When Ian was young, his mother Selena had nothing to do ever since she began to take care of herself and Ian at the villa.
The Duke also couldn’t serve as a caretaker to her, and no one came to the cottage in the mountains.
Selena, who liked to be in a calm atmosphere from the beginning, was satisfied with him.
She would knit often. She could hold the wool all day long.
Young lan would often run around the villa and come in exhausted.
He would hear the sound of noodles squirting as it boiled down the stove while falling asleep.
Turning her head, Selena would start to knit while sitting on the rocking chair.
Ian, who collapsed after not being able to speak to Laritte, had a dream.
He went back to face his ‘enemy’ who used to live in the villa with his precious mother.
As Selena said that, Ian blinked and shifted his upper body on the bed.
He felt like he had forgotten something, so he peered at both of his hands and saw a little child’s fingers.
‘I am sure they were a lot bigger than this.’
“I’m going to have breakfast. Betty said you have been working hard.”
Selena put down what she was knitting and raised Ian up.
He felt a sense of Déjà vu but soon followed her.
The villa where he stayed as a child was as colorful as a peacock without a speck of dust.
But there was also a cozy side.
A clean, soft-colored wallpaper, that could be seen under the light of an electric lamp, while walking along the corridor….
“Are you going to eat here? You could have let me send it up.”
“Did Master sleep without washing up again?”
The employees, who followed to serve Selena Reinhardt, were usually energetic and active.
It was the result of the generosity of the Duke of Reinhardt at that time.
Selena was quiet and fragile. Betty was afraid that she might lose her energy sooner than expected.
In addition, Selena took good care of the employee.
“Can you serve my breakfast and Ian’s?”
“Yes, madam! There’s an amazing smoked dish. There was a meat festival down there, and I brought the best quality from the market.”
Ian tried to answer, but his throat was swollen and it was hard for him to speak.
Laritte kept wiping the water from his eyes with an expression he had expected.
He turned his eyes and saw where Laritte would have been sitting. There was, of course, a rocking chair.
The one his mother liked.
Tears fell again as he tried to shift, which he thought had stopped.
This time, they were filled with sorrow.
‘Why does she have to like the chair his mother liked?’
‘And take care of me as she did?’
…reminds me of the past so much.’
It might be a natural reason for the tears to flow due to such thoughts and confusion.
Laritte moved the handkerchief silently.
He knew his condition was different from before, but he didn’t mean to make fun of him or bring this up.
“….I would like to….have a….report of the family members.”
Ian muttered in a hoarse voice.
Not long ago, he was worried about his nanny, his family, and the employees that Selena valued.
Of course, the Imperial family did something ‘pitiful’ to the spy’s attempted treason.
The Duke did not destroy himself, nor did the villa, which was not sold, but was turned into the Imperial household.
It may have been a judgment for her who was arranged to become the Duchess.
The employee also saved a lot.
Except for those who put their names on documents that proved treason.
Even though they are in a difficult situation as they are scattered, they may not able to find the right job.
Laritte thought that he too knew this fact.
As such, the spy’s plotting of rebellion has caused a stir through the empire.
‘So no need to worry. Most of them would be alive and well.’
“I’m a part of the Duke’s family now.”
She did not know his name, but she put up with such cynical remarks.
lan looked up at Laritte. Only then he realized.
The fact that a member of his family was right next to him.
She only continued wiping away the tears with an expressionless face.
A cool handkerchief running through his forehead also helped in cooling down his red eyes.
In fact, she did not know, many of the employees were orphans.
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She did not know, many of them would be starving by now.
So lan could not let go of his worries even with this fugitive body of his, but now he was an exception.
A lead-like heart was watered down very slowly.
There was no more conversation in the room, so it was quiet.