"You must be tired from your journey, Nerdley." Camille maintained a cold expression and said to the dazed Nerdley: "I will have Duke arrange a room for you. You should go rest first!"
"But Madam…"
Nerdley wanted to say something else, but Duke waved his hand, signaling him to wait outside.
Nerdley opened his mouth, but nothing came out, and he walked out of the room dejectedly, waiting for Duke outside the door.
"Do you have anything else?"
"Although I feel it might be inappropriate for me to say this, after I found Nerdley, I was attacked by a secret agent!"
Duke placed the badge he found before leaving on the tea table. Camille glanced at it and nodded, "I understand. Take him to rest. I'll handle the rest."
Watching Camille, whose eyelids were lowered, Duke discreetly left the room. When the door closed, Camille stood up, picked up the stack of drawings, and walked to the fireplace.
Looking at the burning coals in the fireplace, Camille threw all the blueprints and sketches in her hand into it.
The oiled parchment was instantly ignited by the coals, quickly spitting out orange-red tongues of Fire. Camille watched the drawings slowly burn in the coals, as if seeing her past rolling, boiling, and decaying, until only Jhin and remnants remained in the furnace.
"Jhin, Jhin, you fall."
Camille, with lowered eyelids, looked at the Jhin in the furnace and murmured.
.....
Study.
Creak!
The door opened, and Camille walked into the room. Behind her was the open door. Dak'er, who was discussing the family's financial flow with her Grandpa, looked up at Camille.
"Grand Aunt."
"Get out, Dak'er!"
Camille's voice had a razor-sharp quality. Dak'er did not hesitate for a moment, picked up her books, and hurried out of the study, closing the door behind her.
"Sister, aren't you supposed to supervise the new recruits' training today?"
Stevan's eyes flickered slightly. Camille looked at her evasive brother, a gentle expression appearing on her face.
Only when he made a mistake and wanted to cover it up would he show this expression and call her that.
"I know everything, Stevan."
"What are you talking about?"
Stevan pushed the joystick on his wheelchair, making the wheelchair move backward. Camille took a few steps to Stevan's front, touched his face, and looked at him carefully, as if to imprint him in her memory.
"Camille... Sister... I..." Stevan's body trembled. He felt a deep sense of Terrify. Camille's finger slid from his face and landed on the scarf around Stevan's neck.
"Thank you for reminding me, for reminding me not to forget my purpose!"
"Ca...mil..." Stevan's palms gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, a look of pain in his eyes. His thin, chicken-claw-like hands gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly.
"You need to be responsible to me, just as you are responsible to Father."
Stevan's eyes bulged as he strained to utter a sentence. Camille's face was devoid of expression; she just whispered softly into her brother's ear, "For my family, I am willing to dedicate!"
"Family first, I will serve faithfully, without pretense or concealment.
For this vow, I will give my all, with spirit, body, and heart."
"You have always been my responsibility, brother!"
"From beginning to end, it has never changed!"
Camille, releasing the scarf, tidied Stevan's messy bangs, just as she always did.
Slap!
The sound of the book hitting the ground was incredibly crisp, and Dak'er covered her mouth to keep herself from screaming.
"Grand... Grand... Grand Aunt... I...."
"Ring the death knell, Dak'er!"
"Starting tomorrow, you will be the new Family Head!"
Camille walked past Dak'er, standing at the door with her back to Dak'er.
"Do not slack off!"
Dak'er, with tears in her eyes, only dared to release her hand from her mouth after the sound of blades scraping the ground faded away. She gasped for air, looking at Stevan on the wheelchair, his chin limply resting on his chest, and hugged herself.
Lavender Sea.
"This is the Lavender Sea, usually you can....."
"Dong dong dong dong....."
The low, short bell tolls made Duke's voice falter slightly. Nerdley curiously looked at him, "Why did you stop talking?"
"The death knell has been rung!"
"Hmm?"
"The current Family Head has passed away!"
Duke looked at the blue lavender everywhere, his eyelids lowered, his voice carrying a hint of lowness and imperceptible sadness.
He didn't know if it was for the Family Head who had just died, or for a certain heartless woman.
....The book was released at 7:30 last night, and this is the last chapter now....
...Because I don't have any drafts saved, plus daily chores, the update speed has been slow, sorry....
...There's more tonight, Camille's chapter is finished, I need to organize the outline....
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