Forever regretted - Grace's POV

How ironic.

That was the thought that consumed Grace's mind as she made her way to the former estate of the man she was about to be forced to marry, only to console the man she had been forced apart from.

"Are you alright?" her son asked her.

She looked up at the Commander's handsome face, noticing that his hazel eyes were the exact same shade as Leopold's. However, his overall features resembled her father from the beginning and even more so as he grew into a man. She couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pride in him. Even the fact that he adjusted his stride to match hers made her feel a warm sense of appreciation deep within.

"Thank you for accompanying me, Arkin," 

"…"

She had been deprived of both her father and her son, yet she loved them both from a distance. The knowledge that they were safe and protected brought her a sense of succor, and she owed it all to her husband, Kaiser de Lanark.