The Daughter of the Northern Star

Mie Col'bon

Chapter 11 - Alana

"SAGIRA!!!"

Before I could even ask the young girl anything, I heard someone scream from the doorway as I got to understand that it was her name.

"Sagira, what are you doing?!" Anxious steps came towards us, making her stand up even more ere I allowed my eyes to meet the baby blue ones that I had seen previously.

... Her figure was still delicate like a rose, her light skin and hair displaying a big contrast to her dark colored clothes, made of a Prussian blue like-fabric with golden embroidery all over it...

"MIE COL'BON!" Once more, using the same words of that day, she called me, almost throwing herself on me, making me move backward, putting some distance between us. "My baby! Mie Col'bon! My baby!"

And to my surprise, as the girl who I was starting to believe to be Dilara's sister, I could understand some of her words now, even if they were just a few.

"My... baby?" And without even noticing, I ended up repeating what she was saying out loud while wondering if that was what mie col'bon meant.

"Yes, my baby!" And happily, she spoke again when she heard me, holding my hand before I could avoid it, pointing between the two of us as she said a few words that I didn't understand. "... My baby, you're mie col'bon."

As if she noticed that too, she ended up commenting more simply, confirming to me the meaning of those words.

"Mie col'bon, can you understand me now?! Do you remember who maé is?" Not needing to be the smartest person that existed, it was easy to understand what maé should be, since it seemed that this word starts with M in almost all languages, even in this other world...

"Ayin...?" Probably being a little more lost in my thoughts than I imagined, I heard Sagira call me before I noticed the worried looks that appeared on their faces as they watched me.

"... Sorry... What?" And again, trying to see if I could at least have a simple conversation with them, I asked, pulling my hands from hers, still unsure how we could communicate now... It seemed so crazily impossible to me, but maybe, Zemira had something to do with that.

... Or at least, that was the only thing I could consider at that moment...

But back to what was going on, I heard Sagira kneel beside me, joining her mother before she carefully tried to put her hand on mine while watching my reaction, yet she was never able to do so as the older woman stopped her.

And it was easy to see that Dilara's mother wanted to do much more than that, making me wonder how hard it must have been for her to see her child in that situation for years, without being able even to return the affection she gave her.

... So unexpectedly, despite my fear that existed about her and the others besides the young girl... Slowly... I reached to her...

The distance between us was still there. However, it was enough for a gentle smile to appear on her face, and I couldn't deny that Zemira was right... She really looked like me.

Unlike me, who was a mix of my father and mother's traits... Dilara was really almost like a perfect copy of her mother, maybe even being her younger version, and it was simply impossible to deny that, despite the different color of eyes and hair that distinguished one from the other.

And it made me wonder if maybe the brown color of her eyes was something inherited from her father, since Sagira had the same ones too, even if she also looked more like the Oracle.

"How... How are you feeling?" Bringing me back from my thoughts, I heard her sweet voice again when carefully, she placed her hand over mine in a simple gesture that made me smile like her.

"Tired..." I answered her honestly with just one word, laying my head back on the pillow as I started to wonder if perhaps the way they spoke was related to the fact that I could understand them now since I could comprehend almost everything when they talked slow.

... Of course, it was before my stomach decided to make its presence known, taking everyone by surprise, including me...

"It seems like my intentions weren't useless in the end." Holding her laugh, she told me before getting up, going to get something on one of the benches near the door while I couldn't say the same about Sagira.

The young girl might even have tried to behave like her mother; however, her attempts were soon in vain as she now laughed beside me... Slowly, making me do the same too...