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It was a day when the dark night sky hung full.

The only light in the grassy space was from the full moon and countless starlights floating in the sky.

Somewhere in the corner, there was an old house.

The sound of sharp blades and the smell of blood came from within, making one raise an eyebrow.

“If you take one more step.”

Filina, who grabbed Cecilia’s golden wave hair, growled in a harsh voice.

“I’ll kill her.”

A sharp blade grazed Cecilia’s neck. Her fingers began to shake.

Ian Albaar, who was gritting his teeth at the sight of them, had no choice but to call off all the actions of the Knights who had overpowered the rebels.

“….. Filina.”

The voice did not come from far away. Transparent tears trickled down the back of the hand that held the dagger.

They were the tears of Cecilia, whom Filina had taken hostage.

“Why did you betray me?”

Cecilia asked in a sad voice.

“…We were friends.”

Filina’s eyes touched Cecilia’s for a moment. It was a very instantaneous moment.

She turned her gaze again, wary of the person who might jump on her at any moment.

Filina smiled briefly with twitching lips.

“Friends?”

The knife she had placed on Cecilia’s neck added strength.

“Don’t make me laugh.”

Cecilia’s fragile skin tore, red blood dripping down.

Ian, who was watching the scene in front of him, glanced at Lawrence, who was quietly approaching behind Filina.

“Ha, but we’ve shared so much……”

Cecilia tearfully grasped Filina’s left arm in her hand.

Her face was already covered in tears.

“Then ……the stories you’ve told me so far. …….”

“….”

“Were they all lies?”

It was as if the fact that Filina had betrayed her was more terrifying than the fear that she might die. Cecilia’s voice was filled with grief, yet she didn’t want to accept the reality.

Filina, who had been looking down at Cecilia with an expressionless face, opened her mouth in a cold voice.

“Did you just realize that now?”

Filina examined Cecilia again, not expressing any deep emotion.

“We can never be friends.”

It was a fate that had been decided from the beginning.

The evil woman will easily betray the female protagonist and she will be effortlessly saved by the male protagonist.

This was why they could never be close.

“Filina, behind you….!”

At that time, Leon, who was lying in the distance, screamed loudly. At the same time, someone struck Filina on the back.

Her face turned white as she choked, and she lost her balance.

After subduing her with a single blow, Lawrence forced Filina to kneel on the floor.

“Lia!”

Ian quickly snatched Cecilia away from Filina.

The way he warmly embraced Cecilia as she cried sadly, it must have been the scene that the reader eagerly wanted to see.

“How shall we handle this, Crown Prince?”

Ian, who was holding Cecilia, turned at Lawrence’s question.

He stared silently at Filina, who was staring at him with her eyes filled with evil.

Filina had kidnapped the Crown Prince’s fiancée. But that wasn’t enough, she had taken Cecilia as a hostage right in front of him.

This was a humiliation to the imperial family. It was right that the rebellious Filina had to be removed from this place right now. Even if she was lucky enough to get out alive now, she was a death sentence prisoner.

“Your Highness.”

Lawrence called Ian again.

Lawrence, who thought an order to kill Filina would be heard immediately, looked curious. He couldn’t understand why the Crown Prince delayed the order.

Lawrence lowered his gaze and looked at Filina.

Even though he didn’t know when Filina’s head would fly away, the way she stared at him with a stern look was like a fierce beast that had jumped out of the wild.

A blue streak of blood protruding from the side of her pure white forehead was clear.

She was the eldest daughter of the notorious Debussy family, a woman who carried all the bad rumors.

Recently, there had been talk of her being close to Cecilia, but no one could ever imagined that she was planning such a kidnapping behind the scenes.

‘She must have been blinded by jealousy out of love for the Crown Prince.’

As he quietly gathered his thoughts that had unconsciously popped up, Lawrence suddenly lifted his eyes to Filina’s.

The look in her eyes was incredibly sharp.

‘Is that really the way she looks at someone she loves.’

It was just a fearful look filled with fire.

It was as if she was confronting an enemy.

Perhaps Ian must have felt her gaze as well. His eyes, staring at Filina, were persistent, as if he was trying to find out what she was really thinking.

“Lia.”

Ian lowered his head, gazing at the woman cradled against his chest.

Before long, the crying face was gone, and only the poor girl, stricken with great betrayal and despair, remained.

“You tell me…”

“…”

“What would you like me to do with Filina?”

Lawrence, who had been listening attentively to Ian, frowned reflexively.

Asking Cecilia meant that he had no intention of killing Filina right now, after all.

Because he knew better than anyone else the fact that Cecilia would never choose to kill.

“I, I…”

Cecilia was about to slowly parted her trembling lips, she saw a man who ran fearlessly at them.

Despite the fact that he was already bleeding badly from one of his arms that had been cut off, he rushed in to help only one person, Filina.

It was as if his life was meaningless.

“Oh, no…”

The moment Filina’s gaze shifted to him, a man with a black cloak around him swung a huge long sword at Leon.

The sound of the blade cutting through the wind blew.

“Leon!”

In the end, he collapsed on the spot before he could get close to Filina.

All he could hear was Filina’s crying and screaming.

She wanted to run to him immediately, but a hand grabbed her tightly from behind, preventing her from moving.

“No……Leon! Please, please, please! You can’t die!!!! Ah…”

Leon fell to the ground and showed no movement.

A huge pool of blood had formed around the area where he had fallen.

“I won’t let you go!!! I’ll never…I’m not going to let you go!!!”

Filina shouted in a voice filled with rage.

The man in the black cloak, who was staring down at Leon, slowly turned around.

“Henry Argeny! I’m going to kill you! I’ll make sure I kill you!!!!”

Eventually, their gazes met.

He was the one who had cut off one of Leon’s arm, and the driving force behind Filina taking Cecilia hostage.

His numb eyes were staring at Filina.

Meanwhile, she shifted her gaze. She stared only at Leon, who was killed because of her.

As Filina struggled violently, Lawrence, who was holding her from behind, became more and more perplexed.

Eventually, she bit his arm that was blocking her body.

Lawrence could not help but loosen his grip on Filina, who had bit him badly.

Seizing the moment, Filina rushed to Leon.

“……Leon, please, please, open your eyes, please.”

Filina sobbed, trying to block the blood that was running down Leon’s chest with her small hands.

But Leon didn’t move.

She placed a finger under his nose, but she couldn’t feel even the faintest breath.

Filina began to cry, shaking her head in disbelief.

Right behind her stood Henry.

In his right hand was a giant sword that killed Leon.

Henry stared at Filina, who was crying defenselessly in front of him. Her nerves were focused solely on Leon.

She seemed to have forgotten that he was right behind her.

“I’m sorry, Leon. I shouldn’t have dragged you here. It’s all my fault……..”

It was a miserable sight, falling on his chest and shedding nothing but tears. Filina’s tearful voice was laced with screeching. If there was an angel in hell, it was probably her.

“…”

Leon’s blood seeped into her clothes, creating a red kindred spirit.

It was very similar to Filina’s red hair and ruby jewel-like eyes.

Suddenly, the chill receded. The chilly air swept through her body.

The sound of a sharp blade grazed her ears. Filina stopped crying and slowly lowered her head.

“Ah…”

Blood poured out of her mouth.

She felt suffocated.

The blade that pierced her stomach confused her dizzy mind. Her body began to shiver as the cool cold air hit her. Someone had stabbed Filina in the back. It went through her stomach and brought the sharp silver light in front of her.

It was an image of a small crane engraved on the edge of the blade.

It was all she could see.

Before she could confirm who it was that had sent her to her death, Filina collapsed straight onto Leon’s body.

Everything faded away and was sucked into the darkness.

And so it ended her third life.

***

“Lady!”

Filina’s eyes, which had been sleeping in a cold sweat, lit up at the sound of Laura’s voice.

“Are you alright?”

Her worried face was the first thing that came to mind.

Filina searched where she lay, her eyes moving silently.

“Did you have another nightmare?”

Laura’s warm hand touched her shoulder.

Carefully raising her upper body, Filina let out a small sigh as she realized for the first time that this was her bedroom.

Her head began to throb with pain.

It was a dream that had repeated itself so many times that she lost count of it.

“Laura, can I have some water?”

She said, and Laura poured some water into a clear glass and brought it to Filina.

“You don’t seem to be sleeping well lately, why don’t you see a doctor?”

Filina smiled at Laura’s concerned voice.

“I’m not going to die from this. Don’t worry about it.”

“Young Lady, you haven’t eaten well for the past few days. You’ve lost a lot of weight and there aren’t many dresses that fit.”

Laura took the cup that Filina gave out and began to nag.

She started by saying that Filina had to eat all her food today, without leaving any leftovers, and that she would go for a walk in the afternoon.

Saying that Filina was having nightmares because she didn’t get much sunlight.

“Laura, it’s noisy.”

Filina, who slowly got out of bed, murmured away.

She washed her face and wiped the water off with a white towel.

“Where is my father now?”

“Master is in the study.”

Nodding at Laura’s words, Filina told her to make her dress as neat as possible.

She didn’t want to offend him, and she didn’t want him to make any unnecessary accusations. Because she was going to ask her father an important favor today.

An interesting request that could be a small stem of light in her weary life.

What in the world was the problem?

Was it the mistake of reading the novel again after I had read so many times?

Or was it the beer I drank alone before turning on my cell phone?

But at that time, I couldn’t seem to fall asleep without the help of alcohol.

I joined the advertising company that I had wanted so much since I was in college, and after three whole years, I won the position of deputy manager.

My parents were happy with the increase in salary, but all the late night shifts made my face emaciated.

Dreams and reality were different.

I hated the time that had passed, wondering why I had wanted to join this company so badly.

My peers who graduated from the same school criticized me, saying that it was a blessing for me to be able to join the company but I kept complaining.

The only thing that understood my mind was alcohol.

It got to the point where I couldn’t sleep without it.

When I came back from the night shift, I would grab a beer as a habit.

My daily routine was to fall asleep while reading a novel on my cell phone with some amount of alcohol in my system.

For me, novels were the only thing where I could forget the bloody reality.

And so that day marked the end of my corporate life.

I was sexually harassed at a meeting to discuss re-signing a contract with actor Song, an official model for the K brand. They usually didn’t like to talk in normal places, and always preferred expensive bars.

If there’s a problem, it’s someone who takes a meeting place in a bar to handle extremely clerical work.

Not many people were normal.

In the first place, we met at a table where I were prepared to deal with anything bad that might happen.

However, when such a thing happened right in front of me, I couldn’t think of anything.

First, I managed to get out of my seat and reported the incident, and actor Song was taken away by the police in a drunken state.

The next day, however, as soon as I arrived at work, Team Leader Kim approached me with an angry face and shouted.

“How in the world did you handle the work? I’ve been getting calls from actor Song all morning! Don’t even dream of re-signing!”

Despite the fact that I had confided the whole story of the incident to him, Team Manager Kim only nagged me what to do now that I messed up so badly.

At the same time, my patience had reached its limit.

After silently listening to him, I quickly turned around and walked to the desk in the office. Then I took out a white envelope from a drawer and immediately threw it to him.

It was a resignation letter that I had kept in my desk drawer since I first joined the company.

Ignoring Team Leader Kim, who was looking down at the envelope with a panicked look on his face, I immediately took my bag and left the building.

Finally, it was enough time for me to endure this kind of treatment.

If the problem was that I endured the time I had studied to join the advertising company, it would have been enough to give up.

I didn’t have the character to endure everything like a pure heroine from the start.

As soon as I got home, I took a beer out of the fridge and drank it, as was my habit.

It was a disaster.

As usual, I fell asleep reading a novel on my cell phone to shake off the thoughts that were boiling in my head.

And when I woke up, I found myself in the novel I was reading.

***

Filina had a firm expression on her face as she strode into the study.

Laura, who was following her closely, gazed at her with a look of respect as she moved forward.

The Debussy was a noble family famous for its vices.

Strict hierarchy and subtle competition.

It was a place that one could not enter without a certain amount of courage.

Filina had two more siblings.

Among them, she was the only one who had the Debussy’s blood in her veins.

Amy, who gave birth to Filina, planned to have a son to take over the family line, but the pregnancy didn’t go as planned, so she ended up adopting one boy and one girl from an orphanage.

Even though Filina was the only one who had her parents’ blood, she was always turned away because she was not good for the family.

Filina, however, never flinched.

In fact, she became a nuisance to the family members who talked to her.

Even in front of her father, Gabriel Debussy, who was famous for his cold-heartedness, Filina would purse her lips with a look of indifference.

This was evident even at this moment, as she faced her father.

Unlike Laura, who glanced at her with a nervous expression before stepping into the study, Filina knocked without hesitation with a bored face, and her movements were quite relaxed.

“Father, it’s Filina.”

There was no sound coming from inside the study.

Laura quietly gulped down her spit.

Gabriel hated to be disturbed when he read. So when he was in his study, his family avoided approaching him as much as possible.

“I’m coming in.”

But Filina opened the door to the study without a care in the world.

Laura searched the study quickly with trembling eyes.

Gabriel was leaning back in his chair with her eyes closed. He seemed to have fallen asleep when she heard faint breathing.

“Young lady, I think master is sleeping, why don’t you come back later?”

Filina ignored Laura’s words and walked slowly over to Gabriel’s desk.

All that could be seen in the large space was a single book open on both sides and a pocket watch.

With a relaxed gesture, Filina lifted the round-shaped clock.

Laura looked at her holding it with curious eyes and asked,

“The time isn’t right. Is it broken?”

It was now no later than 9 am. However, the minute hand on my pocket watch was pointing to 12:35.

“It’s not broken.”

Filina said as she put the watch back. She stared quietly at the sleeping Gabriel.

“My father must have set it for twelve o’clock on purpose and then gone to sleep.”

The reason why he stopped by the study every morning was simple.

It was to get rid of some of the insomnia he had before. Reading books can help him fall asleep.

“Is that so? I had no idea.”

Laura looked at Filina with an astonished expression on her face.

Laura’s reaction was not particularly strange.

Perhaps it was because the only person who knew about this fact was Filina at the Debussy’s residence.

In the original story, Gabriel explained that the reason why he was particularly more nervous than the others was because he was always suffering from insomnia from dealing with mountains of work in the ducal mansion by himself.

It was not an unreasonable statement.

Because the dukes of the five families in the Alvar Empire, most of them had a difficult personality.

Although it was not clear if their personalities naturally changed when they held the position of duke, or if they inherited that aspect from ancient times.

At least Gabriel belonged to the latter.

Filina smiled softly and walked over to Gabriel.

“It’s been more than half an hour since my father fell asleep, so he won’t say anything to me if I wake him up.”

The pocket watch acted as a kind of timer.

The minute hand returned to a constant noise and a very minute sound clicked as it pointed to exactly thirty minutes. Gabriel used his pocket watch as an alarm.

From the very beginning, it was a terrible thing to wake up to that fine clattering sound, but anyone who knew his temperament, which was sensitive enough to notice small changes in this area of silence and stillness, could understand it.

It was always the same time when he went to sleep in his study.

Normally, he woke up on the half hour mark, but today it was five minutes later.

And even though there were two people in the study, Gabriel closed his eyes with a blank look on his face.

Apparently, he had fallen into a very deep sleep today, which was different from usual.

His constant breathing was the only thing that came and went in the quiet space.

He closed his eyes peacefully, but the deep wrinkles between his brows didn’t look too comfortable.

‘Why does he have such an angry face even when he’s sleeping?’

Filina stared at Gabriel’s face and cautiously opened her mouth.

“Father.”

Filina’s small hand lightly tapped Gabriel’s shoulder.

Laura’s face was tense as she watched.

It wasn’t long before she had a vivid picture of him opening his eyes and yelling at her.

“Get out!”

Filina shook Gabriel once more. Soon, his eyebrows seemed to wriggle a bit, and then his eyes slowly opened.

Gabriel, who had the same red irises as Filina, stared at her.

“An hour has passed since I came to the study.”

He spat out a rough calculation of the time he had spent reading and sleeping.

Filina didn’t know what to expect, but she was well aware of Gabriel’s bad habit of getting angry.

Gabriel dropped his gaze and checked the clock on his desk. He wanted to make sure that Filina was telling the truth.

“What brings you here?”

He said in a low voice with his hand propped up on his forehead.

He looked somewhat tired as he checked his watch.

Filina, who’d been silently watching him, opened her mouth with a soft smile.

“I’d like to ask father a favor.”

“…A favor?”

Gabriel stared at her, frowning.

Never before had Filina come to him to ask him for something.

And even more so to interrupt his time with something as private as today.

Gabriel put his hands on the table and stared at Filina.

Looking at the heavy gaze leisurely, a wistful smile escaped Filina’s lips.

“Please send me to that swordsmanship school.”

The air around them sank quietly for a moment at the sound of Filina’s voice.

Laura, who was standing beside her, stared at Filina with a shocked face. Gabriel stared at her with a stiff expression, then quickly gave a twisted laugh.

“So you’re finally going crazy.”

Filina, who raised her lips slightly as if she knew he would say so, calmly recited.

“I’m serious, father.”

At the sound of her smooth voice, Gabriel’s eyebrows raised up as he looked at Filina.

The small wrinkle of his nose let her know how much he was bothered by her right now.

However, she didn’t care about Gabriel’s reaction.

Her full attention was solely on learning the art of swordsmanship.

Perhaps it would be the most satisfying life she had ever lived.

It was different from her past life where she had a series of defeats and everything was apathetic.

[Cecilia’s Flower]

This was the title of the R19 harem novel that she possessed.

She just fell asleep on her bed reading the novel on her cell phone, but when she woke up, she found herself in a different world.

What’s more, she possessed an evil woman, Filina Debussy, who had been cursed so much by the readers.

She loved the Crown Prince deeply and was jealous of his fiancé, the female protagonist.

The harassment, which started out as a mild prank, became more and more severe day by day, and eventually she became an active participant in the mastermind’s abduction drama and was sentenced to death.

Initially, she knew she had transmigrated in the book she had read, there was nothing she did not do to get home.

But already Filina was dying for the fourth time, and after a terrible regression, she was repeating her life for the fifth time.

The fear that she might not be able to return home for the rest of her life seemed to make her go crazy.

In the face of death, which could come at any moment, she couldn’t bear the anxiety and eventually chose to commit suicide in her past life.

And now she was in a story that would undoubtedly begin again.

The anger, fear, and trepidation that have lingered in her heart. All of these things intertwined to reach a moment where she was no longer afraid of death.

When she killed herself, she understood.

She realized how empty and fleeting death was.

So she decided to take a slightly different path this time.

If she was destined to die anyway, she was now determined to live by all means.

Even if it’s going to end up killing people.

“I would like to learn swordsmanship.”

Now that she had made up her mind, she needed a proper start.

Gabriel didn’t seem to take what she said the least bit seriously.

“If you’re going to be so ridiculous, then get out.”

“Why do you think it doesn’t make sense? I’m sure I told you. I meant it.”

Filina’s steely gaze made the veins in Gabriel’s forehead more prominent.

Laura was watching them in silence, as if at a loss.

“You think swordsmanship is a game played by cats and dogs. It’s very foolish, nothing less.”

Gabriel turned to leave, as if not wanting to speak any further.

Filina, who was quietly following Gabriel’s movements with her eyes, turned and looked at Laura.

“Laura, can you go outside for a second?”

Blinking in dismay as Filina suddenly spoke to her, Laura stepped backwards slowly.

Only Gabriel and Filina remained in the quiet space as Laura completely escaped from the study.

Gabriel hobbled over to put the book on his desk back to its original place.

Filina, who was staring at Gabriel’s back, slowly parted her lips in a calm voice.

“It’s been two years since Ariel came into this house, hasn’t it?”

Gabriel’s hand movements stopped.

Ariel Debussy.

She was Filina’s unrelated sister.

In fact, Filina in the original story didn’t know why her mother went to adopt a daughter, even though the only thing the Duke needed was a son.

Filina couldn’t bear all the grief and swearing when she saw Ariel Debussy taking all the attention from her father she had never received.

Perhaps the person who made the original Filina a villain was her own family.

Gabriel casually continued his hand movements that had stopped for a while.

Filina opened her mouth again in a faint voice.

“How come Ariel is becoming more like father as she grows up?”

Gabriel’s shoulders shook with fright.

The movement of putting the book in deftly went away, and all the movements stopped in place.

Filina lowered her head and gave a small laugh.

Gabriel turned around and looked at her.

“It’s really amazing, isn’t it? If someone saw her, they would think she’s father’s real daughter.”

Ariel Debussy was Gabriel’s half-daughter, conceived by his servant and born secretly.

Of course, when he heard the news of her pregnancy, he sent her away.

The baby the servant gave birth to was, of course, sent to an orphanage, where he tricked Filina’s mother into letting her back in.

To have the audacity to pass on the last name Debussy.

“You…you!”

Gabriel pointed his finger at her with a panicked expression. Filina, who was watching him, closed her eyes and smiled.

“I hope you don’t mind if I tell my mother that Ariel is my father’s daughter.”

Gabriel hastily averted his eyes and cleared his throat.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Filina stared at him as she pulled out a sheet of paper.

Gabriel’s face hardened as he saw it.

“Filina, you………!”

Gabriel called her name angrily, but Filina opened the letter with a serene look on her face.

“Dear Duke Debussy.”

It was a letter that the maid and Gabriel exchanged secretly.

Gabriel straightened up and looked at her blankly.

“I have not slept comfortably for days thinking of Ariel. Please do not turn your back on my daughter, who is the blood of the Master. Please watch over Ariel with love.”

Gabriel’s face twisted as Filina read the letter.

A heavy silence followed in the quiet study.

Holding the letter, Filina stared at him coldly.

“If you are going to say that this is a servant’s trick, you might as well not.”

Gabriel’s shoulders flinched as if her words were right on target.

Filina smiled and parted her lips.

“You don’t think I only have this, do you?”

Lifting her shoulders lightly, she added flatly.

“There is much more evidence than this. Of course, I also have the letter my father sent to his servant.”

At the sound of Filina’s voice, Gabriel screamed with a blue streak down his neck.

“What the hell are you going to do with that……….!”

Filina didn’t have to steal the letters.

It wasn’t enough that she knew everything about the original story; her life had already repeated itself five times.

Therefore, she knew where Gabriel was hiding his secret. She had her henchmen follow the maid, who had been driven out of the Duke’s mansion, and asked her to give the letter that Gabriel had given her.

Of course, Gabriel didn’t know about it.

Filina opened her mouth with a monotonous tone.

“I don’t want to talk to mother unnecessarily, either. The atmosphere in the house is already dim, and I don’t want to add more to it.”

Her eyes, which had been speaking to him with a quiet face, became clearer for a moment. Her lips formed a thin arc.

“So send me to the Swordsmanship Academy. If you do that, I’ll keep my mouth shut. Father wouldn’t want the house to be too noisy, would you?”

Her voice was becoming too calm, almost chilling.

Gabriel stared at Filina and struggled with his lips.

“The Academy of Swordsmanship is not a place for everyone. Especially a woman with no power and no brains like you to set foot in.”

Gabriel picked up his cane in one hand and walked over to the desk.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking about going in there all of a sudden, but it’s absolutely ridiculous.”

“That’s why I came to see father.”

Filina spat out the words with a fresh smile on her face.

“I know for a fact that the admission process is even more disadvantageous to women. Because all the standards are tailored to men.”

“…So.”

Gabriel looked at Filina with his wide opened eyes.

“You want me to help you pass your exams?”

Filina tilted her head and raised her lips.

“Father is very clever. You don’t need me to explain everything, you just understood.”

She reached out and swept one side of the desk Gabriel was using.

There was no dust at all, a testament to his obsessive nature.

“I know that father is friends with Sir Weaver, the Knight Commander of the Cadet Corps. He holds the highest rank, so I’m sure he’ll be overseeing the admissions process.”

Gabriel burst into laughter at the name that came out of Filina’s mouth.

He couldn’t understand how she had known that he was friends with Weaver.

And how could she expect Weaver to help her with her fraudulent entrance?

Andra Weaver was never the type to be easily taken advantage of.

Gabriel put a hand to his forehead, as if he had a headache. Filina, who had been quietly watching him, said in an indifferent voice.

“Don’t worry too much, I’ll do my best to prepare for the exam, and maybe I’ll even pass it on my own. Commander Weaver’s help is just a safeguard to minimize the probable danger, you know.”

Hearing Filina’s matter-of-fact voice, Gabriel snickered.

The entrance exam for the Swordsmanship Academy was very difficult for ordinary men to pass. Even more so with women.

Passing the entrance exam alone was easily the talk of the people.

But, how could she, who had never even held a handle properly, pass the test on her own merits? It was truly outrageous.

Filina bowed without looking at Gabriel’s distraught face.

“Well then, I look forward to another achievement from the esteemed Debussy family.”

Her beautiful voice spread throughout the study.

“I trust you, father.”

She greeted Gabriel with a polite face and immediately left the study.