Book 3: Chapter 3: The Two Sides of Light and Darkness Part 3
Ernest Rosenberg.
This was the name of Lady Sophia’s youngest elder brother, the one who had platinum blond hair and amethyst-like eyes. This boy, whose appearance was quite similar to Lady Sophia’s, had beautiful, sharp features, and had apparently always attracted attention from the opposite sex. However, to be frank, I didn’t really know much about him.
To begin with, he wasn’t brought up much in the first game, ‘Espressivo of Light and Darkness.’ Since he hadn’t been involved in Lady Sophia’s fall to ruin, I never really paid him any attention. Moreover, because he attended the Academy since elementary school, we had only interacted a few times.
With that being the case, I had believed the rumor that he was in love with his childhood friend, which was the official story. But, apparently, they were both using this relationship as an excuse to keep away people of the opposite sex that wanted to court them. It seemed that Lady Sophia was also aware of this fact.
Incidentally, according to the information I received about ‘The Eve of the Festival,’ the young Lady that kept him company wasn’t all that bad. But, for the time being, that information was irrelevant to me, so I set it aside. The real issue was that, in Ernest’s route, Lady Sophia held the role of the villainous daughter.
In ‘The Eve of the Festival,’ Lady Sophia had a brother complex and was jealous that her big brother was being taken away. The storyline was that she had then started to pick on Pamela. But I didn’t think that she would fall into darkness even if Young Master Ernest were to be taken from Lady Sophia. She might sulk about it a little, but that was about it.
However, Young Master Ernest was returning from his studies abroad at the end of the school year. In other words, although he was supposed to stay abroad for one more term, he cut his plans short and came back.The plot of his story deviating right from the start gave me an extremely bad feeling.
That bad feeling of mine was pretty spot on. About a week had passed before I was summoned by Young Master Ernest, who had just returned home. I prepared myself for the worst and walked into the parlor room where he was, waiting for me.
“Young Master Ernest, welcome back.”