âYounger brother?â
Theor raised his head and blinked at the unexpected word.
Red eyes filled with curiosity.
The duke smiled softly and began to convince Theor.
âOur prince, arenât you lonely because youâre alone every day?â
âI am not alone. I have Levin and Blynn.â
ââ¦â¦Blini? Whatâs that? Pancakes?â
[T/N: There is a pancake from Russia called Blini]
âPuppy.â
Theor pointed to the golden hound lying quietly on his stomach next to the table.
âBut isnât it boring because dolls and dogs canât talk? When you have a younger brother, you will play with him every day, talk about interesting things, study together, and have a lot of fun.â
Theor listened intently to that sweet voice.
âDonât talk nonsense.â
But the dukeâs words were cut off.
The Marquis of Carlenberg, who was holding Theor, warned the duke threateningly.
âYouâre talking nonsense in front of the little prince. If thatâs all you have to say, just go back.â
The marquis looked at him with contempt.
He looked like he was looking at garbage.
But since there was a young Theor, he held back his anger.
Theor suddenly spoke up.
âI donât like a younger brother.â
âWhat?â
âI donât like a younger brother. I donât need a younger brother.â
Theor recalled what had happened several months ago.
Before he met His Majesty the Emperor, he lived in a small mansion in the countryside.
There was also a village where other people lived near the mansion. It was a small town, but there were children the age of Theor nearby.
Theor would occasionally hang out with the children who came to play near the mansion.
Among them, there were many children who played with their younger brothers.
Theor, who has no brother, learned the concept of a younger brother for the first time as he watched the siblings holding hands and hanging out.
He begged his mother that day that he wanted a younger brother.
Aunt Gretel was also at the mansion at the time.
Gretel grabbed Theor and explained step by step.
âBrothers donât just appear out of nowhere. To make a younger brother, your mom could be very sick and be in danger.â
His grandfather, who later heard the situation, also agreed with her.
Neither of them explained why his mother could be sick.
But Theor was afraid to hear that and gave up immediately.
I donât like it when my mom is sick. I donât need a younger brother.
I donât want my mom to be sick and be in danger.
Because I like my mom the most.
The duke muttered in disbelief as he listened to the story.
ââ¦â¦why did adults say useless things to a child.â
âWhat youâre saying is worse.â
The marquis patted Theor in his arms and put him down on the floor.
âTheor, go to Hannah.â
âYes, Grandpa.â
Theor went out without saying goodbye to the duke.
The hound, who had been sitting quietly, followed Theor and went out.
âItâs not nonsense.â
As soon as Theor left, the Duke of Reston changed his expression in an instant and spoke in a serious tone.
He didnât initially think he would get much help from the little prince.
It was not the little prince who could help now, but the old marquis.
The duke continued his explanation in a polite tone.
âAs you know, father, the emperor is losing interest in Astelle now.â
âI am not your father.â
âUnfortunately, it is true that not only Astelleâs status but also the safety of our family and the little prince, depend on the emperorâs favor to Astelle. Donât you think so?â
The Marquis of Carlenberg kept his mouth shut with a slightly displeased expression.
Recently, the emperor stopped by here for a while, and then returned to his palace.
All he did was meet Theor and chat with Astelle for a while.
It was the situation after their quarrel over the Croychen family affairs.
âFrom the perspective of others, their relationship is in jeopardy.â
But the marquis knew that there was no such thing in the first place.
Astelle did not accept Kaizen from the beginning.
He thought it was a good thing at first.
Life as the wife of a man you donât like will be even more miserable.
However, the marquis was a little disturbed by the sudden change of Kaizen.
The Duke of Reston wasnât wrong either.
The contract between Astelle and Kaizen, and the situation of Astelle and Theor, depend entirely on Kaizenâs heart.
If Kaizen loses his affection for the two of them, he will probably throw them away without keeping the contract or anything.
âWhat a ridiculous situation.â
Itâs sad to be forced to get married, but now Astelle has to work hard to win Kaizenâs heart.
Just thinking about it made him angry.
âThe emperorâs servants have already brought another woman. We canât just sit back and watch,â the duke broke the silence.
The marquis asked in surprise, âA woman?â
The former emperor, whom he served, was infatuated with women.
In those days, there was not a single day of peace in the imperial palace because of the emperorâs concubines.
The duke looked at the marquisâ surprised face and clicked his tongue.
âWell, one day the emperor will lose interest in Astelleâ¦.., I expected this day to come, but it happened so sooner than I thought.â
The duke himself needed a little more time to regain his influence.
Until then, Astelle must win the emperorâs heart.
âIâm happy though. Even if the emperor has lost interest in Astelle a little, he is very affectionate to the prince.â
So did the duke himself.
His wife and Astelleâs mother, Jacqueline, was a beautiful and elegant lady.
However, their marital relationship did not go smoothly.
Her wife was a good lady, but she had the same stupidity as Astelle.
The two often quarreled because their personalities and values ââdid not match.
However, the reason the marriage was maintained was because of Fritz.
Whenever the duke was angry with his wife, he endured it, thinking that they had a son who would become the heir of the family.
Of course, he also had a more majestic goal of having a daughter who would become the Empress.
âDo you know what you are saying in front of me now?â
Hearing his words, the Marquis of Carlenberg was furious.
The duke said with a stern expression on his face, âFritz is in the West now, so the only person who can help is me, father.â
The duke was not at all trustworthy, but the marquis agreed with the idea that they (Astelle and Kaizen) should be reconciled anyway.
If they keep going like this, things will only get more complicated.
The Marquis of Carlenberg managed to calm himself down and asked, âSo what are you going to do?â
âIâll take care of it, you just need to lend me your name.â
The duke cast his gaze over the window.
As the sun was setting, the garden was covered with orange light.
âThe weather is nice today.â
***
Astelle took a bath after dinner and changed into pajamas.
âTheor?â
âThe Prince went to the garden pavilion.â
âIn the garden? At this time?â
âThe marquis went with him.â
Did you go out to play for a while before going to sleep?
When Kaizen slept here, he played with Theor until late at night.
But now, after dinner, Kaizen returned to his palace.
Theor was sad every night.
These days, the marquis comforted Theor and read him fairy tales until he fell asleep.
He arranged soldier dolls and even played with them.
âI should go too.â
As Astelle rose from her seat, Hannah skillfully took a shawl and draped it over her shoulder.
Astelle draped the shawl over the thin muslin pajamas and went out into the hallway.
Raindrops were falling quietly in the dark garden.
The pavilion in the garden of the empressâ palace is connected by a long corridor from the glass door of the restroom.
Thanks to this, she was able to go without an umbrella and get caught in the rain.
Theor in pajamas ran to Astelle.
âMom!â
âTheor, what are you doing here?â
Inside the pavilion were Theor and the marquis.
There are also some cotton dolls and teacups.
The marquis said with a smile, âTheor said he couldnât sleep, so I took him out for a while. I also have a headache, so I need to get some fresh air.â
There was a look of exhaustion in the corners of his wrinkled eyes.
He must be tired of taking care of Theor all the time.
Astelle felt sorry.
âGrandpa, you must be tired, go to bed first. Iâll take care of Theor now.â
âWould you mind?â
The marquis said goodbye to Theor and returned first.
âTheor, what were you playing?â
âI was playing with the doll.â
Theor pointed to the little teddy bear on the chair in the pavilion.
âHeâs Levinâs younger brother.â
âYes?â
âHe is Levinâs younger brother. Levin is the older brother.â
Looks like the fluffy teddy bear was just bought.
It was a little smaller than Levin. But why did it suddenly become Levinâs younger brother?
âTheor, do you want to have another younger brother?â
She had asked something like that before.
âNo. I donât want a younger brother. I hate mom being sick.â
Astelle smiled and stroked Theorâs head.
âOnce you get used to life here, Iâll find you a friend to hang out with.â
The rain-drenched garden could be seen through the window.
The white moon added a silver glow to the moist grass.
âTheor, you should go to bed now.â
âYes.â
Astelle organized Theorâs dolls.
At that time, the light shone in the corridor leading to the empressâ palace.
Someone was coming here. After a while, a familiar person arrived.
âYour Majesty?â
Kaizen came in with his servant.
âYour Majesty!â
Theor was delighted and ran to him.
Kaizen approached Astelle with a slightly bewildered look, hugging Theor.
âYour Majesty? What brings you here?â
Kaizen looked straight at her and said, âAstelle, we need to talk.â