After writing the letter, I went to the post office near the castle gate.
Itâs already dusk and the stars can be seen twinkling in the distant sky.
âMarie.â
I heard a voice behind me and turned around to see Lieber standing there. A tray in his hand. A shawl was draped over one of his arms.
âIt gets cold at this time of year. Because the Rose territory is located in between mountains.â
âThank you.â
I was offered a shawl, which I gratefully accepted.
Along with the shawl, Lieber has a tray with two cups on it, one of which is offered to me. When I took it, it contained a cup of freshly brewed tea.
He must have taken the trouble to search for me and bring me a shawl and tea.
I braced myself for a conversation, but Lieber was quietly sipping his tea.
The two of us silently gazed at the view from in front of the castle gate. The view from in front of the castle gate, which rises slightly above the hill, gave us a faint view of the townscape.
As night approaches, the twinkling lights above the town begin to stand out. Compared to the bustling lights, the mansion was very quiet.
âLieber-samaâŠâ
âYes?â
âHow long has Lieber-sama served Reynaldo-sama?â
Even Rosemaryâs memory of Lieber was only faint. She remembers that Reynaldo wasnât accompanied by any attendant at that time.
âMarquis Hubert, Reynaldo-samaâs family, had to resign a large number of servants when he was demoted. I was in dire need of employment when I was approached by him.â
âThenâŠâ
âThat was when Reynaldo-sama was about thirteen.â
To hire such a talented person as Lieber at an age that can still be said to be a child. I can only say that itâs out of the ordinary.
âMy brother was Reynaldo-samaâs fatherâs butler. I was still an obscure subordinate at that time. A little boy asked for my help, so I followed him for the fun of it.â
âHow interesting would that be?â Lieber laughs.
âI also have something I want to ask Marie. How did you first meet Reynaldo-sama?â
ââŠ. Through Alberto-sama.â
âAh, Alberto-sama.â
From the nostalgic tone of his voice, I can tell that Lieber is an old friend of Albertoâs.
âIâve been watching Reynaldo-sama for over twenty years, but seeing him talk to you reminds me of the old days.â
âThe old days?â
Even though I was shaken by Lieberâs words, I regained my composure after drinking my tea.
Lieber also sipped his tea and remembered something while looking up at the sky.
âItâs like the time when Reynaldo-sama was spending time with his sister. Itâs a nostalgic memory.â
âReynaldo-samaâs sisterâŠâ
âShe was called a wicked woman and was executed for treason 20 years ago. But, you see, I knew her, and she was never like that.â
My heartbeat increased at Lieberâs words.
I am glad.
The late Rosemary was called a âwicked womanâ by the whole country. So much so that when people think of bad women, they think of Rosemary.
Still, those who knew Rosemary, even slightly, may not have easily believed the rumors.
It warms my heart.
âDoes Marie know about that mausoleum?â
âMausoleum?â
Lieber pointed to the edge of the mansion.
âIâll have to warn Marie. Iâve been told that no one is allowed to go near it, but itâs a mausoleum. Reynaldo-sama visits there every day. No one knows whatâs inside, but itâs likely that thatâs where Rosemary-sama is buried.â
âWhatâŠ?â
No way.
Rosemary was executed as a criminal.
In this country, those who commit crimes are not allowed to rest in the ground, nor are they allowed to go to Godâs presence, and are destined to be cremated and reduced to ashes.
I thought Rosemary was treated similarly.
âThough itâs just a rumor. But donât go there out of curiosity. There are even rumors that when bandits entered there in the past, they stepped in and never came back.â
Lieber said with a playful tone, but it was probably true.
Marie felt her body, which was supposed to be wrapped in a shawl, get cold, and she hurriedly drank the rest of her tea.
âNow then, itâs almost time for dinner. Reynaldo-sama will probably be back soon.â
âI understand.â
I walked with Lieber back to the mansion.
Lately, Reynaldo has been out a lot for work, but he still comes back around dinnertime. And he comes by to see me every day.
Iâm sure heâll come back riding his horse under the floating night sky again today.
Then, Iâll tell him âWelcome home,â just as I did in the past.
Just before entering the house, I looked up at the sky and saw a single shooting star.
They say that a shooting star is a sign of good fortune.
I prayed in my heart for a blessing.
I closed the door of the mansion while praying in my heart.