In this chapter, Larissa and Leopold engage in a heated confrontation that quickly escalates into physical violence. Larissa defends herself fiercely when Leopold attacks her, ultimately injuring his hand and knee. Leopold is left humiliated and struggling to stand, while Larissa mocks his weakness and dismisses any familial bond between them, making it clear she harbors deep resentment toward him.<\/p>\n
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Honora rushes to Leopold\u2019s side, showing concern for his injuries and blaming herself for Larissa\u2019s anger. Despite Leopold\u2019s attempts to comfort her, the tension between the siblings remains palpable, with Leopold expressing his determination to retaliate against Larissa for the humiliation she caused him. Honora, however, worries that escalating the conflict will only deepen Larissa\u2019s hatred.<\/p>\n
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As Honora tends to Leopold\u2019s wounds with an ice pack, they both grapple with the decision of whether to inform their parents about the incident. Honora prefers to keep it quiet to avoid worrying them, but Leopold is consumed by anger and insists that Larissa must face consequences for her actions. The chapter ends with a clear division between the siblings\u2019 approaches to the conflict, highlighting the ongoing emotional and familial strife.<\/p>\n
Chapter 27\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa shrugged. \u201cHe came at me first. It was self\u2013defense.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLarissa! You really are a savage from the backwoods! A vulgar thug!\u201d Leopold snarled. \u201cLet go of me, you uncultured brat! I swear I\u2019ll break your hand\u2013argh!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa ground her foot into his hand until his curses turned into a pained scream. Only then did she step back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honora rushed to his side. \u201cLeopold!\u201d she cried, grabbing his arm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With Honora\u2019s help, Leopold tried to stand, but the kick to his knee, which had seemed so casual, was agonizing. Coupled with the throbbing pain in his hand, he found he had no strength left. He made it halfway up before collapsing to his knees again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThud.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa burst out laughing. \u201cWell, Leopold, your knees certainly aren\u2019t as tough as your mouth. You seem to enjoy kneeling.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLarissa!\u201d he seethed, struggling to get up again, but failed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa looked down at his pathetic state. \u201cNow that you know what a savage I am, maybe you\u2019ll think twice before starting trouble with me again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Leopold glared up at her, his face burning with humiliation. \u201c\u2026Fine, Larissa. You\u2019ve just lost any chance of me ever acknowledging you as my sister!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa laughed as if he\u2019d told the funniest joke in the world. \u201cAcknowledge you as my brother? I\u2019d rather have a dog.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, she turned and walked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s Master Leopold kneeling for?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know, and I\u2019m not about to ask.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing the whispers of the passing maids, Leopold felt a fresh wave of humiliation. \u201cWhat are you looking at?\u201d he roared. \u201cAre you all idiots? Get over here and help me up!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The maids snapped to attention, rushing over to hoist him onto a nearby sofa inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honora carefully rolled up his pant leg to inspect his knee. She frowned, her voice full of concern. \u201cLeopold, your knee is already bruised and swollen.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Leopold looked down and saw a deep, dark bruise where Larissa had kicked him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLarissa went too far,\u201d Honora said, her voice catching with a sob. \u201cEven if she\u2019s angry at me, she should take it out on me. Why did she have to hurt you\u2026? Leopold, I\u2019m so sorry. This is all my fault.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHonora, it has nothing to do with you,\u201d Leopold said, trying to comfort her. \u201cThat ugly wretch is just a petty, jealous brat. She can\u2019t stand you, that\u2019s all!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLeopold, don\u2019t talk. I\u2019ll get some ice for your knee,\u201d Honora said, getting up to prepare an ice pack.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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10.30\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 27\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching her fuss over him, Leopold\u2019s anger subsided slightly. How could he ever kick such a wonderful sister out of the family just because that hideous Larissa couldn\u2019t tolerate her? What a\u00a0<\/p>\n
joke.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright, Leopold, this might sting a little. Just bear with it,\u201d Honora said, gently placing the ice pack on\u00a0<\/p>\n
his knee.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Leopold\u2019s face was pale, but he managed a soft smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s fine.\u201d He tried to act nonchalant, but the sharp pain made him wince.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As she carefully applied the ice, Honora whispered, \u201cShould we tell Mom and Dad about this? Maybe it\u2019s better if we don\u2019t\u2026 I don\u2019t want them to worry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A flash of anger and resentment crossed Leopold\u2019s face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can\u2019t just let it go!\u201d he bit out. \u201cThat country girl\u2026 I\u2019ll make her pay for today\u2019s humiliation,\u00a0<\/p>\n
twofold! I won\u2019t let her get away with this!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honora\u2019s face clouded with worry. \u201c\u2026But that will only make her hate me more.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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