Chapter: 332
“Oh, even your grandson Sigmund left an illegitimate child of low blood. If you want to raise that child, of course, you must take Astelle with you,” the duke continued.
It was too harsh to say.
The marquis took a step closer to the duke without saying a word.
Although he grew old, the dignity of commanding the army remained in the old marquis.
The Duke of Reston stepped back with a frown on his face.
After he got closer to him, the marquis said with a grudge in his eyes, “If you weren’t the father of my only granddaughter, I would have killed you when my daughter died. As you said, I don’t have much time to live, so I have no regrets if I kill you now.”
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Astelle knew why her grandfather had said this.
Astelle’s mother gave birth to Fritz and her body weakened, so she could no longer have children.
But her father, the duke, ignored the doctor’s warning not to have children and had her mother give birth to Astelle.
He said, “Do your duty because I need a daughter to become the empress.”
It is said that after tormenting her mother every day, Astelle was born.
The marquis had advised her not to give birth, but she wanted to give birth to the baby in her womb.
However, she eventually gave birth to Astelle and died not long after from the aftereffects.
The duke always told Astelle that her mother died because of her, so in order not to let her mother’s death be in vain, she must work hard to become an empress.
Astelle followed her father’s instructions, feeling guilty about her mother’s death.
The maternal grandfather who lost his daughter did not hate Astelle at all.
Astelle, who was watching from the side, stopped her grandfather belatedly.
“Grandpa, don’t deal with him and go to Theor. Theor is waiting for me alone under the parlor table.”
Astelle was worried that Theor might come here while waiting for her.
The marquis understood the meaning of Astelle’s words and turned around quickly.
“Yeah. There’s no point in dealing with him.”
As the Marquis went out, the Duke of Reston frowned and he turned to Astelle.
“Who is Theor?”
“Did you just say this and that but you don’t even know his name? Sigmund’s son’s name is Theor.”