Visiting a Grave
Everything came to an end, and my health was improving.
We had come to visit Grandfather's grave.
Unlike his previous grave, this one was well-maintained.
"Father-in-law, I can finally greet you."
The previous grave was covered in moss, and Dania didn't allow visiting.
"It's good that the ashes were properly laid to rest... Rest in peace."
"Father..."
"Marie, I truly apologize for causing you suffering for so long."
"Father..."
He apologized repeatedly.
However, it wasn't his fault.
"You had someone you loved, Father."
"Yes, but I thought it would be better to support her future than be with her."
Being a noble, it's challenging to be with a commoner.
I could see that well thanks to my situation with Henry.
"But I have no regrets."
"Father."
"She was always frail. That's why if she lived with me, she wouldn't have lived long... And it wasn't all bad. You were born."
"Me?"
Father, who had suffered and endured for a long time, always smiled.
"Marie is the name Grandmother gave you."
"Grandmother did?"
"She wanted you to become a kind, beautiful, and intelligent woman. In the southern country, Marie has the meaning of happiness."
I was not loved by my birth mother for a long time.
But what does that matter?
"You were very much loved."
"Yes."
My Grandparents poured a lot of love to me, and I received deep affection even from my Mother-in-law, who wasn't connected by blood.
"Thank you very much, Grandfather."
Please watch over us from here.
I will continue to live without forgetting the past.
"Let's go soon. They must be getting impatient."
"Yes, you are right. We should head back."
"I, for one, don't want to go back."
The visit to the grave was only for Father, Henry, and me.
However, after a long silence, when we returned to the estate in the Ranford territory:
"Madam, you're amazing!"
"I still have a long way to go. Bring more!"
As expected, a barbecue party led by Lady Oriana was being held.
"Why all this commotion?"
"I can easily imagine."
"Yes, it's quite easy to imagine."
It might seem like an unusual scene, but it's Lady Oriana we're talking about.
"I can't drink anymore..."
"You are a bit sloppy! But you are still my son!"
"Yes, you are sloppy."
Lady Eliana.
She was becoming more and more like Lady Oriana.
The delicate lady from her sickly days was no more.
"My head hurts... really."
While Henry and I, along with a lively group, joined the festivities, we spent enjoyable time together.
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