Chapter: 67

The gray sky in the distance was so dark that even a joke couldn’t say it was clear.

She came to this castle and thought that too much had happened in the past few days.

When can I leave this place?

Did my grandfather receive my letter?

While thinking about that, Theor who was playing in the room was crying as he carried the teddy bear.

“Levin is hurt……”

The bear’s shoulder was torn off.

White cotton sprung out and tattered through the torn fabric.

It was like this again when it was dipped in water for washing.

“It’s okay, I’ll fix it soon.”

Astelle took the brown thread and needle from the maids and fixed the doll.

Theor remained in the greenhouse while watching Astelle fix the doll carefully.

“Oops, is the doll broken?”

Vellian, the emperor’s aide, came to meet with them.

Astelle sat face to face with him at the tea table and place a cup of tea in front of him.

Vellian, who was drinking tea, opened his mouth while observing Astelle, who was sewing hard.

“Why not leave it to the maids?”

“This doll is so old that no one can fix it except me.”

The doll itself is not very old, but in the first place the doll was made from an old curtain cloth, so it kept tattering like this.

If she had known Theor would like this doll, she would have made it out of a nicer kind of cloth.

Astelle put a needle at the doll’s belly.

Normally, it didn’t matter whether this man was here or not, but now Theor is here, so she felt anxious.

‘People who are quick to notice are made me anxious.’

This man was the emperor’s closest aide.

For some reason, this man kept watching Astelle.