âI already gave my answer.â
Kaizenâs handsome face is distorted.
âIâ¦..â
Kaizenâs eyes were terribly sunken.
âEven if I regret what I did to you?â
There is even mourning in his low voice.
Astelle was a little surprised.
ââ¦â¦Why are you saying that?â
Kaizen smiled slightly instead of getting angry.
âI donât know eitherâ¦â¦â
Growing up as a future emperor from a young age, Kaizen had never been swayed by emotions like this.
He grew up thinking, watching, and hearing only politics and power.
It was also for political reasons that he ousted Astelle as soon as he became emperor.
However, at this moment, Kaizen truly regretted what happened at that time.
âI never imagined I would ever feel this way towards someone. Because I have never felt this.â
It was complicated, confused, and his pride was thrown to the floor.
In the meantime, he did not want to admit it or believe it, but now he can say one thing for sure.
âI want you. Give me a chance to make up for the past.â
Astelle stood blankly as she listened to his candid confession.
How could this man make such an expressionâ¦â¦
It was shocking rather than surprising.
Astelle knew roughly the night of the assassination that he wanted her, but she never thought he would confide in her with such a desperate expression on his face.
This man also had this side.
Astelle felt like she was seeing something strange.
It would not be a lie.
Because Kaizen now has no reason to lie and whisper love to her.
But Astelle doesnât believe his feelings would last.
Right, at any rate, itâs just a momentary interest.
I donât want to cling to such light interest with hope.
âIâm sorry, Your Majesty.â
Astell looked straight at Kaizen who was staring at her with earnest eyes and calmly gave an answer.
âThis is not where I should be.â
hah. Astelle heard a sigh that she couldnât tell whether it was laughter or regret.
Kaizen stared intently at Astelle.
He seemed to want to say something more.
But in the end, he said nothing.
He turned around and spoke calmly.
ââ¦â¦Iâll send you a carriage and an escort tomorrow morning. If you need more, tell the servant.â
Astelle turned around and gave a final thanks to Kaizen.
âThank you, Your Majesty.â
***
âPrincess Astelle.â
After parting ways with Kaizen, as Astelle was about to leave the temple, someone called her.
A middle-aged nobleman with long dark brown hair was approaching this way.
He was one of the ministers watching when the will was signed at the temple a while ago.
Although he was old, he had a neat face. There was a slightly innocent impression on his gentle face.
He bowed politely in front of Astelle.
âIt is an honor to meet you, Lady.â
âExcuse me, whoâ¦â¦â
âAh, sorry. Iâm late to introduce myself. I am Count Ecklen, the minister of the military.â
âOh, Count Ecklen the minister of the military? He is said to be Sir Seibelâs adoptive fatherâ¦â¦â
Astelle also bent her knees slightly and said hello.
âIt is an honor to meet you. I have heard many things about you.â
âGrandpa said he used to be his lieutenant.â
However, there was something unclear about her grandfatherâs attitude towards this person.
Coming to the capital, Astelle asked her grandfather why he had such a reaction when he heard the name of Count Ecklen.
âHe was just my lieutenant, but it didnât end well and I sent him out.â
Her grandfather explained it as nothing special, but Astelle intuitively noticed that there was something more hidden in the story.
But it was a long time ago and it seemed like her grandfather wanted to hide it, so she didnât ask anymore.
Count Ecklen asked about Astelleâs grandfather with a worried look.
âHow about the Marquis? I heard that he is not feeling well.â
âHe is now fully healed.â
In fact, he never felt sick.
âIâm glad to hear that. Anyway, I wanted to meet him and say hello. Is it okay if I come to the mansion and see him?â
Astelle asked for forgiveness with a very sorry expression.
âThank you for your kind words, but we have an early departure tomorrow morning. I have to pack my luggage today, so I will not be able to entertain guests. Iâm really sorry.â
âAhâ¦â¦in that case, I canât help it. Donât worry about it.â
Count Ecklen reassured Astelle that he was fine.
His impression and actions were simple and good-natured.
âYou seem like a good person.â
In fact, her grandfather also gave a good evaluation of this person.
He had a good personality and was excellent at swordsmanship, but he was not from a prestigious family, so when he was young, he went to the battlefield every time.
But for some reason, Astelleâs grandfather seemed to be extremely uncomfortable with this person.
She didnât know what was going on, but he didnât seem to want to meet him.
âIt would be better not to come.â
âI heard about the marquisâ pension matter. Even though I was in this position, I was completely unaware of itâ¦â¦ If I had known, I would have told His Majesty earlier and returned his pension.â
Count Ecklen looked sincerely sorry.
âNo. The pension matter is up to the administrators anyway. There is no way the minister of the military can take care of such a task.â
Seeing that her grandfather didnât ask this person, it seemed that he wasnât close enough to ask that.
While having a conversation, they arrived at the entrance of the temple, but the carriage from the mansion was nowhere to be seen.
The servant who found Astelle ran to her.
âThe carriage has a problem and is being repaired. If you wait a moment, I will contact the mansion and send you another carriage.â
âItâs okay. Iâll just walk.â
After hearing it, Count Ecklen kindly offered to Astelle as they walked together.
âIâll drive you in my carriage.â
âThank you, but itâs okay to just walk. The mansion Iâm staying in is close to hereâ¦â¦â
Astelleâs residence was nearby.
Even if she does not take a carriage, she can get there by walking a little.
But the count asked her to go in his carriage.
âI canât send you away alone. For your own safety, go in my carriage.â
Having said that, he instructed the servant to bring the carriage.
When the carriage came, he opened the carriage door by himself before the servant could even move.
Astelle was forced to get into the carriage.
âThank you.â
Astelle got into his carriage and returned to the mansion.
***
It was late afternoon when Astelle returned to the mansion.
Although she was exhausted from getting up early and going to the temple, she was relieved when she finished the will and got permission to leave tomorrow morning.
âLady Astelle, have you been well?â
âYes, Hannah. Where is my grandfather?â
âThe marquis is in the study with the young master.â
Astelle took off her coat and went into the study. She had to tell her grandfather that things worked out.
The marquis was looking for something in the study.
âGrandpa, what are you looking for?â
âAstelle, you are back.â
The marquis looked behind the small curtain before he found Astelle and turned around.
âDid the temple work go well?â
âYes, itâs completely over. I have also received His Majestyâs permission to leave tomorrow morning.â
Although I was asked to stay. But I refused, so he gave up and went back.
Kaizenâs permission has been granted, so we will be able to leave tomorrow no matter what.
Finally, itâs all over.
We can go home now.
A sense of relief came to me from the depths of my heart.
âBut what were you doing here?â
âI was playing with Theor.â
Then with a small smile, he looked under the desk.
It was also empty.
âI was supposed to find Theor if he hides, but this mansion is so spacious that I canât find him.â
Astelle laughed.
Even in the country mansion, Theor used to play this often.
Her maternal grandfatherâs country mansion was small, and all unused rooms were blocked off, so it was easy to find Theor wherever he was hiding.
This place was too wide.
âIâll look for him.â
Astelle started searching the rooms on the first floor one by one, starting with the next room.
She wandered around and found Theor under the table.
A colorful tablecloth made of light green silk was spread over the round table.
As Astelle picked up the tablecloth, there was Blynn who barked and wags its tail.
âAunt Astelle?â
âTheor, you were hiding here.â
Theor was sitting with Blynn under the table.
Books and inkwells are stacked around the two of them, and toy soldiers are lined up side by side.
Blynn sniffed each one of the toy soldiers in a row.
Theor, who was sitting in the middle and hugging the teddy bear, said excitedly, âThis is my castle.â
âYour castle?â
âYes. This is the wall.â
Theor pointed to the books surrounding him.
It seems that he made the walls of the fortress in his own way.
The toy soldiers around were soldiers guarding the castle.
Astelle smiled and went under the table and let the tablecloth cover them again.
The table was so large that even if Astelle came in and sat down, there was enough room left.
Once inside, she felt as comfortable as if she was in a tent.
âCastleâ¦â¦â