Fortunately, the savior appeared before the child cried.
Lyndon, who was watching the two men, stepped in to save the embarrassing situation.
âYour Majesty, this villa has a hounds.â
Kaizen understood the meaning and quickly suggested to the child.
âOkay. Shall I show you the hound?â
âPuppyâ¦? Is there a puppy here too?â
Fortunately, the child responded to the words.
Kaizen quickly took the child to the library to get him off the stuffed bear.
And ordered the attendant to bring a hunting dog.
The attendant picked a gentle looking dog with soft light brown fur.
âIt is the most gentle guy.â
Although it may look gentle, it is a hunting dog, and it is larger than the dogs raised in the room, but the child approached the dog without any fear.
When Theor reached out his hand, the dog approached him and put its nose in his hand.
As the dog scented and approached, it licked Theorâs fingers and waved his fluffy tail.
Without avoiding, Theor patted the dog and burst into laughter.
âOh⦠it tickles.â
Theor became very friendly with the dog.
âWould it be safe for chlidren?â
âYes, Your Majesty, that hound is well trained and will be fine.â
Theor stroked the dogâs head and reached out one hand.
The dog placed its paws on the palm of Theor.
He grabbed the fluffy forefoot about the same size as his own hand and gently stroked the back of the dogâs neck with the other hand.
âThe puppy is kind.â
Even though he was a child, it seemed very natural to deal with dogs.
Theor became very friendly with the dog and was happy.
âHave you ever had a dog?â
âNo, I donât have a puppy.â
Sad that there was no dog, Theor shook his head with a slightly fuzzy face.
Then he looked up at Kaizen again and talked a little bit.
âThe Count Grandfather brought a puppy to my house. Itâs a big gray puppy. Uh⦠Aunt Astelle told me how to play with the puppy.â
It seemed that someone the child knew had brought the dog. Kaizen doesnât know who it is.
There are children who like animals since birth, while others are afraid of animals from birth.
âI also liked my fatherâs hounds when I was young.â
He himself liked dogs and cats very much.
He would chase after his fatherâs hounds and play with his grandmother, the empress dowagerâs cat.
Kaizen recalled his own childhood and suggested to Theor.
âWould you like to have this dog as a gift?â
âReally, can I take him to my house?â
âSure.â
The child said he liked it, and he hugged the dog.
Lyndon, who was watching, wondered if he should get permission from Astelle, but he noticed that the young child liked that and His Majesty the Emperor liked that too, so he just silently bite his mouth.
Theor rejoiced infinitely and greeted Kaizen politely.
âYour Majesty, thank you.â
Kaizen saw the child standing in front of him who seriously bowing his head, and he laughed a little.
Theor ran around the room with the dog.
âYoung Master. You shouldnât run around.â
Watching Theor run around after the dog, the attendant cautioned.
Theor was surprised and stopped in an instant.
Kaizen, sitting in the chair and watching him, frowned.
Astelle seemed to educate the child strictly.
Itâs good to listen to the words well.
Although it was all ruined family, he is the successor of the family anyway.
âIf you want to play, you can go out to the hall and play.â
When Kaizen gave the permission, Theor took the dog to the outside.
Kaizen looked at the back of Theor running and ordered the attendant.
âLet the child do what he wants to do.â
* * *
The hunting lodge was a small mansion, but it was gorgeous as the emperorâs lodge.
In particular, the main building and the annex at the back are connected by long corridors at both ends, and between these corridors there was a corridor garden with an open ceiling.
Theor ran around the corridor and threw a small ball. The golden dog ran past Theor, bit the ball and came back.
He was a little scared to see the bear, but the emperor gave him a puppy.
It was a big and cute puppy with golden fur.
He was a little tired, but he didnât want to rest because he enjoyed playing with the dog ââso much.
Knights and attendants were coming and going at both ends of the corridor, but no one paid attention to Theor or prevented him from playing.
Theor, who was petting a dog by the pillars of the corridor, thoughtlessly looked up at the hazy sky and thought of Astelleâs request.
âAunt Astelle told me to come back before dinnerâ¦â
Would it be okay to stay here?
On the one hand, His Majesty the Emperor is a very high man.
She said that he had to do whatever His Majesty told him to do.
âWell⦠so I must do what His Majesty tells me to doâ¦?â
While Theor tilted his head and was immersed in thought, the ball in front of him was blown by the wind and rolled toward the garden.
The dog followed the ball and ran to the garden.
âOh⦠letâs go together!â
Theor followed to catch the dog.
There was no roof in the corridor in the middle.
Rain poured over his head before taking a few steps. The clothes got wet in an instant.
âItâs coldâ¦â
Theor muttered, tying the wet clothes.
The attendant who was watching from over there ran to see the rain-soaked Theor.
Then, Theor went back into the villa with the attendant.
* * *
As the child went outside, the library quickly became quiet.
It was raining so he couldnât go hunting, and he didnât have anything to do.
Kaizen sat by the window and enjoyed the leisurely time.
There was still a clear sound of rain outside the window. Cold rain flowed down through the window.
The forest was immersed in a quiet darkness.
A white birch tree stood in the rain without shaking in a forest with water fog.
A similarly quiet person came to mind in the quiet and tranquil landscape.
Astelle always stays quietly on one side but doesnât bend her will.
âI didnât know you were so stubborn in the past.â
Still, he didnât hate Astelle like that.
Just as the scenery in the rain-wet forest feels refreshing, the honest and neat Astelle has a charm that calms the mind.
After meeting again, Kaizen continued to look at Astelle and his heart was touched.
Even though he is bothered, he keep thinking of Astelle.
Looking out the window for a while and thinking about it, Theor who took the dog out came back without energy.
As he watched, the childâs hair and clothes were half wet in the rain.
âWhy did that happen?â
Theor replied, bowing his head well.
âI ran with the puppy⦠there was no roof.â
There is a classic colonnade in the area connecting the main building and the annex here.
The colonnade had no roof in the middle. It seems that he went there.
âOh no, do you have any clothes to change here?â
âI apologize, Your Majesty. There are no young mastersâ clothes here.â
The servant replied, embarrassed.
It will be. Even the predecessor emperors never brought the child here.
âI guess I have no choice but to dry my clothes.â
Theor went and sat down in front of the fireplace.
Similarly, a wet dog followed him.
The servant took a towel and wiped the childâs body.
Theor raised his hand and quietly lit the fireplace.
Kaizen smiled when he saw the child sitting with his small hand on the fire.
He had never liked children in his whole life and this little boy was pretty cute.
What he did was cute.
He wasnât manly, he was quiet and listened well, but it wasnât just because of that.
Kaizen was familiar with the way the child was talking or laughing.
Kaizen looked closely at Theorâs face and realized the familiar feeling of deception.
âLooks similar to Astelle.â
Heâs a relative, so he has no choice but to resemble her.
Astelleâs cousin, Sigmund was like this too.
He was polite and quiet.
In particular, the child was raised by Astelle. So it looks like he has learned Astelleâs habits and behavior.
Is Astelle similar to her mother?
Kaizen never thought of such a thing before.
He felt like he had seen more of Astelle in this child than in 10 years as his fiancee.
A bitter thought filled the bottom of his heart.
âI havenât regretted anything irreversible, butâ¦â
The attendant looked at the emperorâs eyes and tried to take the child.
âYoung Master. I will guide you to the room.â
Kaizen stopped the attendant trying to take the child.
âJust let him be here.â
Theor put a towel over his head and sat in front of the fireplace to watch the firewood burning in the flames.
The dog who was playing with him took a seat next to him and lay down.
Theor wiped the drenched dog with a towel over his head.
âIs it cold? Iâll wipe it off.â