There was a loud noise outside. Arsenio, Ernesto, and Androcles could hear the sounds of battle, the rumbling of thunder, the ground cracking... and screams, even though they were in the basement. And what's going on out there, they have absolutely no idea.
"Did that turn out to be true?"
Androcles asked himself and bent down and put his arms around his legs, sitting languidly.
"Why, Father?" Arsenio asked.
"Your mother... Cecelia..."
"What's wrong with my mother?"
"This is just my guess, but it seems your mother is going through a lot of pain in her heart. If only I wasn't selfish to marry her, she wouldn't be like this. She would be happy with someone else, not hearing what people say to her... If only I hadn't met her..."
Honor, position, degree, title... merit, Cecelia didn't get that. She is an ordinary woman who lives in a village. There is no royal blood in her. She is just a country woman who accidentally meets and saves Androcles' life.
