Chapter 47

Chapter 47

The next day.

Rexid was out in the garden with a worn-out face. He had dark bags under his eyes since he couldn’t sleep last night.

He came outside intending to get some fresh air, but coincidentally, heard the conversation of two people on a stroll.

Andimeon, the heir of the Elga family, and Ahel, who was once his servant, were exchanging tearful goodbyes in a corner of the garden.

“Sniffle… I-I’m thankful you were able to keep your life… Ahel.”

“Young master… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. You didn’t know anything either. Sniffle… The Grand Duke’s grace runs as deep as the ocean, sparing your life and letting you work in the castle.”

“Sniffle! Yes… it was the grace of the heiress to be exact…”

“Huh?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

“Wah… But I’m so sad we have to part ways now.”

“Me too, Young master. Wah…”

“How ridiculous. Geez.”