was trapped by someone. Itâs just that no one came to visit Jovanes.
Jovanes was being forgotten.
âWhat an ungrateful fellow.â
Glaring at an empty space, Jovanes pulled the string by the bed hard.
âDid you call, Your Majesty?â
Maid Otua suddenly disappeared one day, and the young maidservant, who had newly filled the spot, asked with her head down.
âBring the Second Prince.â
At Jovanesâ order, the maid took a moment to reply. It was because starting the afternoon up to now, the Second Prince was bound to be busy.
ââŠYes, Your Majesty.â
Once again, the maid politely stepped out of the bedroom.
After a while.
âDid you call, Your Majesty?â
As Perez came in and greeted him, Jovanes smiled viciously.
âThey said youâre very busy.â
Perez did not answer. It was because he had already heard through the maid that Jovanes was very upset.
None of the people who attended Jovanes werenât on Perezâs side.
âDo you think that power belongs to you?â Jovanes said in a very sarcastic tone.
âWith my words, you will be nothing right away.â
He still has the power
â⊠I know,â Perez answered in a low voice.
At that appearance, Jovanes raised the corner of his mouth again and said.
âBring me tea.â
ââŠI will call the maid immediately.â
âNo, bring it out yourself.â
If Perez and Jovanes are close, itâs not too much of an order.
Regardless of status, making tea for someone you care about was an expression of affection and respect.
But Jovanes was now trying to humiliate him by ordering to bring him tea instead of the maid.
âWhy? Canât you?â Jovanes asked the unresponding Perez.
Looking a little insincere for a moment, Perez replied.
â⊠No, itâs not that. Please wait a moment.â
After opening the door and getting hot water from the maid, Perez started brewing tea directly by Jovanesâ bedside.
Jovanes stared at Perezâs every move with the intention of scolding him right away if he made any mistakes, but in the end, there was no reason to nitpick.
It wasnât until the light green tea water was poured into a teacup, that Jovanes looked away and drank the tea.
The refreshing scent of flowers stimulated his nose.
âAt that timeâŠitâs the tea I drank before the meeting began.â
âThatâs right.â
Inwardly, Jovanes was amazed.
It was because drinking tea seemed to make it a little easier to breathe.
Jovanes said to Perez, who was standing still with his hands behind his back.
âSecond Prince, come twice a day and bring this tea to me.â
It was a ridiculous request.
Perez was doing all of the Emperorâs work in his stead. And now he wants the Prince to come twice a day and make tea.
But Jovanes was impudent.
If Perez refused, he intended to delay the appointment of the Crown Prince using it as an excuse.
âIâll do that.â
But Perez nodded his head and was calm.
âIâll be back tomorrow morning. Take a rest.â
When Perez took his leave and left the bedroom, Jovanes was left alone again.
But unlike before, Jovanes was smiling.
Soon after, he pulled the string one more time to call the maid and said.
âAsk Chairman K*llian, early tomorrow morning, to stop by.â
I will not be forgotten like this.
Jovanes thought, trembling again.
***
My father and I stepped out of the mansion and arrived at Lombardy square, precisely in front of the fountain.
It was a fountain devoid of water because it was winter, but since it was a symbol of the square, people still crowded around it.
âWould you like to sit here for a minute?â
Dad sat down by the fountain and tapped the seat next to him.
When I sat where he indicated, he said with a big smile. âCan you see that tree over there? When spring comes, flowers bloom on that tree. And when the wind blows, the petals blow all the way here.â
âAnd here I met Shan for the first time.â
âMother?â I asked again, a little surprised.
âYes, I was sitting here and drawing that tree full of flowers. And then, I met Shan.â
As if he had returned to that time, Dadâs eyes crinkled at their corners as he smiled.
âThere⊠She walked looking straight at me from that road. She stood in front of me and said âDo you like to draw?ââ
âYou remember all that?â
âWell, that is the first thing your mother told me. And actuallyâŠâ
My father smiled a little shyly and scratched his cheek before saying, âIâve fallen in love since the first time I saw her.â
âOh, love at first sight!â
It was an anecdote that I had never heard personally in my previous life, until now.
âI thought I should tell you this one day, Tia. How was it?â
Visit wuxiaworld.eu for extra chapters.
âAmazing! To be honest, I was also curious.â
Because my father rarely talks about my mother.
I only heard that she d*ed shortly after giving birth to me. But it was something I couldnât even ask my father about without being cautious.
âThen, shall we go for dinner first?â My father asked, taking the lead.
I got up quickly and walked with my father.
Soon, we arrived at a small, shabby restaurant. At first glance, it looks like a place that seemed to have a lot of history.
How good the smell of the food flowing out was, my stomach growled unconsciously.
My father opened the old wooden door rather familiarly and took us to a table by the window.
âTwo stews, please.â
When he ordered, a middle-aged woman who was serving food energetically, quickly came with two large round bowls filled with stew full of meat.
As I was salivating while watching the steamy stew, the middle-aged woman asked my father after bringing us a basket of bread to go with the stew.
âHmm? You look familiar.â
âHaha. I used to be a regular a long time ago.â
When my father smiled warmly, the middle-aged woman clapped her hands loudly as she remembered him.
âOh my God, yes! I thought you look familiar! Youâve always been with a small lady, havenât you?â
âYes, thatâs right.â
âI see. This is your daughter, isnât she?â The middle-aged woman said as she looked at me.
To be honest I was a little nervous. It was a restaurant a little far from the Lombardy mansion.
She might recognize my face.
âYou look just like your mother!â
However, she was just a middle-aged woman without a sign of recognizing me, looking very happy.
âI shouldnât treat a regular customer like this. Wait a minute!â
After saying so, the middle-aged woman held a freshly baked apple pie in her hand straight from the kitchen.
âItâs on me! Go on and have this dessert!â
After the middle-aged woman left such pleasant words, left to busily work again.
âItâs hectic, isnât it?â My father looked around the noisy restaurant as he asked me.
Not really.
In my previous life, I also toiled away at a restaurant like this where commoners mainly gathered.
âYour grandfather always said to us, The citizens of Lombardy should not know the faces of the Lombardy clan.â
âSo youâre saying that you need to be so comfortable to the extent that you couldnât care less who youâre running into?â
âYes, indeed, they need to feel at ease in Lombardy.â My father said as he encouraged me to try the stew.
âWow, itâs delicious!â
Even though itâs a little early for dinner, I expected the food in this restaurant to be good after seeing so many people.
The hot stew was more delicious than I thought.
âIt was Shanâs favorite food.â My father brought forth as he started eating with delight.
In the end, my father and I even emptied the apple pie we got for free and exited the restaurant with full bellies.
ââŠ.Huh?â
But the more I walked, the stranger it get.
âWhere are we going now, Dad?â
âWeâll be there in a little while.â
Eventually, we stopped in front of an alley in a residential area where the common people lived together.
âHere we are, Tia.â
My father pointed to a small house in the corner.
It was a pretty house with a red roof and a shallow brick wall. It has a small garden that looks like spring full of greeneries when the days get warmer.
âThis is the house where Shan and I lived together until we entered the mansion.â
âAhâŠâ
I couldnât say anything for a while.
I only looked at my father as he was looking at the house in nostalgia and then turned my eyes to the corner.
Down the street, I saw a bakery that was closed after a day of business.
âAunt Perryâ
When I was just eleven years old, it was the bakery where Laurelle and I came to eat sandwiches. And right in front of it is the building where I lived in my previous life.
âHere we are.â
Once again, I looked at the house where my father and mother lived. It was a familiar house because I walked through this street every day.
In my previous life, I lived without knowing that the house filled with memories of my mother and father was so close.
Then, my father said, pointing at Aunt Perryâs bakery.
âThe bread at that house is very delicious. Shan loved it a lot. Letâs come together early in the morning next time. Thereâs a secret menu that only regulars know!â
I couldnât say anything.
My dad slightly patted me on the shoulder and laughed while standing still.