If he did not attend the coronation of the Kingdom of Ebern, the influence of the monasteries that had entered Lindkoem and the special autonomous zone of Ebern would be severed. As the archbishop, it was an unavoidable duty.

“Archbishop, thank you for your long journey.”

The archbishop sighed deeply as he looked at the baby in the arms of Duke Blachnacht. It just had to be the Grand Duke, with no difference in hair and eye color, as the child born to the princess.
“I didn’t expect the Duke to come and greet me. Now I understand why people are in an uproar, demanding the re-registration of our engagement.”

The Duke responded with a slight raise of one eyebrow.

Punished harshly according to imperial law, the Duke, on one hand, seemed indifferent. Perhaps it was just the archbishop’s perception, or maybe the nonchalant man simply let things flow as they may.

Either way, it was rather awkward for the archbishop that the man who made him look like this showed no emotions towards himself.

“Anong [Dash]!”

The baby with sparkling ruby-like eyes waved a small hand towards the archbishop.

If it were the Parsad Empire, the baby would have been just the Duke’s illegitimate child. However, with the reconstruction of the Kingdom of Ebern, the baby of the two would inherit the title of Del Adne and become a prince.

With a benevolent smile, the archbishop blessed the baby’s forehead.

“It is an honor for the Prince of the Kingdom of Ebern to welcome you. May the blessings of God be with the prince.”

The baby prince first greeted, and perhaps feeling embarrassed by the archbishop’s response, buried his head in the Duke’s arms as if hiding.

If the archbishop had been a bit more sensitive to the baby’s developmental situation, he could have noticed that the baby prince seemed too big for his age. Unfortunately, the archbishop lacked knowledge in this regard.

However, seeing the Duke gently caress the baby’s head, he could at least tell that the man was properly fulfilling his role as a father.

The reunion of the two in the public eye seemed like only a matter of time, and indeed, those words were accurate.

Following the Duke’s guidance, the archbishop headed to Lindkoem Mansion, now flourishing as the capital of the Kingdom of Ebern.

In the grandest hall in Lindkoem, ambassadors from past allied countries of Ebern, including Emperor Attila and Empress Tessia of the Parsad Empire, had gathered to celebrate the coronation.

Princess Erwin entered, spreading a red cape adorned with golden decorations.

The archbishop looked at the woman kneeling in front of him with both knees and hands clasped.

“Your Majesty…”

Despite her fragile appearance, which may have been due to the story of rapidly rebuilding the foundations of the fallen Kingdom of Ebern, her eyes and posture gave off a queenly impression.

“Do you pledge to govern the Kingdom of Ebern and its subjects with law and tradition?”

“I solemnly pledge.”

Queen Erwin recited the sacred oath with a composed tone during the coronation. Suddenly, the baby in her arms let out a small coo. The queen, who had been focused all along, turned her head with a somewhat helpless expression upon hearing that small sound.

The Duke, who took the baby out of the stroller and lifted him into his arms, was seen whispering something in the baby’s ear.
The sight of a man soothing a baby seemed more skilled than mining in the northern mines, and it brought a subtle smile not only to the Queen but also to the Archbishop’s lips.

“…I will exercise the granted royal authority with law, fairness, and mercy.”

Queen Erwin ascended to the throne after successfully completing the oath.

The Archbishop, who placed the king’s crown on the Queen’s head, sincerely uttered blessings.

The nobles of Ebern, who had been absorbed into the Barkra hierarchy and returned, expressed their loyalty to the newly crowned Queen.

It was a moment when the seemingly broken history of the Kingdom of Ebern was now being continued anew.

In front of a burning fireplace exuding a suitable warmth, a large one-person sofa with armrests was placed.

Having just finished bathing together, Skaha, leaning against Kasar’s knees, blinked her eyes slowly with a languid expression.

“Shall I put her to sleep, Erwin?”

“Um… No, it’s just that I feel relaxed. I’m not sleepy….”

No, not really.

After being held a few times in the bathroom, Skaha, almost half asleep, insisted on being embraced by the fireplace, ignoring Kasar’s attempt to put her on the bed after bathing.

“Shall we finish what we started?”

“I’m fine now… It’s just too exhausting.”

Skaha, leaning against Kasar’s shoulders with her cheek against him, pouted with a grumble.

“I’ve been moving, and you bathed me… Why.”

“W-Well, but…!”

As they talked, Skaha, who had woken up, raised her head and wrapped her arms around Kasar’s waist.

“I’ll exercise… But lately, I’ve been exercising in between my busy schedule… You’re just… excessively healthy… Bathing three times…! Where’s the sense in that…!”