# Chapter 113
Dionysus held the baby up carefully in his arms and left the bed.
When he opened the door and went outside, only the sound of the baby crying came by, so Hersia and Askitea, eagerly waiting for any updates, sprang to their feet. They were exhausted from the long wait and were plopping down on the ground. Feelings of regret, remorse, and sorrow were mixed on their faces.
“It’s a girl,” Dionysus only announced the fact in a dry, flat voice.
Having read the despair in his eyes, the two sisters lamented.
“Eutostea… wasn’t able to survive.”
“...”
“...”
A heavy silence prevailed in the space. The sisters wept soundlessly with depressed faces and went into the room. When they found the dead body, they wailed harder. The sadness they’d let out seemed to color the whole room blue.
Dionysus stood riveted near the door. Having realized that no one would take care of her, the baby cried herself to sleep.
“...”
There was a prolonged silence.
