Chapter 267.2
This one meeting was in fact the only means of communication between the elder and the Muen family. He couldn’t help but to wish to get most of the chance he’s got. However, it was quite obvious that a child who’s yet to come of age would likely have trouble understanding the difficult conversations, let alone to deliver the words in exact terms.
As one’s spirituality would likely develop along as they grow, it was a custom for their descendants to choose the day right before their fifteenth birthday to pay a visit to the family elder.
Doubtless twelve was too soon for one to visit the elder, however, Rahan felt compelled to have his granddaughter visit the elder while he was still alive. Despite his foresight being nothing extraordinary, the hunch which he sometimes felt was almost accurate at all times.
Nonetheless, he wasn’t too worried as Hitasya was indeed a bright girl for her age. Unwittingly, Hitasya’s face recalled an old face to his mind, which he still misses to this day. There was a person whom he was reminded of every time he saw his granddaughter.
[I’m so sorry, Rahan. For making you bear such a heavy burden in my stead.]
The person was his sister, who was both beautiful and wise more than anyone he has met in his life. Hitasya was indeed a spitting image of his sister, who he had never got to see after she had left the family for good.
‘Come to think of it, I believe I’ve heard that my sister’s granddaughter had returned to the Holy City a few days ago.’
The birth of an Anika, in whose veins ran the blood of the Muen family, was indeed a secret he must take to his grave. Should Sang-je find out about it, he was bound to keep a close eye on the Arse family like he does to the Muen family.
Although his sister had long been gone from this world, Rahan found himself still tracing after the trails which were left by his sister while she was alive. All he wished for his sister’s offspring was to lead a peaceful life like the way they are now.