Chapter 61

Translator: Effe

Editor: Yonnee

Claire hated it, saying, “Why would I drink half-a*sed soda in a world where proper beer exists?” But Elisa loved it so much that she often wrote about her visits to that store in her letters.

When the two only moved a few steps. A woman hurried out, and when she saw Claire, she cried out in surprise.

“Oh my, aren’t you Baron Delford?!”

Claire didn’t know the woman’s face, but she knew right away that she was a textile merchant. It was because there were threads all over the place, and there were large scissors stuck in her apron.

“Do you know me?”

“Of course. Who among the people in the textile industry doesn’t know the Baron’s face? No, oh no! This isn’t the time. Mister Carson said that we must contact the Baron as soon as possible at all costs!”

“What is going on?”

“Young Master Delford at the soda shop!”

Without listening to it till the end, Claire rolled up her skirt and started running. Erich ran after her, making sure she didn’t fall.

There was only one soda shop in this market.

‘Did Roger bring him out?’

She felt her heart pounding. It’s not a big deal for him to go out with the child, but given the situation with Elliot, she had a sinking feeling.

An escort stood in front of the soda shop, blocking entry. He was wearing a normal suit instead of a uniform, but he wasn’t a normal person at all.

Claire said breathlessly, unable to walk.

“My child is inside.”

She was worried that he wouldn’t let her through, but the escort recognized Erich and lowered his head.

“Your Grace, Duke Klausener.”

“What is it?”

“His Highness, Grand Prince Arren is here.”

The escort answered and opened the way.

Erich pulled Claire to him and strode inside.

Claire widened her eyes at the mess inside the store. The escort standing in front of the soda shop and the escorts dressed in matching colors were blocking people to clear the space.

And in the middle, an old man with white hair was sitting crouching and hugging a child.

“Oh, Auntie!”

Elliot, who was patting the old man on the head, shouted at Claire.

The escort inside tried again to block Claire’s way, but Erich motioned for him to get out of the way.

Grand Prince Arren, aware of Elliot’s hesitation, tried to come to his senses. Elliot asked, knowing that his tears had stopped.

“Grandpa, are you okay? It doesn’t hurt anymore? I have to go to Auntie…”

It seemed that he thought the old man was pitiful, so he couldn’t bring himself to move away.

Grand Prince Arren wiped his eyes with his sleeve. And he said in a friendly voice.

“I’m sorry. I’m not hurt… I know a child who looks a lot like you… I was surprised.”

“That’s okay. Is his name Jared?”

“Yes.”

“Did you lose him?”

“Yes…”

“If you lost him, you have to find him quickly… I’ll ask Auntie for help. Auntie knows a lot of people!” Elliot said.

Grand Prince Arren said he wasn’t hurt, but in fact, he was sick. The pain spread vividly as if one side of his heart that should have already been worn away had been cut again.

“Thank you.”

Grand Prince Arren spoke kindly, patting Elliot on the head, and let go of the child.

Elliot ran over and hugged Claire’s leg. Claire gave Elliot a hug and bowed respectfully to Grand Prince Arren.

“Forgive me, Your Highness. I wonder if my nephew did something disrespectful to you…”

“No.”

Grand Prince Arren straightened his back, looked at Claire with red eyes, and then looked at Erich, who was standing next to him.

“…Duke Erich.”

He called Erich by name in a troubled voice, just like when he was a child. Now that he’s grown up and inherited the title, Erich deserves respect as the master of the Klausener Duchy, but… But now his heart was too full of pain to keep his distance.

“It’s been a while, Your Highness.”

Erich politely bowed his head to greet him, and also greeted Duke Moore, who was standing behind the Grand Prince. And he introduced Claire.

“This is my fiancée, Claire Delford. She is Baron Delford of Arren.”

“I heard the rumor.”

“And this child is Elliot. He is my son.”

Grand Prince Arren’s eyes shook. Looking side by side like this, it seemed certain that Elliot was Erich’s son.

The Grand Prince tried to control his emotions and swept the palm of his hand down on his face.

“I see. He’s very familiar… Old age tends to make you sentimental, I made a mistake.”

“It’s fine. Elliot takes after me a lot.”

Hearing that, Elliot blinked. Elliot was tugging on her sleeve, calling her ‘Auntie, Auntie’ and Elliot quieted him by patting his shoulder.

Erich said calmly.

“I was going to greet you soon. I’m very sorry… to startle you.”

“It’s okay. I hope to see you again in a quiet place. I’m sorry to have surprised you, too.”

“Don’t be.”

The Grand Prince bent down and met Elliot’s eyes. Elliot tilted his head wondering what was so curious in him, then when his eyes met the Grand Prince’s, he smiled.

The Grand Prince smiled too, perhaps entranced.

He put his hand in his pocket, wanting to hold something, but unlike when he had his daughter and grandson, he didn’t have anything in his pocket.

So instead he took the insignia from his chest and put it on Elliot’s chest.

“Your Highness, don’t do that. It is too precious for a child to have.”

Since the coat of arms of the Arren royal family was drawn on the insignia, Claire dissuaded him. The Grand Prince shook his head and spoke to Claire.

“Thanks to this child, good memories came to me. It’s a pleasure to meet you like this.”

“We are ever so grateful, Your Highness.”

Claire answered carefully.

“You can go first. I need to rest a little longer.”

Grand Prince Arren said in a tearful voice. Erich and Claire greeted him politely, and after silently exchanging greetings with Duke Moore, they went out.

“Grand Prince…”

Duke Moore called him cautiously.

Grand Prince Arren covered his eyes with one hand. There were so many memories coming to mind, and he couldn’t bear remembering them without shedding tears.

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