The Land Of Thorns
Recovering from part 3
‘It looks like Rosen's political situation is so hot.’
Edgar had yet to understand the full details of what was happening in the main castle, but for now it was all that was thought of in his head.
“Actually I am currently having breakfast. What if you had breakfast with me Albert?”
“Thank you, but I rejected Prince.”
“Why?”
“I remember there was other business I had to do.”
“Then I can't force you.”
He smiled in response to the conversation with Albert even though their meeting was short, Albert approached him with both hands as if asking to hug him. Edgar.
“Albert, what being old makes you so sentimental.”
“Sorry prince, this old man just didn't hold back from seeing you grow up so healthy.”
Edgar is seen laughing while getting a hug from Albert. Taking advantage of the situation Albert whispered in a quiet voice making sure no one was listening.
“My grandson looks so healthy, I trust you please take care of them Prince.”
Hearing that made Edgar pause to think for a while, finding out who Albert meant as his grandson other than him, Edgar recalled his childhood when Albert was just an ordinary servant who served as his personal servant, who accompanied and guided him Edgar already considered Albert like a grandfather to him. He felt he did not know who was meant.
“Then I excuse Prince.”
“Let me deliver this guest Mr.”
Edgar did not understand what the waiter would do, only Edgar felt not to make Albert troublesome especially Albert seemed to agree with his request, Edgar seemed to welcome him.
“Albert! Before you leave. Have you ever met a witch in this city?”
Let alone Albert, Akhsan and Lilia they were also confused to hear what Edgar asked, Actually magic is not something common in this Blume land, Blume, but Edgar seems to have forgotten that in the years to come witches are still hiding as secret organizations do not show themselves because they think their special abilities make them feel alien to society.
“Forget it.”
“...Oh, I just remembered that I was looking for a sword to practice.”
He quickly changed the topic because it was ridiculous to see them staring at him like they were looking at a madman.
“For my healing gift. Can you help me find Albert's best sword?”
“... Alright I understand, you will definitely like that sword later Prince.”
At that moment Edgar felt that Albert's smile did not look at him, There was only Lilia beside him as her hand waved her away plus his sweet smile that looked so clear.
“You're Albert's grandson?”
“I think Prince already knows.”
Edgar tries to remember his previous life, he only knows that Albert has children but not grandchildren, not to mention that his son does not live in the capital making him not very familiar with his son Albert.
‘Know your concubine!’
She looked pouting at Lilia's answer which was always like it was seen joking with her, Information as important as that she didn't even tell him, but if it was thought well by her, it was as if it was good, they do look similar from their nature.
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Albert can be seen walking in front of the porch of this large house with Akhsan who is behind him still following him.
“Didn't they forbid you to meet him?”
“Barang what? I have no political business with them.”
“Are you sure like that?”
“I'm just a waitress who wants to meet her master, their way is so bad, a little kid who just woke up after 13 years in a coma and in a house without anyone she knows, that's too cruel.”
“But he doesn't look like a child to me.”
“Yes, that makes me feel happy and feel free look worried.”
They spoke like that without staring at each other while walking on this vast terrace, Akhsan was still seen with his cold expression, his hand moved swiftly bringing out a knife in his hand and pointing it at Albert's back casually.
“Your master seems interesting, but I don't think that can be an excuse for Albert.”
Albert looked cold sweaty getting such a threat, coupled with a knife pointed at him making his back could feel the cold iron from the blade of the blade it felt like it was piercing through the clothes he was wearing.
“I know all about you Albert, or maybe you want your grandson to be the same fate as his parents? It's your decision if I see you show yourself again!”
The man's servant hid his knife back so quickly when he saw Aunt Melda and Celine coming in from behind the wooden gate, celine was running cheerfully carrying a basket full of apples that she would take to the kitchen to make her favorite apple pie.
“...Aw!”
Celine who liked apple pie so much that she ran away with joy that made her stumble in front of them, her eyes look glazed - the glass she tried to refrain from crying.
“... The apples!, the apples are scattered, my apple pie.”
His fallen state caused the apples he carried to fall scattered on the floor, which made Celine pick them up, collecting them one by one. Celine felt oblivious to their existence due to being too focused on her apple pie thoughts.
“...Oh, Celine! Sorry sir - this boy master is acting a little careless while being excited.”
Aunt Melda who was together with Celine was worried that they would get angry at Celine, because seeing their facial expressions looked so gripping, especially when she saw Akhsan her gaze was so cold.
Akhsan was only speechless to see that happening with a cold face. Albert was seen helping him collect fallen fruit back into the basket he was carrying.
“...It's okay, small children are sometimes careless because they do not pay attention to the surrounding.”
“Clean yourself and treat the blisters, it is not good if later it imprints. Do not forget to wash the apple first to become a delicious apple pie yes.”
Seen Albert winking gave Celine a hint that everything was fine, and she rubbed her eyes with the gloves she was carrying, Albert was seen trying to comfort her.
“Thanks grandpa!”
Albert looked at Celine's smile and made her forget the fear she had previously felt from the threat of Akhsan who was still nearby. Because Albert felt that his business was done with Akhsan, made Albert not say anything and left this mansion.
‘It looks like I made a bad mistake having received that waitress.’
That was what Edgar had in mind as he peeked at them from the narrow corner of his room window. At this time Akhsan was still silent Albert until he really went away from this house.