Chapter 14: 14

Claire, who stayed behind, pressed the side of her head, which began to ache.

“Are you crazy?”

Five years have passed since then, so isn’t it about time to just let bygones be bygones?

She was ready to greet him with a smile if she ever ran into him at a social gathering somewhere. Occasionally, Claire also thought about it, but it was only at night when she was kicking her blankets by herself. Didn’t people have such a thing as an outward demeanor to show to other people? 

Well, that’s fine. Because it’s not going to happen anyway.

No, Erich would know the truth in a few weeks anyway… No, in ten days. Since there’s a railroad, it shouldn’t take long to send someone to Delford to investigate.

It would be nice to have a genetic test and fold the result into a paper plane and blow it right in his face. But unfortunately, for such a thing to come out, two more revolutionary level changes would be needed.

‘Once he knows, let’s see when he comes to apologize.’

Claire inevitably gritted her teeth.

Grey, who was hiding in another room, returned.

“Claire, are you okay?”

“What? Oh, yes.”

The unfamiliar call brought Claire to her senses. Gray held out a wet handkerchief to her.

“Your face is red.”

“Ah, I got hot.”

Claire sighed and took the handkerchief and wiped her face. Gray opened the window.

“Rather than that, it seems that the matter that the Duke came to visit for has not been safely resolved.”

“He’ll get a grip when his head cools down.”

If he’d send her a blanket with at least two hundred holes, she’d forgive him even if he wouldn’t come to apologize.

Claire thought so, let out a long sigh.

“By the way, were you listening to it?”

“Only because you both were shouting.”

“How embarrassing.”

She didn’t think there was anything particularly wrong, But shouting in an argument was not like her.

Grey looked at Claire, who was fanning her hands, with a subdued gaze.

“I’m fine, no matter how many lovers Claire has had in the past.”

“Huh?”

“We will come back and talk about us later. You seem uncomfortable today, so please rest.”

Grey took the papers.

Claire panicked and got up, but she couldn’t stop Grey.

What? It was strange because ‘he wasn’t a lover’ seemed like an excuse, while ‘he was a lover’ wasn’t the truth.

Grey bowed politely and went out. Claire slumped in the chair, bewildered, and bowed her head.

“Elisa, help me…”

Elisha, who would smile even when she lamented, was no longer in this world.

 

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It was peaceful until that evening.

The hotel manager professionally brought a wonderful dinner without asking anything. Seated together at Claire’s table were Elliot and Martha, who helped Elliot with his meal.

Martha asked curiously.

“Didn’t you decide to have dinner with Lord Grey tonight?”

“That’s kind of…”

“What happened? I heard that the Duke went here.”

“Have you heard, Martha?”

“Of course. The whole hotel is gossiping and gossiping about it. Maybe, maybe..”

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Martha looked at Elliot cautiously.

“Miss Elisa’s…?”

There was another misunderstanding here too. Of course, since the amount of information Martha had was different, the misunderstanding was in the opposite direction.

Claire shook her head.

“No, he’s not.”

“Mistress, if it’s really him, you shouldn’t meet him alone. What he will do…”

“He’s not that kind of garbage.”

He was the one who insulted her first, so why should she defend him? Claire agonized.

To the side, an oblivious Elliot with some sauce on his mouth tried to lift his fork, but was caught by Martha.

“Young Master, you can’t do that. You will hit the person next to you.”

“Ack.”

Elliot quickly lowered his arm. Claire smiled.

“Is it delicious?”

“Yeah! It tastes much better than the food at home!”

Elliot’s innocence would make the family chef back at home cry when he heard it.

His smiling face was like an angel. Claire felt that her heart, which had been exhausted for the day, was healed.

Then, she inadvertently took a careful look at Elliot’s face.

‘They look alike… I guess?’

Claire lightly stroked Elliot’s cheek. The disturbed Elliott stopped eating and widened his eyes.

Elliot’s hair and eyes resembled Elisa’s, and the features were quite similar.

But it was also true that Elliot had the characteristics of a Rommel noble.

‘Even though Senior has a face like the poster picture of the Rommel noble.’

She hadn’t thought deeply until now. It was certain that Elisha’s unknown boyfriend was a Rommel noble.

During the Crown Prince’s assassination, there were several people who died along with the Crown Prince, many of whom were young Rommel nobles. Claire thought one of them might be Elisa’s boyfriend.

Even if they were servants, most of them had a status higher than the direct line of the Count’s family. Since he would be a friend to the prince rather than serving him directly, Elisa deserved to be cautious about him.

But looking at it like this, Elliot looks more like Erich than that.

And Claire couldn’t mistake the child’s birth mother but it was her side. In fact, unless Erich was Elisa’s boyfriend, there was only one possibility.

‘The late Crown Prince… Senior’s birth mother was the previous emperor’s daughter.’

The Crown Prince and Elliot might be cousins.

 

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04. Klausener’s Successor

 

There is a glass greenhouse with a high ceiling in the Klausener Duchy’s residence. It was a space created by the previous Duke Klausener, who had already passed away, for his wife who was older.

Louisa was not particularly interested in growing plants, and she did not like sunbathing.

But she loved and cherished only this greenhouse. The glass greenhouse built with clear and large plate glass and light alloy steel frame itself was the crystallization of technology and luxury.

Louisa’s hobby was to invite people to the greenhouse and hold tea parties.

There were about ten noble ladies gathered that day as well. It was three days after Erich visited the Innenhof Hotel.

“Oh my God! You must have bought a new ring.”

“Such a deep and clean green diamond.”

“Is it almost the size of your thumb?”

Hearing their praises, Louisa smiled softly.

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