Chapter 39: Wine or tea?
"I have a surprise for you!"
Hearing the excitement in his mother’s voice, Kael remained silent for a moment. Then, his gaze softened slightly.
"...I’ll wait for it, Mother."
That was all he said, without altering the usual calmness of his tone.
Alessia kept smiling. She didn’t add anything else. She had learned not to expect unnecessary words from her son. However, she understood the nuances behind his silence.
She turned elegantly and left the room, followed by her servant.
Kael watched her figure disappear, his expression returning to its usual indifference. Only with his mother did he let his guard down, if only for a moment.
Lydia, who witnessed the scene with surprise, had never seen Kael adopt that expression since the blue three-horned horse struck him.
Without saying a word, she began to dress him professionally; each of her movements was fluid and precise as she checked his strengthened body.
After a few minutes, Kael was fully dressed: he wore a black and white shirt with the Medici Clan emblem on the left side of his chest, black pants, and black leather shoes.
His black hair, tied back in a simple ponytail, contrasted with his preference for wearing it loose. But habit outweighed preference.