Chapter 318: Eternal Peace

Chapter 318: Eternal Peace

Rosalind was dreaming again.

Unlike the previous one, she knew she was actually sleeping and she remembered falling asleep in Lucas's arms before the dream started. She did not intend to sleep, but the moment Lucas asked her to lean on him, her eyes just closed. Then she realized that she had been really tired since she ran away into the beastlands.

She took a deep breath and looked at the stairs in front of her. This dream was exactly like the dream that she had when Milith died. It felt so real. It was as if she was really walking down the stairs and into the kitchen to find Milith.

Rosalind knit her brows together, she wanted to leave this dream. She did not want to relive what happened.

"I told you to run."

Rosalind spun on her heel when she heard Milith's voice behind her.

"You did not run."

Rosalind's eyes widened when she saw Milith's burned appearance. What was this? Rosalind could not help but have goosebumps. Was Milith haunting her?

"You did not run!" Milith said, her tone accusatory.

"You did not run!"

"I had no reason to," Rosalind answered. She was never the type of person to get scared of ghosts. Still, she wondered why she was seeing this dream. Was it because Milith blamed her for her death? That could be it.

The loud sound of beasts suddenly interrupted her stupor. The tower shook, it was as if the ground itself was shaking from the growl. She quickly made her way into the window inside her room to check out what was happening outside.

"Beast tide," Rosalind murmured.

"They are coming," Milith's voice echoed behind her. "I told you to run!"

Run?

So, she let him carry her back into the walls and then into her tower where Milith's body was still waiting for her.

"We did not want to bury her without you," Magda said the moment she saw Rosalind. To Rosalind's surprise, Magda pulled her into her arms and gave her a quick hug before letting her go and leaving. It was a very awkward hug.

"Thank you." Rosalind looked at Captain Gaudy. She did not see the man on that day but according to Lucas, he was in the house, and he lost consciousness. However, since he was physically stronger than Milith, he survived the attack. However, he still suffered some burns on his arms when he tried to defend himself.

Soon, Lucas led her to a clearing just a few minutes walk away from the tower and into what looked like an open casket where Milith's body was lying. Rosalind stopped walking just as she was about to reach the casket. She swallowed. Lucas also stopped walking. Then he placed his hand on her back as if he was silently telling her that he was here, next to her.

Rosalind's lips thinned. She maintained her composure and started walking towards the casket.

Milith had been dressed in a simple white gown, her hair was brushed and arranged neatly around her face. The cold air and the snow around the casket seemed to lend a stillness to her half-burned features. It looked like she was merely sleeping.

The casket was flanked by two lit torches that cast flickering shadows on the snow. Rosalind stood there just staring at Milith without a single word. She thought of the moment she woke up in this life and how Milith cried all the time. It was entertaining and a little annoying.

However, she had already gotten used to it. The wind whistled mournfully through the trees as if they understood her grief.

She stood there for a long time just staring at Milith's peaceful face.

"Take as much time as you need. Call me once you are ready," Lucas said behind her before his presence, along with the others who were standing behind her, disappeared.

"I lied," Rosalind said. "The rabbit was good. I just got too tired of eating it." She smiled and let out a deep sigh.

Rosalind then touched Milith's burned face and used her light Blessing to heal it. She knew it was for naught, but at least Milith would not leave this place with a burned face.

"Rest in eternal peace Milith. I will see you very soon," Rosalind said before she turned around, leaving Milith alone in the casket, peacefully surrounded by the snow.

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