Chapter 39
“Leo’s been learning a lot from Viscount Kerata’s daughter.”
Ferio held an immense fondness for Flomus.
She was a precious presence—someone who, even if only briefly, made his prematurely wise daughter seem like a child her own age.
Whatever that girl chose to do in the future, he intended to sponsor her.
“They’ve been exchanging letters too.”
He vividly recalled the day Leonia returned from an outing to town with her maid and escort knights, proudly showing off the stationery she had chosen.
So he had gifted her sealing wax and a stamp engraved with the family crest. Leonia had been far more delighted by that than when she bought the stationery.
“...I-I truly apologize, but...”
Ferio, caught in the warm memory, shifted ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) his gaze.
“The letter, the one that came to my daughter...”
Viscount Kerata pulled out yet another soaked handkerchief and wiped his forehead.
Ferio tilted his head slightly.