Ludwig was thinking of Rowena Weinberg, his first wife, and first Grand Duchess.
âAverage noble, and quite pure.â
Unlike her ambitious parents, she was just an ordinary woman. If she had gone to a family other than the Grand Duke, she would have ended her life as a good lady.
He didnât have any affection for her. HoweverâŠ
Rowena: âIf I had a child, Iâd name it Christian if itâs a boy and Cosette if itâs a girl.â
Rowena: âDonât tell others because itâs embarrassing. I think theyâre already excited.â
The way she spoke with a shy face, saying that it was a secret between the two of them, remained vaguely in his memory.
Ludwig: âI think the kidâs name is CosetteâŠâ
He shook his head. Rowena said it was a secret between the two of them, but he couldnât guarantee that she hadnât told them to the people in her family.
It was hard to decide without enough evidence. Ludwig unconsciously gripped the book on his desk.
In fact, if he thought rationally, it would be the right decision to accept Cosette.
Ludwig was well acquainted with Rowenaâs brother, Count Isaac Weinberg. He was clever and calculating, much like his father.
And so, it was obvious that he wasnât stupid enough to take revenge on the Edinburghs and fall to ruin.
Even if he hands over a fake, the truth will come out one day unless she actually deals with spirits.
Someone with that much sense would not commit fraud like that.
If he wanted to ruin a family, there were many safer ways than that.
Nevertheless, it wasnât surprising that the Count had a strong conviction that he had done such a daring thing.
ââŠâ
But why did he feel strange?
âItâs nice to meet you, Father.â
Because of a voice he heard in a dream?
Maybe it was a premonition. It could be a voice trying to let Ludwig know that Cosette was his real daughter.
But⊠How could a voice trying to tell the truth feel so eerie?
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He still remembered the moment he woke up from the dream, drenched in sweat.
Even as he was thinking about it, his body shuddered.
As anxiety plagued him, someone knocked on the door.
Knock, knockâ
Keira: âYour Grace, itâs me.â
âCome in.â
Keiraâs head popped in. Ludwig beckoned her to come in, and so she took a seat on the sofa.
Ludwig: âYou must already know why I called you.â
Keira: âYes, it must be because of what happened at Zekeâs birthday banquet.â
What decision did he make? Keira felt curious as she stared at him.
But what came out of Ludwigâs mouth wasnât what she was expecting.
Ludwig: âIâd like to hear your thoughts on what happened at the party.â
Keira: ââŠYes?â
Keira blinked in disbelief. Did she hear wrong?
Just now, what?
Keira: âYouâre asking for my thoughts?â
Ludwig: âThatâs right.â
Keira: âThat⊠Why are you asking?â
When Keira asked again, Ludwig looked rather curious.
Ludwig: âYouâre also an important party in this matter. Is there something wrong with asking for your opinion to come up with a better solution?â
Keira: âNo, thatâsâŠâ
âItâs definitely out of character for you to ask thatâŠâ
Keira: âI respect your opinion.â
Ludwig: âNo need to be so polite.â
Keira: ââŠMay I be honest with you?â
Ludwig: âOf course.â
After a momentâs pause, she answered.
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Keira: âTo be honest, itâs not a very pleasant feeling. It doesnât feel good that others are spreading rumors about me. HoweverâŠâ
The calm and collected Cosette came to mind. Her past was so clean that it was as if someone had intentionally erased it.
What was Cosetteâs true identity? Why was she able to control spirits? And how did she end up with the Weinbergs?
Keira: âIf, for any reason, Your Grace thinks Miss Cosette should enter the family, I wonât object.â
As long as Cosette had the potential to control spirits, it didnât matter at all where she lived. Besides, itâs not a bad idea to keep an eye on an inevitable enemy.
As soon as she finished speaking, silence fell. Keira wished she had a drink to sip on, but the coffee table was empty.
Ludwig: âTruthfully, there are many curious things about her claim.â
Keira: âYes?â
Ludwig: âWhether itâs the woman named Cosette or Count Weinberg, if thereâs something suspicious about them, itâs better to see for yourself. Then, if thatâs what you think⊠I will contact the Weinberg family. I will temporarily accept the child who claims to be my real daughter.â
Keira: âYes, do as you will.â
ââŠâ
Ludwig looked somewhat uneasy when he heard her answer.
Ludwig: âIf you have any complaints, speak now.â
Keira: âNo, not at allâŠâ
Itâs a significant advantage that Ludwig didnât immediately accept Cosetteâs existence at the banquet hall, so thereâs no reason to be displeased.
It made a lot of difference that the Grand Duke didnât accept her on the spot the way he did in the past. The latter incident was more detrimental to Keiraâs status than the former.
The confrontation with Cosette was expected to be disastrous anyway.
In the meantime, there was an unexpected benefit, so she had no complaints.
âBut whyâŠâ
Why was he staring at Keira? She peeked a glance at him.
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He looked the same as he always did â chillingly expressionless.
âHa, it couldnât be. No way.â
For a moment, she imagined something absurd. She shook her head. That person couldnât do that.
Keira: âNow that thereâs one more member in the household, we have to prepare our winter budget again. Weâll be busy for a while, so Iâll take my leave.â
She said so and got up.
Zeke: âNoonim! I heard you were alone with His Grace.â
They were indeed âalone,â but it somewhat sounded awkward to describe it as that.
âIt was an appropriate word to describe our relationship[1].â
The long-twisted relationship showed no signs of getting untangled.
No, it was more accurate to say there was no hope of achieving harmony like a normal family.
Zeke: âBecause of what the Weinbergs did, right?â
Keira: âYou already know.â
It meant that the quick-witted members of the household staff must have noticed it, too.
âItâll be noisy again,â Keira thought indifferently. It was expected.
Zeke: âWhat did he say? Huh?â
Keira: âItâs not hard to guess. If he was going to tell me not to mind it and itâs all nonsense, he wouldnât have called me in the first place.â
ââŠâ
When she answered that, Zekeâs expression suddenly darkened.
He must have thought the same but hoped for something better.
Normally, she would have comforted her younger brother, but there was one problemâ there was a sign of movement behind her, obscured by the building.
Instead of comforting her brother, Keira looked back and said.
Keira: âThe people hiding there, wonât you come out?â
Behind the building, Keira heard someone gulp.
It wasnât just one or two people. Not surprisingly, a group of people appeared.
First, Arthur scratched his head and made excuses.
Arthur: âNo, we didnât mean to eavesdropâŠâ
Next was Reina.
Reina: âYou two were having such a serious conversation that we couldnât find the right time to leave.â
Then Joseph meekly admitted his mistake.
Joseph: âIâm sorry. I didnât mean to eavesdrop.â
And three others who looked restless as they avoided eye contact with Keira.
There must be a reason why they were standing here like desperate puppies.
Even if Keira didnât ask, it was obvious why they were here.
Keira said.
Keira: âHis Grace has decided to accept the woman Count Weinberg brought. But it will only be temporary. He wanted to check something.â