Chapter 46
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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: The Woman Who Throws Stones
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7. The Woman Who Throws Stones
Aurora huddled in a corner of the social club's salon, trembling with fear.
Most of the nobles inside the salon were in a state of panic, just like her.
‘I should have run straight home back then.’
On the day the incident occurred.
*KRAAAAAH!*
The monster that had sent the Bluewain Street sign flying had devoured five people right before her eyes.
She had witnessed the infection process firsthand. The sight of their bodies contorting and grotesquely transforming had made her vomit right there on the ground.
The monsters multiplied at a horrifyingly fast rate. Her memory of how she’d made it back to the salon from that hellish scene was a blur.
Only faint afterimages remained of her mad dash back up the stairs she had just descended, desperately fleeing the charging monsters to get back inside.
That day, some of the nobles in the salon had fled, while the more timid ones, unable to even think of leaving, were now stranded.
‘What do I do? Will I ever be able to go home?’
Aurora firmly believed the royal family and the police would do something. Not just her, but all the nobles in the salon believed it with unwavering faith.
“It’s already been two days. We’re almost out of food…”
A young lady muttered, her gaze fixed on the dessert table they had been rationing as emergency food.
Fortunately, since it had been a social club meeting, there was a generous supply of desserts and drinks.
But desserts were just desserts. It wasn't nearly enough to feed the dozen or so nobles.
‘If only my brother had been with me, things would be different.’
To her, Ethan was a dependable older brother who could do anything.
He wasn't interested in the culture or refinement prized by the nobility, but he was the type of person who would do whatever it took to achieve his goals.
That's why, she thought, Ethan was the person they needed most right now.
Even setting that aside, she missed Ethan and the Duke and Duchess Lancaster.
“We never should have stayed in the capital. We should have gone to our country houses…”
“It can't be like this everywhere else, right? We should have gone to our estates.”
Young Lady Seymour and Young Lady Cotton murmured, crouched on the floor and trembling in fear.
Their eyes fell upon a newspaper lying haphazardly on the floor.
[EXCLUSIVE! Cherry Sinclair's Disappearance—Was It All for Ethan, Heir to the Lancaster Family?!]
[Cherry Sinclair and Ethan Duncan Lancaster's Secret Rural Tryst...?! "A Heron and a Crow, An Unlikely Pair" Society in Shock...!]
[An In-Depth Look at the Charms of Brunel, Cherry Sinclair's Village of Choice...! A New Vacation Hotspot Discovered?!]
After briefly scanning the headlines, Young Lady Cotton spoke.
“For a moment like this, I almost envy Cherry Sinclair. I don't know where Brunel is, but if it's some unknown village in the countryside, she must be safe.”
Following Young Lady Cotton’s remark, someone else voiced a suspicion.
“Don't you think Lady Sinclair might have known? I wonder if she foresaw this disaster and left ahead of time.”