Yaya coughed and coughed, feeling a sudden draft that shouldn't be there. 'Weren't the windows closed? Or did the maids secretly open them after she slept so she could get ill?' In her subconsciousness, Yaya asked these questions, slowly forcing her heavy eyelids open. Sleep was such a precious thing to her. You would think after staying in this tower with nowhere to all, sleep would be all she knew to do. But that was a lie. Every day, she was awakened by the troublesome maids, and given tasks to do within the tower. They were the ones assigned by her 'beloved' husband, the Count, to perform these duties. But since the bastard probably loved to see her in more agony, he overlooked their bullying, as they now have her these tasks they were supposed to do. That's right, they would come to her tower, chill and relax while watching her do the tasks they were supposed to do. Many maids even prayed to get assigned to clean her tower space because they knew it was like giving them a day off. Day in, day out, she slaved away, having little food in her keep. There was a time when she was so hungry she secretly caught a flying bird that perched by her window, killing it and eating it raw. Of course, they could starve her for a day or 2, but would never allow her to die. The time she fell into a coma, the best healers appeared to pull her back from the arms of death. With her body subconsciously trembling to the cold, Countess Yaya had no choice but to force her heavy eyelids open. It's just that she didn't expect to have her usual visitor this soon. Didn't he come in December? So why was he back already? He comes once a year and sometimes, twice, which is in summer when the sun is up. Instantly, Yaya's heart skipped a beat. Did something happen to her boy? Pah! Landon threw Protein bars and a juice box before she could speak, "Eat something. We have a long way to go."
Yaya's sunken face and overly large eyes widened in shock. "We?" Suddenly, she didn't know how to feel. Her eyes turned moist in a flash and swollen, her throat felt constricted and dry, and her mouth opened and closed nervously, wondering if this was a dream.
Yaya wanted to hug the strange man but was afraid of her clammy and dirty body soiling him. There was an ache at the bottom of her heart, as she finally showed Landon an expression for the first since he knew her. Smile. She was smiling and crying, silently in the most heart-wrenching way that tugged the strings in his heart. For some reason, she reminded Landon of Mother Kim's earlier days in Arcadina's Royal Palace.
"Thank you…" 2 words. 2 simple words conveyed everything in her heart. Landon couldn't stand the atmosphere that was threatening his eyeballs to grow wet. Rip!!l~ Novel Fire - novelfire.net
He tore the protein bar he threw at her earlier and quickly put it in her mouth, "Don't thank me yet. We still have a long way to go."
Delicious! Yaya's mouth was honest, chewing on the protein bar obediently.
She had never had any protein bars before. Every time this strange man appears, he always brings her the most delicious cooked meal she has ever tasted. He came during the first week of December, which was a month and a few weeks ago (since it was still the last week of January).
He came in the dead of night, with well-cooked meat in strange boxes (to-go boxes.) Landon came in with heated hamburgers, chicken nuggets, pancakes, french fries, and a hot French vanilla, seeing as it was winter. .
One should know that anything stored in his system space remains the same temperature it was when out. So it was still hot and warm for eating in the dead of winter. Whether he came, always at 2:45 AM, he would set up a small picnic for them. They would eat, he would show her Renkin's letters and also encourage her to write to the brat too. Landon always came before Christmas day, so that Renkin could wake up to his mother's letters and additional Christmas gifts from him, Lucy and everyone else under the tree. For Yaya, those times she spent eating with Landon, were things she looked forward to all year. It's also the time that she had the most meals ever. Landon would also leave behind Skittles, M&Ms, and other non-fragrant snacks, wrapping them in old, but clean peasant clothing. Since she was the one cleaning this place instead of the maids, she knew good hiding places to store these. Sadly, they typically last her till the first week of January. After that, she's back to going hungry again. Of course, she didn't know the names of the snacks Landon gave her since he poured everything out, wrapping them in old peasant clothes. No one would ever suspect anyone had given her food.
Food? (?~?)
Where did it come from? The sky? What's more, there was nothing of worth in her old misty tower that could make the maids search through her stuff. Rather, they were disgusted just looking at her things. After the emails Landon often brought, he would tell her to leave the windows open for a bit after he's gone, so the smell and leave the room. In winter, there were lots of winds to blow up the scent. Yaya bit into the crunchy protein bar, closing her eyes and wishing she could savor it forever. How can something taste so good? .
In no time… Crunch, crunch~
Slurp, slurp~
Yaya finished the goods thrown her way and they were finally ready to go. But… but… after crying and eating, her body reacted, wanting her to nap and make up for her serious lack of sleep.
"Let's g--... zzzzz~" Landon felt it funny, taking a blanket out of his space, wrapping it around the woman and finally tying it around himself too. Now, he looked like he was carrying a Gigantic baby all wrapped up. She also had a Beanie cap and a scarf tied around her neck. "So warm~" Yaya murmured in her sleep with a smile. "_"
Landon shook his head wryly, "What a woman."
Like that, she and Landon were gone. Swish! Vanished into the night. But where will they go?
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