Chapter 8

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After the hidden group hug Grace spent time sharing tea with Leon and Sally, who brought the tea

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After the hidden group hug Grace spent time sharing tea with Leon and Sally, who brought the tea. Sally had become brighter after hugging each other.

At noon, Leon left with a knight; who had come to find him.

Leon looked back and waved at Grace with a look of regret, and Grace responded by waving until the child was out of sight.

Grace returned to her residence and proceeded to remain silent in her bedroom until sunset.

Sally brought books and snacks to Grace, who seemed bored with an expressionless face, but Grace didn't even touch them. Time seemed to pass and the bright moon rose in the dark sky.

After taking a bath, Sally helped Grace with her wet hair and greeted her a good night after work.

"Good night, lady."

Grace sat on the bed, greeted, looked at Sally's back as she turned off the light, and closed her eyes.

"You too, Sally."

She closed her eyes to force herself to sleep, alas sleep avoided her. The complicated and uncomfortable feeling about Leon never went away.

'How did the women, who had a relationship with the Duke Arthur Felix, go mad?.....How do I get away with it naturally; pretending to be crazy? And it's a little selfish..... but how can I avoid hurting Leon and Sally?'

Eventually Grace, in an unorganized thought, sat up and leaned against the bed.

Grace, staring blankly at the thick curtains, spoke to herself quietly.



"...I can't sleep, I should take a walk alone."



That's right. Taking a walk might feel like finding some "future escape plans" or some sort of secret route that might help. When she suddenly thought of it, her body moved first like a lie.



Grace slowly got out of bed and pulled out a thick coat and boots from the closet. Now without Sally's help, she couldn't even change her dress perfectly, so she was going to cover herself with a thick, long coat and comfortable boots.



Grace, clad in a thick coat, crept open the bedroom door and came out into the hallway. She strutted her collar and started walking.

There was no sound but the squeaking of Grace's boots in the quiet hallway.



Grace walked through the hallway and down the stairs while also turning her head to look around, just in case. Fortunately, there was no sign of anyone around.



Grace pushed the closed door with ease.



"Where are you going, ma'am?"



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