The Guide’s Trampled Purity - Chapter 3
Someone once said that all misfortunes come at once.
The same was true for Rayliel.
Rayliel Adelheit.
The only daughter of the noble Adelheit County.
Her life began to crumble and fall apart bit by bit, precisely after the death of her mother in an accident.
They said the speeding carriage hit her mother like a beast hunting its prey. Her head was said to have burst on the spot, leaving her no time to say a word or make a move. Instant death.
[It’s okay, Rayliel. Even so… you still have me.]
Rayliel’s father was a good man. He was a good husband and a good father.
At twenty, just as she became an adult, she lost her mother, but Rayliel’s life didn’t stop moving forward.
But it seemed that her father’s life, too, didn’t stop.
[Say hello. This is Karin.]
Rayliel first met Karin about six months after her mother’s death.
Her father informed her of his remarriage as if it were a mere announcement.
[Hello, Sister. I’m Seltin.]
Seltin. The child who clung to Karin like a goldfish trailing its waste. Seltin, only a year younger than Rayliel, was excessively affectionate with her from their first meeting.
It would be a lie to say that all of this didn’t unsettle her.
[Father, what is all this…]
But her father said,
[It’s too hard, Rayliel.]
Tears streaming down his face.
[It’s unbearably hard to be alone. I tried to act like I was fine, like I was holding up well in front of you… but I was lonely. So lonely. If only you could understand, I’d like to start anew. Perhaps your mother would have wanted this too.]
Rayliel had seen her father cry only twice in her life.
Once when her mother passed away. And the second time, when he spoke of his remarriage.
In the end, Rayliel decided to follow her father’s wishes.
Not realizing that this was the true beginning of her misfortune, foolishly.
“…….”
Rayliel slowly opened her eyes. She was in her room, on her bed. The sun was already high in the sky.
How did I get back yesterday, and in what state of mind?
[Hnngh, stop… Ah….!]
The endless cries, the pleasure and ecstasy that reverberated through her body like the unextinguishable fires of hell.
The man embraced her until morning.
No, he devoured her.
Rayliel, who had collapsed as if unconscious, regained her senses before the man did.
And leaving the man sound asleep, she slipped out of the cabin alone.
She caught a carriage and barely made it back home, hiding her still-trembling body and her still-flushed face after the s*x had ended.
Yes, that’s how she returned.
To this damned house.
“……Ugh.”
Rayliel let out a short groan as she tried to sit up. Her entire body was screaming in pain, especially her lower back and her private parts.
That wasn’t all. As she slightly lowered her head, she could see the man’s bite marks, vividly etched like a tattoo. Her nxxples, painfully swollen, caught her eye.
And the red marks scattered all over her body…
“Rayliel!”
A sudden voice startled her, and Rayliel slowly slipped on her nightgown.
Then she looked toward the closed door.
The door was flung open with no regard for manners or propriety, by the owner of the mansion, Rayliel’s father.
“What time do you think it is, and you’re still lying in bed like that? Seltin has already woken up and gone to greet everyone for breakfast!”
Rayliel was weak. Weak in body and weak in heart. Her father used to worry a lot whenever she overslept, fearing she might be ill, or that her health was deteriorating, as it often did when she was young.
But the caring father who once looked after his daughter so attentively was long gone.
“Come down at once!”
Her father, Heinz, shouted harshly as if scolding her.
“If you don’t attend today’s luncheon, I won’t let it slide. You know what that means.”
“…….”
“There’s an important conversation we need to have, so you must come down. Right now!”
Bang!
The old door slammed shut, creaking in protest, and Rayliel let out a small, bitter laugh.
Karin and Seltin.
The mother and daughter had slowly but surely taken everything from Rayliel. Little by little, but eventually… all of it.
The room that had always been filled with sunlight and precious items was now Seltin’s, and the bedroom full of memories with her mother had been taken over by Karin.
The lady of the house and the beloved youngest daughter left Rayliel with only one thing.
Misery.
“An important conversation…”
Rayliel muttered to herself, mocking her father’s words.
Yes. It must be very important. Especially for them.
They won’t let it slide if I don’t attend?
That’s truly unnecessary worry. Rayliel had dragged her broken body back home precisely to attend that damned luncheon.
Rayliel slowly got up from her bed.
And, wearing only a thin slip over her nightgown, she began to walk.
A sight far removed from that of a dignified and elegant noble lady.
