Chapter 297 – : Favor


    I look outside my window and sigh. We have been staying here for a week, and I am already dying of boredom. I have already finished most of the books in this room, even if I don''t like the story. That''s how bored I am.


    As much as I want to talk to Louisa or to anyone here, Brother Pascal prohibits us from interacting. It is to stop the spread of tuberculosis. So, we didn''t have much choice but to spend all day on our own.


    I groan and lean my head on the ss window.


    "Is this how birds feel when they are caged?"


    I suddenly heard a chuckle behind me. I look back and find Brother Pascal smiling widely at me.


    "Brother Pascal? What are you doing here? I thought we shouldn''t interact with each other."


    Brother Pascal shakes his head. "It''s all okay now. Remember when I took some blood samples from the three of you the other day? It is to make sure that everything is okay with you. I just finished it, and the three of you are all clear. You can leave your room now. But you are still not allowed to go outside the house. I will do another test before you return to the capital."


    My eyes widened when I heard what he said. "Is that true, Brother? We can now talk to each other?"


    Brother Pascal nods his head. "Yes, it is true. In fact, Louisa is now waiting for you in the receiving area. She said she missed you and she wanted to talk to you. You bett—"


    I couldn''t wait for Brother Pascal to finish his words because I immediately rushed to the receiving area, and true to his words, Louisa and Gisbert are now talking happily with each other.


    Gisbert immediately stands up and bows at me. "Good morning, Dame Csille. I hope you are doing okay these days."


    I smile at him. We''re really thankful that Gisbert is here. He was the one who mostly took care of things in the house.


    Every week there is someone who leaves groceries in front of the door, and Gisbert was the one who always arranged it. He is also the one who usually cooks in the house. So, we''re really grateful for what he is doing.


    I will definitely make sure to pay him well once everything is okay.


    "Do you even need to ask? I know all of us were bored the previous week."


    Gisbert scratches his head and smiles at me. Louisa, who has been looking at me admiringly, runs towards me. Then she clings to my leg.


    "Dame Csille…"


    I gently caress her head and kneel to level her sigh. "Louisa, how have you been these days? I hope you don''t feel anxious being alone."


    She shakes her head. "No, Dame Csille. Doctor Pascal always checks on me and updates me on my Grandmother''s condition. He also makes sure I have something I can do. Do you know that I''ve been doing a lot of recreational activities these days?"


    I raise my eyebrows and look at Brother Pascal, who is standing a few meters from us. "Really? What recreational activities do you do? I want to know."


    Louisa nods her head excitedly. "I have tried painting, sewing, embroidery, and some other things. It was so enjoyable that I didn''t feel that I was isted."


    I look at how Louisa excitedly tells what she has been doing this day. I am d that she is enjoying her stay here. I was worried that she felt bored already, or worst she felt anxious about her Grandmother.


    I gently caress her head. "That''s great. Don''t worry, once I finish my istion. I will personally take care of your enrollment so you can do other exciting activities."


    Louisa''s eyes sparkle with joy. She then hugs my neck. "Thank you, Dame Csille. I didn''t expect that I would have a chance to study. Grandmother once tries to enroll me in a public school, but I end up dropping out. Although it is a public school, we still need to buy things that are needed in school, and we don''t have money for that. It''s the reason why I never think I will have a chance to study again. Thank you, Dame Csille. You didn''t just save my Grandmother, but you are also saving my future. Don''t worry. I promise that when I grow up, I will be a person like you."


    I smile at her. A person like me? I don''t think it''s a good idea. After all, I know more than anyone else what kind of person Csille is.


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    "Her condition is getting better, but she still needs to continue her medication if she really wants to recover from tuberculosis."


    I sighed in relief when I heard Brother Pascal''s exnation. We are both inside Grandmother U''s room. I plead Brother Pascal to bring me to her room so I can see her condition, and she looks way better than thest time I see her.


    She used to be pale, but now I can already see the tinge of blood on her body. She also used to be so thin that you could already see her bones, but now she has gotten fatter. Although you could still see her bones, it is better for a week''s time frame.


    "How long does she needs to undergo treatment, Brother? Do you think she can be fully cured of Tuberculosis?"


    "Remember when I told you she needs to undergo half a year or a year of treatment thest time? With her progress, I think she needs to undergo a year or two of continuous medication. Her body is slowly reacting with the medication, but it''s better than nothing. Don''t worry. I will make sure to heal her."


    A year or two? That''s too long. That means I won''t be able to see her recover from this illness because changes are soon to befall to Csille.


    "Doctor Pascal?"


    Brother Pascal and I got startled when Grandmother U suddenly spoke. I look down and see her looking at me. Then her tears suddenly roll down her cheeks. I immediately panicked when I saw that.


    "Grandmother U, is there something wrong? Why are you crying? Are you hurting somewhere? Tell me—"


    My words got stuck in my throat when I felt something cold touch my hand. I look down and find Grandmother U''s hand touching my hand.


    "Dame Csille, thank you. Thank you for saving me. You don''t know how much I thank God for sending me someone like you. Do you know that I was just waiting for my death when you arrived? If it weren''t for you, I would probably leave this world. Thank you also for bringing my Granddaughter with me. I apologize for making it difficult for the two of you. I was just worried that you won''t bring my Granddaughter with me. Thank y—" Grandmother U wasn''t able to continue her words because she was now sobbing.


    I look at Brother Pascal to ask for some help. I don''t know if it''s good for her to cry like that.


    Brother Pascal walks towards us and gently holds Grandmother U''s arm. "Grandmother, please don''t cry. It''s not good for your health."


    But it still takes time for her to calm down even after how wefort her.


    A moment after, she looks at me with her now puffy eyes. "Dame Csille, thank you. I don''t know how I can repay you for the kindness you have done to us. I even heard that you are nning to enroll my Granddaughter in a school. Thank you. Thank you. I actually wanted to enroll her in a school, but because I didn''t have money, she didn''t have any choice but to drop out. So, thank you for saving both of us. You are a really kind person. I''m sure that if you be the Queen of the Kingdom, you''ll definitely make the Kingdom prosper even more."


    I just smile at her. What I am doing now is just repayment for what I will be doing in the future. I just want to do something good for this Kingdom before I turn my back on it.


    I''m sorry, Grandmother U. In the future, I know you''ll be disappointed with what I will do. So, I''m sorry. I''m really sorry.


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    I was busy thinking things when I heard my door open. I didn''t look back and just continued to stare outside my window.


    "Csille…"


    It''s Brother Pascal. I was actually expecting him to talk to me. After the conversation with Grandmother U, my mood dampens. I couldn''t help but think what Grandmother U said, and it made me realize how near the future is.


    The horrible future of Csille Lauretré.


    I would be lying if I said that I wasn''t scared. Based on the novel, once Prince Fraser''s birthday pass, that is when will Csille starts to realize that she has already lost Prince Fraser. It also means Csille will choose to work with the enemies.


    I feel someone stand beside me. It''s Brother Pascal.


    "Csille, are you okay? You look sad after our conversation with Grandmother U. Aren''t you supposed to be happy because she is already getting better? I don''t understand why you suddenly be sad. Is there something wrong, Csille? Are you thinking about that Prince Fraser?"


    Prince Fraser? Why would I think about him? I have a dark future I need to think of. Why would I prioritize my feelings for someone who will be the reason for my downfall?


    "Brother! How can you say that to Prince Fraser? He is still the Crown Prince of the Vrawyth Kingdom. How can you describe him as that Prince Fraser? I know you are disappointed with what he did to me, but it''s against thew to be rude to him. You know that, right?"


    I heard him chuckle. "And here you are still defending him as always. I understand you have feelings for him but Csille, when will you see how he is treating you?"


    I didn''t respond to Brother Pascal''s remarks because if I did, we would just end up with the same arguments before. I don''t want to disappoint him even more. I know he is still disappointed with my decision. So, I will just remain quiet.


    A moment after, I heard Brother Pascal sigh. "Csille, tell me honestly. Is it because of Prince Fraser?"


    I look at Brother Pascal and shake my head. "Brother, I may have feelings for him, but not everything in my life is about him."


    He raises his eyebrow at me. "Are you sure not everything is about him? You know more than anyone else how you defend him despite what he did to you. If it''s really true, why did you do that?"


    He turns the conversation to that topic again. Is he really disappointed that he really wants me to have a conversation about that?


    "Brother, I''m just sad about Grandmother U. I couldn''t help but think how many people out there are in need of help but couldn''t find anyone who''ll help them. Can you imagine what would happen if Lady Nahale didn''t send us a letter?"


    I heard Brother Pascal sigh. "With her condition? I''m sure she probably won''tst this week. It''s a good thing I treat her right in time, or else little Louisa probably already lost her only rtive."


    He''s right. She has probably lost her Grandmother by now.


    How many people out there are suffering because of me? I was the reason why this world exists. Although I didn''t specifically write about them, they are still a product of my novel. They are experiencing those things because of me.


    Ysavel, are you happy now? Everything is happening because of you.


    "Brother, can you do me a favor?"


    Brother Pascal looks at me and frowns. "Favor? What favor? I''m telling you, Csille, I won''t help you if it''s something about Prince Fraser. You know my stand there, right?"


    I shake my head. "No, Brother, it''s not about him. Can you promise me, Brother, that if something happened to me and I cannot take care of the Hope Foundation, can you please continue what I am doing? Please help the Foundation."


    Before everything messes up, I want to ask Brother Pascal to continue what I started. To help those people who are suffering because of me.


    Brother Pascal frowns. "Csille! What are you saying again? Why do you always sound like something terrible might happen to you? Do you know that it''s not a good thing?"


    Something terrible might happen to me? It''s not might. Something will definitely happen to me.


    "I know, Brother. What I am saying is if I get sick or I can''t manage the Foundation. Can you help them?"


    Brother Pascal gently messes my hair. "Of course, I will. How can I not help the Foundation you build?"


    I''m relieved. I can now be at ease that even without me, the Foundation will still continue its purpose.. To help those people who are in need of help.