The following morning, Lieutenant Kamila Yehval was fixing her hair in a bun before going to work, when she received a call on her communication amulet.
’I hope it’s not Lith again. Last night we ended up talking until it was really late. I don’t like clingy guys much.’ The smile on her face disappeared as soon as she saw whose rune was blinking.
"Has something happened to Zinya? Is she all right?"
"Good morning to you too, dear. Your sister is fine. Can’t a mother just want to hear from her daughter?" The voice was sweet and caring as Kamila remembered it. Yet she knew it was just a pretense.
After she had escaped from the marriage her family had arranged for her by joining the army, Kamila had cut all ties with them. The last time she had heard from her mother, Kima, was when she had been promoted to the rank of First Lieutenant.
Kima had aimed to exploit her daughter’s authority to solve some problems with the local constables. The family hadn’t taken her refusal well. The only reason they had exchanged contact runes was that Kamila was worried about her sister.
Zinya’s husband wasn’t a bad man, but he was cold and uncaring toward her. Their marriage was just a business deal. He considered her nothing more than a trophy wife.
"What do you want this time, mother?" Kamila’s voice was cold and detached, but her hands started shaking. She stung her hand with the hairpin a few times before giving up on her hair until the call was over.
"We haven’t talked in months. Can’t you call me ’mom’ at least?"
"What do you want this time, Kima?" Her voice became even colder while stressing her mother’s first name.
"Nothing. I just heard that there is this mage courting you and I was worried about you. You know how those monsters are. They think that they can take whatever they want because of their powers. It’s awful like some people treat others like objects."
’People like you.’ Kamila thought with anger.
"Don’t worry, he’s very kind. I’m sorry, but I’m late for work. If there’s nothing else..." She said trying to end the conversation quickly.
"Oh, my sweet child, you’re so naïve. Of course he is kind. He has yet to get what he wants. Despite your age, you are still a beautiful woman. You need to play your cards right."
Kima’s allegations of Kamila being dumb and old made her unable to talk back. Kima took her daughter’s silence as her cue to continue.
"Young men are hot headed enough to do anything to reach their goals. If you really want to waste your time with someone who will surely dump you for a younger and richer girl, you could at least get something in return.
"A few dimensional items could be of great help for the family business. They would not only allow us to cut transportation fee expenses, but would also prevent our most delicate products from being stolen or damaged. You just..."
"You are dead to me." Kamila cut her short. "When you fail, because you will, don’t knock on my door because it will remain shut. You are no longer part of this family. These are the words with which father decided to part ways with me."
"He didn’t mean..."
"He sure did, just like you kindly reminded me when I refused to endanger my career to fix your mess. I’m not part of your family and I’m happier this way. Unless something happens to Zinya, don’t call me ever again."
She hung up the call and noticed that her favorite hairpin was ruined. Her hand was still clenched around it so hard that it was trembling. The thin metal pin was bent and deformed. Kamila threw it in the garbage bin before taking a deep breath to calm herself. freēwēbnovel.com
"They may be your parents, but they are not your family." She said to herself at the mirror. "You didn’t let them ruin your life, do not let them ruin your day either."
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