The door opened and Marlene tilted her head, ''Esme...'' Her eyes visibly lit up as she glanced at her niece.
Esme felt guilty in her heart, ''I should not have left like that the last time,'' She hugged the woman.
Marlene did not say anything and she pulled back from her before looking behind, ''Is he here?' She whispered.
Knowing that from 'he' she meant Aleister, Esme shook her head.
''That's good,'' Marlene said as she led her inside.
Esme blinked.
"How are you feeling now?" Esme asked, recalling that Aleister had arranged some of the royal physicians to take care of her.
''I don't feel as weak as before,'' Despite having her usual pallor, there was a hint of rosiness on Marlene's face.
Esme glanced at her.
''When I think about it, I am grateful for everything he has done for us,'' Marlene said as they walked towards her room, ''He has assigned a cook here and there are servants too. We owe him too much.''