I Am a Child of This House - Chapter 8:
Chapter 8: A secret Dinner
“So when our family’s blood is mixed, it affects the colour of our eyes. You have red eyes, because the core of the demons is the snow.”
Estel listened intently to his story. New knowledge was always welcome, she felt like she was listening to old stories.
“So if you’re a normal human being, you can’t have red eyes.”
Seeing her blankly, he frowned.
“You’re a fool.”
“You’re such a fool.”
As Estel muttered he let go of the hand that was holding her chin and said.
“What is your mother doing? Prostitute?”
A gentle nod made his expression strange again, but there was no way to explain the face. He asked:
“Tell me then.”
“Tell me when you’re with your biological mother.”
“I don’t have much to say…….”
He shook his chin in her muttering. As aristocrats, are they curious about how thousands live? She had a crooked thought, so she put her mouth out and put it back quickly. Even so, she must curry favour with this man.
“I lived in a small room, and I rarely went out of it.”
“How small is this room?”
She looked around and pointed to his bed.
“It’s the same room as the two beds.”
At the words, Carl looked down at his bed and looked at her again, frowning, “What?”
“Can you sleep there?”
“I slept on the floor. It had a small bed and a bright red sofa side by side. And there was a partition and a dressing table on one side… … It also came with a small veranda.”
The remark struck him in thought and asked.
“Then what do you do when she work?”
“When she did her work, she opened a small box. When she said ‘Go in here and be quiet,’ I go in there and wait until my mother took me out, because she locked the box.”
“There were no others?”
“There were others. Uncle Matt and Aunt Ally…….”
She realized that he didn’t meet many people. That’s why he was playing in a fantasy. It was a bad dream when she was Seoyoung. Isn’t it a fiction she made up?
Thinking about it again, she glanced at Carl. He looked at her and said:
“Come again tomorrow.”
“Come again tomorrow. Is there something you like?”
When he looked at her blankly at the words, he asked.
“I mean eating.”
“I like fruits…….”
“Fruit? Which one?”
She haven’t even eaten enough fruit to say something. Just that juicy and sweet thing was fascinatingly delicious. Carl nodded.
“Okay. Go ahead.”
Estel bowed politely as she learned from Annie and left his room. Walking quietly down the dark corridor, she went into bed and hugged the rabbit doll tightly.
‘I have a secret.’
Even Annie had a secret that she could’t tell anyone.
It was a very sweet word.
It was something she has never had before. Of course there was Seo-young, but it was an imaginary friend…….
‘Is it real?
Suddenly, she was scared. “Isn’t Karl also someone in my head that I created? Although he told me a new story, Seo-young also showed something unimaginable. Of course, she was more like a past memory than a friend…….”
‘Let’s ask Annie tomorrow.’
Let’s ask what the master’s name is. After she made up her mind, she hugged the rabbit doll again.