Translator : Idris
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Edgar headed to the room Helena used alone.
Normally, she sleeps in the bedroom shared by the couple, but he heard that she stays here when she wants to be alone or have so personal business.
Welco, Young Master. What are you doing?
I want to see Mada Helena. Is she inside?
Of course. Please wait a mont.
Sheffy, who had to ask for her mistress's consent, excused for a mont and then turned around and knocked on the door.
Hearing Helenas voice asking who he was from inside, Sheffy told her that Edgar had arrived.
Allow him in.
Edgar thought Helena would be reluctant to et him, but fortunately, the permission was soon granted.
Sheffy opened the door personally and guided him inside, revealing a room Edgar had never seen before.
This room suits Madam Helena's temperant well.
If Ariels room feels as if it lacks the appearance of a room with an owner, this place could be said to be the exact opposite.
The panoramic view of the room fills his vision, and at the sa ti, it feels like the temperant of the owner of the room can be seen through this.
The room has a calm atmosphere with golden embroidery decorating the beds and a mixture of white and beige throughout.
It felt like the decoration is not so excessive but also not lacking at the sa ti, and that the arrangent and appearance of the furniture paid much attention to harmony rather than splendor.
Welco, Ed. Co to think of it, this must be your first ti here.
As she said, Edgar had been living with the Robeheim family for quite so ti, but this was the first ti he had ever visited this room.
In the first place, he often got to see Madam Helena face-to-face even on a normal day, and he tends to talk to her to the point where its not enough.
And it would be fair to say that there was no need to visit her room specifically.
Yeah.. Actually it's because there was no need to visit before.
Yes it was. Then, can we say that today there is sothing important reason that is enough to visit especially?
As Helenas soft gaze reached Edgar, he was overco with a feeling of his inner thoughts bare naked in front of her.
He has felt it a few tis before, but he could never really get used to it.
There are tis when a person who normally laughs freely and looks like a chaste and discreet woman stabs him(with stares) sharply like this from ti to ti.
And from those infinitely soft eyes, he felt a strange sense of pressure, making him unable to tell a single lie.
Yes, I am sure you already know.
Huh, I thought that would be the case. Since the story will be long, shall we have a cup of tea?
Thats good. Especially if it's tea personally made by Mrs.Sheffy .
The tea Sheffy skillfully brewed could be in top among the teas Edgar has ever tasted.
As Edgar smiled and sat down with an unexpected request, a smile was also engraved on the lips of Sheffy, who was listening from behind.
Im glad that you complinted, unlike my mistress."
Geez, Sheffy. If you say that, dont you think Im a person who is stingy with complints?
Its not that Helena didn't like to complint, but its a fact thats not uncommon for her anymore, so she just didn't bother to say it often.
Trying to embarrass her by distorting this in front of Edgar, it seems that her personal maid is totally misguided.
Excuse . However, because it is true.
Ugh, anyway, you never lose with words.
Knowing that it was Sheffys occasional prank, Helena said nothing more.
The fact that the two of them are nominally master-servant, but in reality they are close to friends also played a role.
As Sheffy bowed her head and left the room, Helena glanced lightly at Edgar, who was sitting across from her.
She knew that he is a daredevil when it cos to things related to Ariel, but she didn't expect him to co find her this quickly.
Is it because of her that you ca?
Exactly because of Ariel.
I got the question wrong. Well, his(Daddy Duke) appearance would have nothing to do with this case(with Ariel's treatnt by daddy).
When Helena realized her mistake, she laughed and corrected her words.
Even though the aning was similar, there was a bit of an ambiguity.
If Yulken had treated the sa to soone else, Edgar wouldnt have reacted this way.
What he really wanted to ask was not about Yulken's behavior to the end, but why did he treat Ariel like that.
How can he be so preferential!?
This was also a play that showed how sincere he is about his friend.
It was a joy for Helena to have soone cared for her daughter, but it was also bittersweet to have to reveal this fact.
I should let him know though.
She thought that if there is a child who would wholeheartedly take care of her daughter, it would be this boy.
In a way, shr wondered if announcing this fact would be an extension.
.
.
.
Of course, she also desired to step out for her daughter.
However, in a sense, she might not be so different from her husband, she felt guilty and couldnt take that one step forward.
In the anti, she thought that this boy who arrived before them might be the rope that ca down for the Robeheim family.
Madam, young master, the tea is ready.
At the mont when such a subtle silence flowed, Sheffy, who had left the room for a while, returned with tea cups and other refreshnts in the trolley.
Being quick-witted, she imdiately noticed that the air between the two was different from usual, but she didnt bother pointing it out.
Ah, thank you. Sheffy. We have sothing to discuss, so will you please standby outside?
Yes, I will leave after this.
Since that was what she intended to do anyway, Sheffy calmly nodded and finished setting the table.
Then she got up, bowed her head, and led the trolley out of the room as quietly as possible.
As the fragrant aroma of tea wafting from the teacup gradually began to fill the room, it was Helena who opened her mouth, quietly removing her hand from her thigh.
Rember what I said before? That Ariel looked a lot like her father.
Yes, I rember.
You must think that he is different from what you have heard after eting him today. And that there is no resemblance at all between the father and daughter.
A little bit .
To be honest, he felt there is a lot of difference, not just a little bit.
The appearance of Yulken that he had just seen earlier made Edgar feel that Yulken really had no fatherly love for his daughter, rather than feeling that he was being dishonest like Ariel did.
In response to Edgars answer, Helena weakly nodded and took a sip of tea.
There will probably be a lot to talk about, so it would be better to quench her thirst in advance.
Looking at it from the side, he is originally soone who looks a lot like Ariel. No, to be precise, I guess their personality is not that much different now.
For so reason, in Edgar's ears, Helena sound as if Yulken was just dishonest with his feelings and was infact full of affection for his daughter.
If that was really the only inside story, he felt relieved to go straight away and punch him(Daddy Yulken) in the face.
It is said that there is a sincerity that can be communicated without having to convey it in words, but there is a certain amount of goodness.
There was no example Edgar would show to his friends father, who treated her coldly, thinking that his daughter would understand his feelings.
There are a lot of questions that need to be answered. It will take a little long, then will you listen to ?
Actually, Ariel asked the sa thing too. What do you think my answer was?
haha, at least you have said I would listen until dawn'.
Yup.
Helena, who lightly saw through his actions, was given a playful little applause by Edgar, and she smiled softly as pushed the refreshnt from the table towards him.
Even if you dont like sweet things, this will be fine. They are his favorite sweets too.
[T: the his' here probably refers to Yulken and if so, here really didn't expect the iron-cladded duke to have such hobbi, ah-pui, such taste.]
Unexpectedly, he seems to like Jujeon buri."
ahh..one can't tell that he likes this by looking at the appearance.
It must be difficult to eat such sweets with his status openly.
At first glance, one could tell that he wasnt just talk, he was a man with flesh and muscle that was honed on the battlefield.
However, since he couldnt argue with her funny smile, Edgar smiled silently and took a bite of the sweet that was brought out to him.
It was quite good with a moderately bitter taste.
Ed, did you say you have heard of the story of the stars from Ariel before?
Yes, but I havent heard the exact details though.
That story is like a folk tale passed down in our family. You are supposed to tell only two people in your lifeti.
Only two in a lifeti.
It was a conclusion that Edgar ca to alone after thinking about it, that only two people in a lifeti probably refers to one's spouse and children.
The only question he had is why did she ntion it's two people?
Even if its a spouse, you dont know how many children youll have, so why two?
Wouldnt it have been more correct to call it spouse and childrens instead?
And the story Helena was going to tell from now on was also to put an end to his doubts.
Actually, my maternal family, that is to say, the lineage of my main family has a peculiar quality.
Peculiar quality?
Yes. Actually, thats the reason why The Story of a Star is handed down orally to only two people.
Helena tilts her head as if she understands what that ans.
Continuing his thoughts, Edgar ca to a conclusion.
It ans you can only have one child!?.
right. Its not a matter of weakness, its like a fate that has been passed down like a curse to the won of this family.
Are there any exceptions?
No, not even one.
Seeing Helena's resolute reply, Edgar put on a sad expression.
At that point, it deserves to be called a curse.
Although in reality, it is not known whether there is a chronic disease that is passed down through the blood, or if it is just because the family history is weak.
However, as long as they cant figure out the detailed cause, it wouldnt be a strange phenonon to call it a curse for them.
He proposed to even though he knew about this. As long as one is a head of a family, you know what it ans to have only one child.
ah .
Well, even those from ordinary, petty aristocrats, they inevitably pay attention to the issue of the heir.
Especially so for one of the most prominent families in the empire.
Nevertheless, it ans that at that ti, Yulken promised to be with Helena for the rest of his life even though he knew about Helenas inner circumstances.
It must have been a difficult decision, to him or to the Robeheim family.
At that ti, I was just so happy that I accepted the marriage proposal Now that I think about it, I wonder if I did sothing terrible to my child who will be born later. The sa goes for him(Yulken).
Is it because of the pressure as the heir?
If it was just that, it would be fine. Does Ariel look like a child who would be swayed by such pressure?
At her question, Edgar smiled wryly and shook his head slightly.
Well, Ariel being defeated by the pressure is hard to imagine easily.
At one ti, he had thought that the pressure as the heir might be the case, but through this incident, he realized it painfully.
That she was not feeling the pressure of being the successor, but the pressure of not being able to et her fathers expectations.
Perhaps it had more binding power than any tal chain.
Co to think of it, it is better to see once than to be told a hundred tis. Wait a minute.
In the middle of the conversation, Helena suddenly got up from her seat and started rummaging through the desk drawers to the right.
After one or two thin notebooks appeared , a thick book ca out.
Edgar was able to quickly recognize its identity.
diary Are you?
Yes. Ive never shown it to anyone, but if its you now, I can show you this. Its a diary Ive been writing since I was still a young miss.
Edgar seed to know why she had brought out this diary.
Perhaps what is written in this is not a simple daily routine.
From the mont that the honest man and the pitiful woman began their life, what happened between them, and even the back story that even Ariel wouldnt know.
Everything may be contained in this.
Oh, before you open that diary, I want to ask you sothing, is that okay?
Yes, ask anything.
He has already received these things, so of course he has to answer whatever it may be.
As he nodded calmly, the corners of Helenas lips moved up.
Now she can ask the truth about what she has been curious about since the boy ca to visit her today.
To put it a little coldly, this is just a story about soone elses family affairs. There is no reason or justification for you to intervene. But why do you want to do this?
.
I am not blaming you. Im just curious. Just because you're friends, why ?
This was just a simple curiosity. It was.
She didnt want him to have a plausible justification for his actions, nor did she want to unravel a huge aning behind his actions.
Just, why is he doing this for his own daughter?
She just wanted to know why.
Helenas sky-blue eyes stared at him, and after a long ti passed.
Edgar took the diary silently and tucked it between his arms.
Its not even a difficult question to answer. Because he already know the answer
He just put it off lightly because he didnt have a chance to tell anyone, and he had no reason to tell anyone either.
What can I say I just want her to smile.
People cant always be happy, can they?
Yes. Even I think its pretty stupid. How can a person stay happy every day and live without any worries?
Edgar was no fool.
He knew that there were things that he could not help in this world, and that there would be tis where she would be sad.
Nonetheless, this was a re obsession.
Even though he knew that there would co a mont when a man would sotis have to break his stubbornness, it was a path he wanted to follow.
Nonetheless, I still want to make her happy. At least I wont let her shed tears. Because Ive been thinking that way for a long ti.
Even he doesn't know what kind of feeling this is.
Why do you want a girl to not cry so much?
Even so, one thing is certain: the source of this emotion and the irrationality of the world are not his business.
The girl who cant be honest, who's always ticklish, and sotis looks like an idiot, but still has a pretty smile.
He just wanted it to stay that way.
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