We head back without hearing from him in return. We didn’t bother to tell our parents since they will only get worried after hearing what just happened at the amusement park and worse… they might lock me in the house once again. Not necessarily locked up but… I wouldn’t be able to leave the house again if this started to reach their ears.
I was even able to hide my wound and the blood from my clothes thanks to my brother who lend me his coat and explained to our parents that my coat got wet from a juice that I spilled when I was drinking. After that, he talked to a maid and made her wash the blood off without telling our parents. He must have known her already since she has been in our house since we were very young and I can tell… he trusts her very dearly.
After we talked to our paren
