Are you sad?
Actually, not really.
Although the revelation that she was not Hemulinp’s daughter had indeed struck Liz, it was just an impact, rather than a blow.
After all, Liz was invisible within this royal palace, barely having ford any relationship with the royalty.
Although Hemulinp brought her back to the palace, he forbade her from leaving her residential quarters at will. Hence, despite the royal progeny having heard of Liz to so extent, there were two main reasons for their limited emotions towards her. Firstly, as an illegitimate child, she faced their collective ostracization. Secondly, given her seclusion, they barely had any chance to interact with her, resulting in a rather shallow relationship.
Had it not been for eting Marilyn at the Franzel estate and forming so interactions, Liz would have had no way of establishing relationships with her so-called siblings.
Therefore, being told that she had no blood relation to those people, Liz really didn’t feel much of anything.
It was the sa with Hemulinp.
The King, consud with his daily responsibilities, had always been extrely lacking in parental care. His considerations were generally oriented toward interests rather than familial love, so Liz likewise felt a lack of closeness and identification with this so-called father, and their relationship lacked depth.
Furthermore, Liz was never particularly fond of the title of princess. After being told by Hemulinp that she was not his daughter, not the princess of the Genas Kingdom, she didn’t feel particularly distressed.
Of course, while she wasn’t distressed, accepting the news was, to so extent, difficult.
It was because she had lost the only kinship relation she had in the world.
It was because the place she had called ho was negated.
Having lived in the royal palace for a full eight years and always believing that Hemulinp and the others were her kin, her only remaining place of belonging in this world, it was normal for Liz to find such an outright negation hard to accept.
If Hemulinp was not her father, and those brothers and sisters were not her siblings, did she have any family left in this world?
Had she beco completely alone?
Had she lost all her relatives?
"Who are you?"
Hemulinp’s cold questioning went straight to the deepest part of Liz’s heart, like a sharp spear piercing into her lungs, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Indeed...
"Who... am I?"
If Hemulinp was not her father, then who was?
Who was her mother?
Where was her family?
Where in the world did she co from?
The increasingly unclear origins had left Liz in a daze since yesterday, the more she thought, the more numb and miserable she felt.
"Luna."
With deep bewildernt, Liz asked Luna a question.
"Do you know where your family is?"
This question full of confusion made Luna’s breath catch.
"... I suppose I do."
Luna glanced at Liz. Although there was much she wanted to say, in the end, she chose to respond only with a single sentence.
"After sending to the palace, they disappeared."
This was a common experience for many maids and servants in the palace.
Generally, the maids and servants who could serve the royal family in the palace could be divided into two types.
One type is the relatives of noblen.
So court nobles in the royal city or territorial nobles with lands sotis send their children into the palace to serve the mbers of the royal family.
These children are usually the third son or daughter of a noble family who lack inheritance rights and viable opportunities. In the end, they are either sent to the knightly order, becoming a Knight, refining themselves, and trying to make a na, or sent into the palace, serving the princes and princesses, and establishing various connections with the royal family on behalf of their own families.
This phenonon also occurs between great nobles and their vassals.
For example, accompanying the Miss of the Codelion Family were friends from the two small groups of her forr master, acting as her companions to establish ties between the main house and its vassals.
This is the first type of person.
The other type is orphans.
They are the descendants of heroes who made their mark and contributed on the battlefield, who made great contributions to the kingdom, yet ultimately sacrificed their lives for it.
The kingdom, recognizing the great contributions and sacrifices of these people, would specifically take in these sacrifices’ relatives into the palace, allowing them to find employnt within, to prevent them from falling into hardship after losing the family breadwinner, where even survival could beco a significant issue.
Among these people, many have parents who, anticipating the battle ahead, realized that they might not return, so they sent their children into the palace early to ensure they had a place to go, sothing to rely on.
The kingdom always maintained a respectful attitude towards these people, and as long as they were of clear origin and had indeed made contributions to the kingdom, with tangible achievents, the royal palace would welco their children generously and without refusal.
Luna belonged to this category.
She was sent into the palace by her parents at the age of ten, and then her parents never returned.
Luna saying that she knew where they were was sowhat problematic.
She knew they had gone to the battlefield, to dangerous lands, but what happened to them afterward, Luna had no idea.
In the past, Liz had never asked Luna about such matters, since she felt it might be a sorrowful topic for Luna.
Now, however, she was sowhat unable to control herself.
"Your own family just disappeared like that, leaving you all alone; doesn’t that make you angry or sad?"
Liz asked softly.
"...It’s okay." Luna looked at Liz, seemingly choosing her words carefully, and said, "They had their own things they wanted to do, and for that, they left behind. It was unbearable at first, but now I’ve co to terms with it."
Having said that, Luna turned the question back to Liz.
"Your Highness, are you really unable to co to terms with this matter?"
Luna’s question seed a bit odd, but from her deanor, she was probably also at a loss for how to comfort Liz.
"I, I don’t know," Liz could only respond with a look of bewildernt: "I don’t even know who they are. I thought my background was very simple, but now... everything has changed."
"Then Your Highness, why do you still choose to stay here?" Luna asked, not without worry: "You’re no longer His Majesty’s daughter, and if His Majesty were to investigate this matter, the consequences would be very serious, wouldn’t they?"
An unknown child brought up as one’s own daughter for eight years—such news would be hard for anyone to accept, let alone the ruler of a country?
A king of a great nation, who raised an unidentified child as a royal, provided her with resources, a luxurious life, and even taught her the family’s hereditary sword techniques, only to find out that this person was not his own child, but an unknown outsider?
If this were to be blown out of proportion, it would definitely cause a major upheaval within the royal family.
Naturally, under such circumstances, if Hemulinp were to sentence Liz to the ultimate punishnt, even execute her imdiately, it would be quite normal.
But he didn’t do that; instead, he placed Liz under house arrest, confining her to the palace where she had lived before.
Why was that?
Luna thought about it and felt deeply frightened by the thought.
"Maybe, Your Highness, you should escape."
Luna, clearly unsettled, made such a suggestion.
"Escape?" Liz finally revealed a struggle on her face, then shook her head and said, "No, I won’t escape."
"Why?" Luna asked urgently: "Your Highness, if you don’t escape now, you might end up in grave danger!"
"No, it won’t happen," Liz suddenly beca calm, looked at Luna, and said very seriously, "Father King... No, His Majesty the King won’t harm ."
"Wha-, why?"
Luna didn’t understand at all.
"Because of my master."
ntioning this, Liz’s face finally showed so spirit and vitality.
"My master is a very powerful and great person, even His Majesty the King wouldn’t dare to disregard him frivolously or harm his Attendant without cause."
"As long as my master is around, His Majesty the King will definitely be concerned."
"He only put under house arrest and didn’t take any further action, which is already proof that he is also hesitant, unsure of how to deal with ."
Liz spoke with absolute certainty.
"As long as my master hasn’t given up on , then I will definitely remain safe and sound."
Hearing Liz’s words, Luna frowned deeply.
"Who knows if that’s really the case?" Luna spoke with dissatisfaction: "Is there really soone who would make an enemy out of a great nation like the Kingdom of Ginas for the sake of a single Attendant?"
Luna expressed her doubts.
In her view, n, as a species, were simply the epito of unreliability. Even a Sword Saint would find it a challenge to advocate for a re Attendant in the presence of a mighty king.
"I think, His Majesty’s reason for not dealing with Your Highness, even if he is indeed taking the Thunder Light Sword Saint into consideration, must be because he’s waiting to negotiate with the other party," Luna said: "Perhaps, they’ve already reached an agreent, His Majesty has convinced the Thunder Light Sword Saint to give up on Your Highness."
"No, that’s not going to happen," Liz argued: "My master will definitely not give up on ."
"Why are you so certain, Your Highness?"
Luna was still not convinced.
"Because..."
Liz’s cheeks turned slightly red, as she whispered softly,
"My master is the best person in the whole world."
No sooner had she spoken these words than a slightly exasperated voice imdiately resonated within the room.
"Don’t go handing a Good Guy Card so casually, you girl; I haven’t even settled the score with you yet."
With that, a hand reached from behind Liz and tapped her on the head.
"Ouch!"
Liz cried out in pain at once.
"You, who are you...!?"
Luna, too, jumped up on the spot.
For behind Liz, unbeknownst to them, three people had appeared.
"?"
The young man in the lead gave Luna a faint smile.
"I’m the one you ntioned who may have already abandoned his Attendant."
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