bite of bullet

Daisy giggled, but she stopped teasing Hope. "Is it so? Okay, then, let's talk." Looking at the two of them, anyone would think that Daisy was the elder and Hope the younger.

Actually, Hope didn't have any idea what to talk about. But now that she was here, she could only bite the bullet and find a topic of conversation.

To her dismay, though, the two brown-haired women's conversation quickly turned into a conversation about Prince Claus.

Through the conversation, Hope could feel Daisy's deep love towards the prince. Daisy's words were filled with happiness. Every time she mentioned the prince, her eyes would glow brightly.

For a brief moment, Hope felt envious. Daisy, despite being a servant like her, could stay with the love of her life freely. She could accompany him proudly and help him every time he was in trouble.

She, on the other hand, could only long for him despite knowing that they were in different camps.

A deep feeling of sadness and longing filled Hope's heart. Seeing the happy face of Daisy, Hope wanted to escape from the room and cry below her blankets.

But at the same time, she wanted to continue hearing Daisy's words. She imagined herself in Daisy's shoes, being every day together with her loved one.

'Maybe dying like that is not so bad...' With an inwardly sigh, Hope decided to go back to her room.

But at that moment, someone opened the door.

"Oh? We have visitors huh."

Hearing once more the voice she longed to hear, Hope didn't know if to be happy or to be sad.