Rosie's Games

Chapter 115: Live 3

"Your hair has changed " the Duke said, his face stern. "I asked a physician to examine you while you were asleep and he was able to confirm that there was no dark curse in your body, nor was there anything from the outside that could have prompted the change."

This was unheard of. Even in her past life, despite her always using the light Blessing, her hair had never changed to white. "When?" she asked. Was it that night? Was it that pain that she had experienced?

"The morning after we rescued you. When the sun shone, your hair slowly changed into what it is now." He looked calm, yet she could clearly tell that he was not amused by the current situation. 'It's understandable,' she thought inwardly 'I'm not too happy either.'

"I have prepared some food. They will be serving it in a bit."

Rosalind stayed silent for a few seconds, then she handed the mirror back to the Duke. "How long was I asleep for?"

"Two days. I expected you to only wake up after a month or two since since the physician said that you have depleted your life force. I knew that you were healing, but I did not expect it to only take two days."

Rosalind bit her lower lip. She couldn't feel any lingering pain in her body, infact, she could feel her light and dark Blessing surging in her chest before it slowly spread to every part of her body.

"What happened since then?" she asked, turning her gaze back to him.

"They have sent people to find your your body. The Marchioness was rescued that morning and she told everyone the bandits took you. The General and the rest are trying to locate your body as of this moment but the rumors have already spread."

Rosalind's lips thinned. It seems that they were hell-bent on kicking her while she was down. Even if she reveal herself now, her reputation was almost nonexistent because of those rumors. In the eyes of the public, she might as well be dead.

"Is something the matter?" she asked.

"I do not appreciate you telling Huig to let them take you."

"Huig where is he?"

"Alive and well."

"It was not his fault."

"His job was to protect you, not follow someone else's orders."

"I You told me he would do everything that I said," she reasoned.

"He will do everything involving your security."

"Letting him follow Dorothy was part of my security," she quickly insisted.

"You almost died."

"But I did not."

He narrowed his eyes at her before leaning closer, decreasing the already small distance between them. "You did not die because of me."

"That "

"You were careless. You underestimated your enemies."

She swallowed. She could see his blue eyes and his perfectly curled lashes that were longer than hers.

"I asked Huig to protect you and you alone. He failed to do so. He shall be punished."

"No."

Again, his face turned ugly.

"He saved me," she said. "It was not his fault. He was only listening to my orders. There is no need to punish him for something that he did because I asked him to."

He snorted.

"What?" she asked, frowning. She always knew that he could be domineering, but to actually scold her just after she woke up? It was irritating, but she couldn't say anything to refute him. He was right.

Her carelessness was the main reason why she was in this situation. And now, Huig had to suffer too.

"What were you thinking?" he asked. "First, the sorcerer; you ran out in the middle of the night without Huig. Then you asked him to not stop the kidnapping, and then asked him to follow someone else instead of guarding you. What were you thinking?"

"I "

"You must have thought you could use the opportunity to turn the situation around and make them pay. Yet, you have forgotten one thing. You cannot protect yourself."

Her gaze shook. He was angry.

"I apologize," she was not that prideful to deny the fact that this was also her fault. She could have prevented it from happening, but she wanted more. In the end, she had bit off more than she could chew. The gravity of the incident had far surpassed her expectations.

"You should learn from what happened," he advised. "You are young. There will be many opportunities for you in the future."

Rosalind said nothing. The fact of the matter was she was no longer young. Her soul was older than him. How embarrassing.

"Thank you for saving me," she said. She knew that he only did it because of her Blessing, but she was still thankful for being alive. "I will repay you when I can."

For some reason, her words seemed to make him more irritated. He glared at her before leaving the carriage without saying another word.

Disappointed, she sighed and closed her eyes. Again, she examined her body and immediately notice a few changes. First, she had become stronger. Not physically as her body needed more training, but rather both of her Blessings had improved. In the past, she could feel the two fighting in her chest, but now, she could actually feel their weight as they settled down.

The two Blessings sat near her navel and they felt like a ball of fire. One black, one white, the two were as large as her fist.

Not long after, a maid arrived with enough food for two people. She waited for the Duke to return, but since he hadn't come after a few minutes, she leftto find him instead. She found a cloth and used it to cover half of her face before she tied her long white hair into a ponytail. Stepping out of the carriage, she immediately saw more than ten soldiers eating.

There were a total of four carriages, including hers, and all of them actually had a very simple exterior. Even her carriage looked simple on the outside. "Do you know where the Duke is?" she asked one of the soldiers nearby.

"Ah he is currently in the tent with Dame Fraunces. They are in a meeting."

"Dame Fraunces? The Lieutenant?" she asked.

"Yes. Yes."

Rosalind nodded and thanked the soldier before she walked towards the tent.

"I told you! She is trouble!" a woman's voice came from the tent. "They humiliated us and now they think we had a hand in the kidnapping? Why are you not doing anything? Is it because of that woman?"