Vain

When they had finally arrived back at the capital, Dmitri had settled into their home easily, asking to still remain a working servant. While also expressing his wish to not get her family involved in his own problems. He simply wanted to remain unnoticed until he has the ability to investigate the matter of his family's injustice himself.

Aileene and her parents accepted his proposal reluctantly, but there was nothing that could be done to change his mind, so they left it as is. Only for everyone to resumed their days of simple pleasantry, though since she had to continue with her lessons and Dmitri had also started his own lessons. Which her parents had provided him with since they had agreed that it would be the right thing to do. This schedule made it harder for them to meet each other, but their friendship wasn't affected in the slightest.

"I heard there was a new pastry shop opening today, it's rather famous isn't it?" Aileene asked offhandedly, barely lifting her head from her book as she glances to the working maid in her room. She had broken off from her previous thoughts to remember something she heard being discuss amongst the people on the road of their return to the capital.

"Yes, it's a new chain by the Capra clan. If milady wants to go, are you also going to invite Miss Ruby or Miss Xi?" Her maid responded politely, as she continued to clean up her clustered table, clearing it of extra papers and placing books she wasn't reading back onto the shelves. Aileene thought about it for a moment, debating if she should go or not, but she felt as if she hadn't left the house much these days. So it would be a breath of fresh air to be outside and it would also calm her.

"I'll go, though I wouldn't bother those two now. They're probably busy." Aileene answered softly, closing the book she was reading, as she stood up from her seat by her window. Placing the book down on her seat, she grabbed a light coat to wrap herself with, afterall it was still summer.

Though the heat wasn't unbearable, since Austrion wasn't a desert country, being that it was surrounded by oceans on one side and mountains on another. It was able to maintain a good balance of cold in the winter and hot in the summer. Especially in the capital, as it was the center of the country with the sea to the north and mountains to the east.

After telling her parents of her planned outing, they accepted and Aileene left the estate in a good mood. Of course, she wasn't alone on her trip, guards followed her every move, but they were able to keep a safe distance away for her to enjoy herself without being interrupted.

As she walked the busy streets of the city, she felt an empty sense of peace. And once again she was reminded of how many years she had left to freely walk the streets under the soft sunlight. It was a small number and she didn't dare count it out for herself, afterall the more she thought, the more she counted, the more real everything became. Sighing, she shook her head as if the gesture would help break from away from her deep seeded worries.


Though Aileene was quickly able to escape her thoughts, becoming alert when she heard a scream as she passed by an alleyway, unfortunately, she seemed to be the only one that was able to hear it, since everyone else was walking on by, preoccupied with their own lives. Steadying her heart, she decided to go check the noise out. If it was anything serious, she still had guards, there couldn't be much that could go wrong and if it was a person in need. She would have done a great act of kindness.

Quickening her steps, she entered the alleyway, venturing further into the dim pathway shadowed by the surrounding buildings. Before long she stumbled upon a scene which was the starting point for the scream she had heard, but it wasn't exactly what she expected.

Instead of a damsel in distress or a child being bullied. It seemed that a certain familiar heroine was dealing out her own plate of justice.

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24.) Do you think age matters in term of maturity?

Answer:

I think everyone has a similar opinion on this matter and I have to agree. I think maturity can't be determined by age, rather it should be determined by experiences because you could be old and naive or young and wise. It all depends on your life circumstances and what has happened to you. If you compare a child that is sheltered from the world to a child that had to adapt from young and grow on their own. There would be a vast difference in the two. So really it all depends on the person.

25.) What is your opinion on Cielo (the heroine)?