Chapter 518 New Guests
Chapter 518 New Guests
Chapter 518 New Guests
The small bedroom in the library was originally built by Henry.
Mrs. Aurélie and her daughter were the original owners of this room.
Later, the lady brought a baby girl with her, and this room became Anne's bedroom.
Later, Lola joined the family, and it became the sisters' bedroom.
Later, Harriet came to the library, but due to her abilities, it not only served as a bedroom but also as a diagnostic room.
Miss Lorraine, carrying countless mysteries, has arrived at the library and settled in.
When Aaron asked her why she came to the library, Miss Lorraine replied, "Because this is where I have a chance to survive."
Miss Lorraine's eyes were filled with melancholy when she said this.
It seems that if she had any other choice, she would never have taken this path.
Aaron didn't say much. Since she was also someone connected to the library, Aaron was quite welcoming.
After Miss Lorraine moved in, she rarely spoke to Aaron.
Whenever I have free time, I go to the library to find books to read.
Books must make her happy—Aaron thought with a smile.
Then one day, Aaron finally learned why she had come here.
That morning, the pheasant came to the library once again.
It brought news that the Plain of Lorraine had fallen.
All members of the main branch of the Lorraine family were wiped out.
A branch of a family from hundreds of years ago, now merely a hired knight, the Lorraine family has somehow become a distant, unrelated branch that inherited Harvest Fortress.
However, he did not even receive the title of baron.
Apart from a city and a nearby field, all the land was divided up by the victors, and the territory contained only two windmills.
The other party inherited the Lorraine surname, but this plain is likely to change hands soon.
The Lorraine family's golden age lasted less than a hundred years, and the period when the Kingdom of Great Classic recognized female lords also came to a brief end.
This is why Miss Lorraine came here.
However, this doesn't explain how she knew about this place.
Today is a good time to inquire.
Miss Lorraine stood in front of the portrait, carefully comparing her reflection in the mirror.
Aaron noticed that she was frowning, seemingly very averse to the painting.
He stepped forward and asked, "Do you think this painting is bad?"
"This is the work of Dalma, one of the world's greatest painters. It is said that royal families and the Vatican have his paintings in their collections."
Miss Lorraine explained, "Look at the delicate brushstrokes, the layering of colors, the casual yet detailed style, and you can immediately see its unique characteristics. It's not easy for others to replicate it, so it is indeed a good painting."
"It seems you know this painter quite well," Aaron said with a smile.
"I met him once. He had a receding hairline and his hair was as white as snow. His thin face was sharp, and he always had a furrowed brow, keeping people at arm's length. But he was a good person, um—"
Miss Lorraine paused, seemingly searching for an adjective, "Very gentlemanly, very gentle. He would bend down and pick up a chair that had fallen over, even if a servant was nearby. And if someone made a mistake, he would just smile and tell them not to worry about it."
Aaron nodded: "After hearing you say that, I also want to meet him."
"I'm afraid you won't have a chance," Miss Lorraine said.
Aaron naturally understood the unspoken meaning: "Is he dead?"
“Yes,” Lorraine said, “more than twenty years ago.”
Aaron was taken aback by the answer.
More than twenty years ago? But Miss Lorraine looks so young: "Miss, you look much younger than your age."
"I'm only fifteen," Lorraine replied, "but I've seen a lot."
Aaron frowned slightly: "Sorry, I didn't understand."
"If you didn't understand, that's fine. You wouldn't understand me anyway."
After saying that, Miss Lorraine turned and walked into the room.
Aaron said, "How could I possibly know if you don't tell me?"
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"For over twenty years, even before I was born, I could sense the existence of this world."
Lorraine stopped and lowered her head slightly. "But I can only perceive, I can't interact with this world at all. I watch others share, hear their laughter, and I also want to share their pain—"
"There was nothing there, I could only watch—Mr. Mosley, you may think I'm talking nonsense, but can you imagine that kind of loneliness, twenty years of loneliness?"
Aaron understood that Miss Lorraine was not lying, and he also sensed that Miss Lorraine's existence might be influenced by some kind of extraordinary power.
As for the specifics, Aaron is not clear at the moment.
But to Miss Lorraine's final question, Aaron was able to answer, "I understand."
Hmph! What does twenty years of loneliness amount to?
However, Aaron also had his first twenty years, and he understood very well that the loneliness and oppression were like a poisonous fog.
"It's just talk; anyone can do it."
Aaron didn't explain, but instead took the opportunity to say, "Perhaps one day you'll realize I wasn't lying to you, but right now, I'm more curious about why you came here."
"I told you, it was to save my life," Miss Lorraine said.
"But," Aaron said, squinting, "the world is so big, why did you come here of all places? I don't believe it's a coincidence."
Miss Lorraine sighed, turned back to Aaron, and asked, "Are you sure you want to know the answer?"
Aaron nodded.
"Alright," Miss Lorraine said, "believe it or not, I opened a box with an address written on it, and this outfit inside."
Miss Lorraine tugged at her pale yellow dress, making her look like someone who lived in a painting.
"box?"
"Yes," Lorraine nodded, "This box is known only to the heirs of the Lorraine family; it has been passed down for generations."
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"But if that's the case, why didn't the previous heirs investigate the address recorded inside the box after they saw it?"
For the past twenty years, apart from borrowers and related personnel, few irrelevant people have visited the library.
Lorraine was silent for a moment, then asked, "Sir, do you know about curses?"
Isn't this just walking into the line of fire? "I know a little bit."
"A curse will repel a curse of the same origin," Miss Lorraine said. "Therefore, the previous ones could not open the box, nor could they let anyone else open it."
Aaron learned from Miss Lorraine's words that all of her previous heirs had been cursed.
But: "Why were you able to open it?"
"I don't know either," Lorraine shook her head. "You know, many people are afraid of the Lorraine family. They only know that the patriarch possesses some kind of powerful force, but they don't know that it's a curse. The previous family members all inherited the power of the curse, but I don't have any power at all. Maybe that's the difference."
Aaron remembered the curse Miss Brianna had placed on him. Could it be related to that?
But Aaron laughed: "You really trust me, aren't you? You're actually willing to tell me all this."
Lorraine was silent for a moment: "Anyway, I'm in your hands now."
Oh, so you're lying flat?
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