HBWnovel Chapter 37
Chapter 37
Probably, when Evan promised my father the right to amnesty, he likely spoke first.
Since this was the magic powered by Charlotte, because you are dependent on me, I decided to trust you and promised to grant amnesty.
There must have been a significant reason.
It could be seen as a seemingly rational reason to grant generous amnesty to the daughter of a traitor at first glance.
‘But maybe, even without that magic, this person might have eventually granted amnesty to Mom.’
With such conjecture, my thoughts calmly flowed.
Many emotions that I hadn’t understood before now seemed transparently clear in my hands.
Affection, remorse, pain, sorrow...@@@@
Harmless emotions with their edges worn down, rolling like beads in Evan’s heart.
‘At first, he might have tried to suppress and confine them.’
He would have tried to neatly pack them into drawers of his heart.
But whenever he thought of Mom, his heart would sway abruptly.
Each time, they would spring back, scatter, sink into an abyss where they could not be found...
To the point where they could no longer be suppressed alone.
Sitting amidst the sadness overflowing from Evan, I raised a teacup for the first time and sipped the lukewarm tea appropriately.
It must be the crown prince’s taste, since it was the reception room of the crown prince’s palace. Unlike a child’s taste, the flavor was neat and sophisticated.
Like Mom’s taste.
Evan also raised his teacup and took another sip.
He was now watching the side conversation between Eciel and the prince.
The two children, who hesitated at first, now whispered lively voices that could be heard until here.
“Fermata is really not hot at all. You can even touch it.”
“Whoa! Did you touch it?”
Watching that peaceful conversation for a moment, Evan suppressed a smile.
A belated response that returned calmly.
“... yes, you’re right. The magic circle is
A voice permeated with deep despair.
He probably tried all sorts of things to break it.
However, the authority of the
You couldn’t erase the
That was the essence of the authority called
Leaving behind a fact that would last forever.
‘... then Mom can never retrieve her magic power in her lifetime.’
Though I had already suspected it, I closed my eyes with renewed bitterness.
Evan said gently.
“Anyway, my story ends here. Is that enough of an answer for you?”
“Yes.”
When I nodded, he looked at me with a slightly curious expression. Similar to when Louis decided that I was different from Dad.
He recognized my differences from other Astariol.
“Perhaps you’ve already met Tara?”
“No.”
Dad said I would know as soon as I saw him. But I’d never felt that kind of feeling before.
As soon as my dad heard that, he laughed briefly. It was close to ridicule.
“... why not?”
“I committed a discourtesy. As far as I know, it’s funny that someone who doesn’t have a daughter would say something like that.”
“... why is there
“Maybe it already exists without you knowing it? So, I said that.”
... dad. Dad was a truly unique case.
Just before Evan got angry, my father returned to a completely expressionless expression and spoke briefly.
“Could you please just send the children away? Charlotte is in the banquet hall, so I have to send the kids away and return soon.”
After hearing about my mother, Evan seemed to have lost all sense of playfulness.
He sat down on the chair again with a listless attitude and gestured.
“Go, go. Go away. Just live like that for the rest of your life with your wife and daughters.”
“Thank you. It’s my wish.”
Why was it that Dad couldn’t say pleasant things when others were listening and said annoying things so well?
Shouldn’t both require some understanding of ordinary people’s psychology?
‘One is skillful, but why is the other...’
“Whoa, that, whoa...”
Even Evan stumbled over his words, but Dad looked at him quietly with a refreshed face and called Eciel.
“Eciel, let’s go home. Come here.”
What the Fermata looked like, what sound it made, and how bright its heart was.
Even as she was in the middle of talking with the crown prince, Eciel stood up without any hesitation. The crown prince looked just as disappointed as he did when he first met me.
The hesitant crown prince followed Eciel and asked Dad.
“Lord Chelsiers.”
Dad looked at him silently.
It seemed difficult for him to ignore the crown prince as he did with others.
The crown prince’s expression as he received his calm purple gaze was not fear but anticipation.
“Could you, perhaps, show me Fermata next time, if the opportunity arises?”
“I don’t even know where it has been lately.”
Eciel looked up at Dad intently. Green eyes that were not much different from the crown prince’s.
After briefly meeting Eciel’s innocent pupils, Dad immediately responded as if he were shedding dead leaves.
“... but when the time comes for it to return and stay, I’ll mention it separately.”
The child’s face, which had turned into a pout at the beginning of a refusal, brightened dramatically. Eciel’s face also brightened.
I smiled slightly.
Eciel had always quickly become close to others.
It was always so common and everyday thing for others to show kindness to Eciel.
‘It was always amazing, and I wondered how it could happen...’
Perhaps all of that was because Eciel first showed kindness to those people.
As Eciel had persuaded Dad with just one glance.
That was how we left the crown prince’s palace.
Now the night had deepened even more, but the faint music and sparkling lights flowing from the banquet hall were vivid even from a considerable distance away.
Eciel happily walked in sync with the music, holding Dad’s right hand.
Footsteps that were not at all like the daughter of Duke Chelsiers.
It was like a young child who used to roam small villages, picking flowers in meadows to make flower rings.