âThis is huge trouble. Thereâs no good news yet.â
Jean had just read Raphaelâs letter.
As he was about to report to Helios, Jeanâs heart sank as heavy as the contents of the letter.
Raphael had remained in the capital so that he could supervise what went on in the imperial palace.
Perhaps the news about what happened here in the villa had been so shocking to him, but Raphaelâs letter was utterly long to the point that Jean couldnât keep up. The concerns of the aide towards Helios were abundant.
However, if the letter had contained only that, Jeanâs steps as he was going to Helios wouldnât be this heavy.
Whatâs weighing on Jeanâs heart heavily was the imperial magesâ opinions on the incident.
Who could dare use powerful spells to break through the barriers in place around the villa?
But the only answer that returned was, âI need more timeâ.
Of course, it couldnât be easy to find the culprit because no evidence was left.
Jean already expected this result beforehand, however, what he heard from Helios before was what surprised him.
âConsidering the dreadful incident, itâs a red-eyed snake of all things. Itâs ominous.â
âThe train accident that took my parentsâ lives⊠I believe we need to see if thereâs any connection with the recent incident.â
Helios was thinking that the incident here at the villa was somehow connected to the train accident.
Jean couldnât help but feel saddened that this suspicious incident was serving as a trigger for Helios to remember his parentsâ deaths. Even so, it had long been concluded that it was an accident caused by a mistake by the engineer.
So why would Helios bring that up again now? Jean was concerned about this.
âIt seems like itâs just a coincidence, but is it really?â
âAh, Iâm going crazy.â
Jean tore his hair with both hands because it was a conflicting incident in many ways.
âEven though we want to find out who did it, we canât even find any clues.â
Jean was muttering to himself, but at this moment, his footsteps stopped.
One door along the hallway was wide open, and he saw the twins lying on their bellies.
They were usually by Seraâs side at this time, but theyâre still here.
Thatâs strange. And whatâs with all the paper around them?â
âYouâre not with Miss Sera? Todayâs our last day here at the villa.â
He strode into the room where the children were.
Naturally, the children raised their heads as Jeanâs big shadow cast down on RosĂ© and Ferre.
Shocked by the faces he encountered, Jean trembled.
âWhâŠWhatâs wrong with Your Highnessesâ faces?â
The faces of the twin prince and princess, which should be all adorable, were stained with tears that did not seem to be theirs.
Their swollen eyes and faces were as red as ripe tomatoes.
âWe know that todayâŠ! Uhuhu!â
Both RosĂ© and Ferre couldnât talk properly due to their runny noses.
Then, as snot and tears ran down profusely, the twins wiped their noses with hands that were holding pencils.
Transparent threads of mucus stretched along their small fists.
The sticky liquid must feel uncomfortable, so they wiped their hands on some pieces of paper that were on the floor.
Dazed for a moment, Jean didnât know what to do.
However, he couldnât just let them continue doing that, so he took out a handkerchief from the inside pocket of his uniform.
âWhen we sleep tonight, Seraâs gonna leave, hiiic!â
âYeah, Jean! Weâre so sad, hiiiiic!â
As they werenât interested in wiping their hands, the twins continued to inhale through their runny noses while shouting.
âJean, what do we do? Beg to Oppa more? I wanna study more with Sera.â
âI hate studying, but I just want Sera to live in the palace.â
âI canât believe itâs going to end tomorrow.â
Jeanâs pupils shook wildly.
The twins let out such long sighs that didnât sound like they came from kids. And being the twins that they were, they reached up at the same time for a hug.
As RosĂ© and Ferre stretched out their short arms up high, they leaned their small bodies into Jeanâs embrace.
âWe canât even write a letter. When we think about what happened with Sera, we keep getting sad.â
âYeah, just like RosĂ© said. We keep crying.â
Jean looked alternately between the children who had puffy eyes, then at the balled-up pieces of paper scattered all around.
It seemed like all of those papers were the twinsâ scrapped letters.
He patted the children on their backs naturally. At his soothing touch, the twins admitted their true feelings once again.
âWhat if Sera forgets me and Ferre?â
âWe want Sera to have good memories of us, too.â
Their tearful voices tickled Jeanâs ears.
He smiled sympathetically, understanding how they felt.
They were like baby koalas clinging to Sera, and they couldnât let go.
Other than Helios, the twins werenât attached to anyone else.
Just as much as the affection Sera gave them, the twins loved Sera as well. So, as they would soon part ways, itâs bound to be very difficult.
âHow about a farewell party?â
Still carrying the saddened children, Jean inadvertently gave this suggestion.
Together, Rosé and Ferre repeated the unknown term.
âSometimes, there are knights who need to be assigned to faraway places. Theyâre colleagues whoâve been with us for a long time, and we all share the same feeling of sadness because theyâre leaving, but we also want to wish for them to be happy. Itâs an event to come to terms with that.â
Each of the twins murmured in small voices, then they took off their faces from his chest and withdrew from him.
Making eye contact with each other now, RosĂ© and Ferreâs gazes glimmered for a moment.
Seeing the familiar spark in their eyes, Jean winced. Somehow, a foreboding feeling washed through him.
âA farewell party like that, how do we do it?â
Rosé and Ferre looked back at him, saying the same thing in unison.
This thought was flashing through Jeanâs head as he gave the children an awkward smile.
Sure enough, the twins took one each of his arms and pulled