Negris's worries were not unfounded. As soon as Vania stepped into the house, the floor immediately groaned as if about to break. When she walked up the stairs, the stair treads bent to the point of nearly snapping.
But they'd been living here for a while, and if anything was about to break, it would have by now. Surprisingly, the house handled it all stoically.
Having reached the second floor, soon, Vania came down carrying a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in one arm. She brought the girl to Ange and gave her a shake, saying, "She's passed out from hunger."
Judging by Vania's proficient maneuvers, this wasn't the first time someone had passed out from hunger, and more surprisingly, the Viscount turned out to be a girl. While speaking in the common human language, Vania had always referred to them as 'he,' leading Negris to believe that the Viscount was male.
Holding the Viscountess, Vania moved over to the water tank, about to pour water into her mouth.
