Claiming the Baby for a Week

"....... My Lord, it seemed that everything would be in accordance with your plans," a shadow figure said. He was wearing a black cloak all over his body. He was kneeling and facing the back of the head of the noble officials.

It was a night at that time. Ivian was facing the window to look at the beautiful and calm scenery. As the shadow in his back reported everything, the corners of the Duke's lips rose. Though when he looked at his reflection in the window glass, his smile never reached his ears

He felt empty, even if he had already been slowly accomplishing his plans. He felt as if there was still a missing piece in his heart. What was it? He felt a sudden pain. He creased his eyebrows for a split second before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath to calm his raging unknown emotions. He knew he shouldn't have those.