When I woke up, I did not understand where I was or what had happened the previous Day. I sat up from the Bed and noticed I was clothed in a long, light grey nightgown. The walls were fashioned from rough stones, the wooden ceiling was supported by big beams of lumber, and the wooden floor was so shiny that I could almost see my face. The Room was minimalistic, with just a bed, a nightstand, a table, and two chairs. A burned-down oil lamp was on the nightstand, and a fresh set of clothes was in a big chest at the bed's Foot end.

  When I stood up, the events from Yesterday slowly came back to me. It wasn't all a dream. I made it. I fulfilled my Desire. I began to smile and then laugh, and finally, I started dancing in the small Room. All the Time I spent wasn't for naught. I threw myself on the fresh bedsheets and kicked my feet.

  But then I started to remember everything else that happened. I began to bury my Head in the pillow. It was all so embarrassing. So many people saw me naked. How would they react when I meet them again? How would I react? But I also saved the lives of 17 men. Hopefully, that would count for something, right?

  At that moment, I heard a light knock at the Door. I walked over slowly and opened the Door with caution. Behind the Door was a small, chubby Woman around forty years of Age with a tray of Food. The small Woman wore a simple dark grey dress and an apron, and her Hair was held back in Place by a colorful piece of Cloth. She looked like the embodiment of care. It appears she was a Kitchen Maid delivering Food to my Room.

  She greeted me, but since I did not know how to respond, I opened the door and let the slightly confused Woman in. She placed the food tray on the Table and then turned to me before saying again something I did not understand. I did not want to be rude, so I bowed and flashed her a bright smile. The Maid seemed confused but left shortly after, but not before refilling the oil lamp and checking the chamber pot.

  I really need to learn the local Language.

  And apparently, they still use Chamber Pots. There goes my hope of a working toilet. This World has so much Magic Power, but Humanity still hasn't learned how to use it effectively. I did not enjoy using a pot, but in Rome, you do as the Romans do. After all, I don't want to attract too much attention.

  The Meal the Maid left behind was a still steaming bowl of white milky Gruel with an almost identical taste to milk rice, a Mug full of ale, and two fresh scones. The Food was rather bland but filled the stomach well, and the ale had a meager alcohol percentage. In Medieval Europe, People did that to make water safe to drink. Because the alcohol in the ale would kill the germs. And because the alcohol was so low, People just drank it as a staple. Even small kids had it. And if you think about it, having a drunk kid rather than one dying because of dirty water seemed much better.

  It is a relatively modern development that most of Humanity has access to so much drinking water at any time. You could get there sooner with healing and water magic, but it looks like it's either still too expensive or they don't know how.

  While thinking of revolutionizing this world's infrastructure, there was another knock on the door. I had just finished my meal, but there seemed to be another visitor already. I stood up, walked over, and opened the Door.

  Janus was standing right behind the Door. Unlike Yesterday, when he wore the same uniform all the other soldiers wore, he fashioned a perfectly white tunic with blue embroidery, black pants, and polished black leather shoes today. He looked stunning.

  And I was still wearing my Nightgown, with bed hair. I hastily closed the Door and quickly changed into my new clothes.

  They had brought me brown leather shoes and a long dress with sleeves that reached my elbows. The skirt hung down, and the Trimm was black. There was a cloth-like the maids to tie my hair back, another pair of socks, and rather primitive Undergarments... After I had donned my new attire, I opened the Door again.

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  Janus had luckily caught on and waited for me to finish getting dressed. He awkwardly called my Name and pointed down the hallway. It appears he wanted me to follow him. We traversed the Maze-like Fortress again and arrived at the Interrogation Room from Yesterday. He must want to continue where we left off Yesterday.

  We sat down again. The Bread and fruit Basket had been refilled, and a new stack of Paper lay between us.

  He took a piece of Paper and drew himself with four men, three Women, and two little girls. Then he drew two middle-aged People, a man and a Woman, above the others. Then, he began drawing several Women around the middle-aged Man. I noticed that three of the men next to Janus looked similar to my kidnappers. It was most likely Joel and the Twins. I realized it was a picture of his Family.

  His Father had three Mistresses...

  It was evident that Janus treasured his mother dearly because he put in the most effort when he drew his mother.

  After he was finished, he flipped the drawing, shoved it toward me, and pointed at an ample blank space next to it. He must want me to fill the Space with my own Family, but I Have no Parents in this World, and if I draw someone randomly, I might create a misunderstanding. So, I drew my real Mother and Father, my two Sisters, and my previous Self standing next to me. However, I left the Faces blank.

  At first, he seemed Confused, but then it looked like he Understood. He picked up his Pen, drew a Grave next to my drawing, and looked at me questioningly. I shrugged my Shoulders.

  I spent a long time refining my Desire and could have missed them arriving at the Realm of God.

  I will never see them again.

  The Paper below me had begun to turn wet. I regret not meeting them again more than I realized. I wiped away my Tears and added my two Nieces next to my eldest Sister, my brothers-in-law, my grandparents, my uncles, my aunts, and my cousins.

  The Tip of the Pen snapped. There were Tears all over the Paper now.

  What have I done? Why did I choose this over them? What am I even doing here?

  Janus put a handkerchief in front of me, and I quickly used it to quell my tears.

  After I calmed down, he took the Pen and wrote the names of his family members above their heads, drawing lines connecting the parents to the children. After he was finished, he spelled out each Name for me.

  There was Joel, the Man who slapped me. The other two of my kidnappers were twins. Their names were Jack and William. His two Sisters were Twins as well and called Martha and Emilia. One of the little girls was Margret, Emilia's Daughter, while the Other was his youngest Sibling, Fiona.

  Janu's Father and Mother were the Marquis and Marchioness Willhelm and Olivia Yuwen. Joel's Mother is Marquiss Wilhelms's first Mistress Anna. Jack's, William's, Martha's, and Emilia's Mother was his second Mistress Maya. And Averell and Fiona were the children of the third Mistress Julia.

  After he had recited their names, he put the Pen down. It seemed he wanted me to do the same. I did just that, and when I was done, it was already Noon.

  We lifted from our seats, and then Janus brought me to a large Dining hall. Carpets with fantastical Tales hung all over the walls. Several shields with the seal of different Houses were Hung above the Carpets. The light came from two big chandeliers and a big fireplace at the end of the hall.

  The Room was pleasingly warm, and in the middle stood an impossibly large table made from a single Board of wood. Several people were already sitting at the Table on big benches. Seventeen men and a much cleaner Benjamin were shouting and smiling in our direction. It appeared they wanted to celebrate.

  They were waving their hands energetically to beckon us over. Janus shoved me to the Table. I was intimidated. I looked at Janus for help, but he just smiled and sat me right next to who appeared to be Averell. The Giant was almost three heads taller than me. I looked like a kid next to him.

  In Front of me was a very hearty and meaty Dinner and a massive jug of ale. All the men were staring at me, and to shield myself with the jug of ale, I began to drink.

  They celebrated until Evening, and I was completely drunk and bloated. I began talking a lot, but they could not understand my words. The last thing I remember is me teasing Janus and Benjamin.

  The next thing I knew, I woke up in my Bed again.