The stupid Cade Canoe Cletus made another foolish choice.

“No. Destroy all papers on the case seven years ago.”

“Yes?”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“....I will be involved in the affairs of the Ministry of Justice. I will go and check if I can destroy it myself.”

Burke quickly changed his words.

It was because Cade’s red eyes were as cold as frost. His murderous eyes were imploring for sincerity.

If the case flowed outside, someone would be heavily injured. And the consequences were likely to be bound to Burke.

“That’s good. Because you’re a secretary who understands words well.”

Shing–

Cade pulled the sword out of the sheath.

Burke drew his mouth as he saw the sword moving in front of his eyes.

The Emperor was someone who knew how to intimidate others effectively.

Burke nodded quickly.

“Yes, yes! That’s right.”

“Oh. And.”

Cade stopped suddenly and turned his body. Burke swallowed his saliva.

“....Investigate Enoch Clemington.”

“If it’s Clemington.... ?”

“Right. Clemington’s royalty.”

“Yes. I’ll find out soon.”

Cade, patting Burke’s shoulder, raised his lips coolly. Enoch Clemington. The cheeky prince, who dared to block Cade’s path.

A one-day-old puppy

who dared to block Cade’s step toward Abella.

Cade gritted his teeth hard.

It was something he didn’t like.

When he thought of Abella, his mind would always return to the incident seven years ago and then to Enoch, who was prying into the case.

It was a chain reaction that was completely wrong. How could he get Enoch Clemington to get away from Abella?

“Hi-hick..!”

Burke looked at Cade’s distorted face that looked like a monster and stepped back.

“Oh, I’ll be back soon!”

From Cade’s expression, Burke was able to read the significance of the task. The issue of Enoch Clemington was the most urgent matter. Absolutely.

Cade, who caught a glimpse of Burke fleeing away, moved on from where he had stopped.

It seemed that he would have to swing his sword in order to release his stuffy chest.

Damn it.

Why did his head get stupid every time Abella was involved?

Even as an emperor, standing in front of Abella made him feel helpless.

How could this work end without Abella being hurt?

Even if he pondered for seven years, there were still things that remained unsolved.

Even after Abella came back.

***

Even in pain, there’s joy.

Simon’s third birthday was approaching. Simon, who had grown up quickly, learned to run.

“Auntie!!”

His pronunciation had also become more mature. Simon ran and hung onto Abella’s leg.

Abella bent down and raised Simon in a flash. Nowadays, Simon seemed to enjoy running around.

No matter where Abella was if he saw her he would run to see her.

Even Abella’s icy, cold heart relaxed at the loveliness of the little child.

Especially on a day like today where she was managing the maids in the mansion to prepare for Simon’s birthday banquet.

Young children grew up really quickly. Abella returned after seven years to Amerigo and it seemed that at least one relative grew up.

Before she knew it, Carlo’s appearance was thickly embedded onto Simon. Abella leaned her cheek against Simon’s head.

Simon had a warm scent like the sun.

“Auntie! Simon will give this to you!”

It was a wildflower that Simon held out with his small hand.

Simon was holding a small wildflower that had grown away in the garden. The wildflowers were also Abella’s favorite flowers.

Pure white and small blossoms.

Abella’s eyes were bent.

“Really? Simon is giving this to me?”

“Yes!”

Abella accepted the flowers from Simon. The scent from the small flowers seemed to make her feel refreshed. Abella pressed her lips against his cheek.

“Thank you, Simon.”

Simon hugged Abella tightly.

“Simon will protect aunt! Simon is aunt’s knight!”

“Where did you learn to say that?”

Simon spoke loudly and clenched his fist.

“Because Simon is my aunt’s knight!”

It seems that Simon was the only one who said that he would protect Abella. Abella felt like she was purified in the child’s unasked innocence. Abella placed Simon on the ground and swept his hair.

“Go and play. Auntie has set up a party for Simon.”

“Simon Party?”

“Simon’s Birthday Party!”

“Wow..... Simon doesn’t need that! Simony only needs auntie!”

“Thank you, Simon.”