Taylor, pleased, bookmarked the book and got up as he was.

[This is the time separator]

“Father!”

“Well, are you doing well?”

Alvin Lorenson was just getting off the carriage and was receiving the luggage handed over by the coachman.

“Yes, well, soso……”

Although he said so, in fact, he didn’t know.

Taylor, holding the large bag of medicine handed over by his father, made an uncertain face.

“I’m working hard, but… Ah, you were the one who treated grandmother’s burns five years ago, right?”

“Ah, yes. I barely saved her from death. It was a blessing. Is she healthy?”

They continued their conversation as they moved toward home.

“Yes. The condition is not that bad. Considering her age, her physical condition is good. She’s generally in a good mood. Although she treats me as if she sees me for the first time every day.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes. But she does the same to the caregiver who has been with her for several years. It’s a bit strange for senility…”

Questions poured out as soon as he saw his father.

“Did grandmother ever hurt her head? The caregiver said she didn’t know. She’s been like this since I first saw her…”

“Hmm… I’ve only seen her once five years ago, so I don’t know much.”

Alvin Lorenson spoke as he entered the house with Taylor.

“There are often such cases among the elderly. Recently, there have been claims in academia that this is not just senility, but a kind of disease. Doesn’t she have a lot of nervousness or violent tendencies?”

“No, she’s not like that.”

“Then it’s rather fortunate. Be careful to lock the door and take care of her so she doesn’t run away from home.”

As he put the medicine on the table, Taylor blinked his eyes.

“She runs away from home?”

“Yes. It often happens to such patients.”

Alvin Lorenson’s words continued.

“She leaves the house without knowing what she’s doing and forgets the way home. Even the fact that she has to come back.”

Taylor’s face looked worried and vague.

Is it just senility?

Since he had never seen an elderly person over seventy except for Mrs. Hurst, it didn’t strike him.

Mrs. Hurst was much lighter than Reyna’s grandmother, who seemed to be of the same age, and was healthier than his father.

Housemaster Jim was only sixty, ten years younger than her.

The only other person of the same age as the grandmother was the duchess, who did not stay at the mansion but lived separately in a distant villa.

Eona, the grandmother, who was forgetful and frail, was Taylor’s first experience of such an elderly person.

Well, it’s rare to see an elderly person over seventy in the first place…

“……”

Thanks to Reyna who took good care of her grandmother, it should be a blessing.

While unpacking the medicine and organizing it in the cabinet according to his father’s advice, Taylor said.

“I still think I need to talk to the guardian. In case she has been injured… since when she’s been like this.”

Taylor subtly laid the groundwork to see Reyna.

“That’s right. I actually came to talk about that. Have you organized the symptoms and messages to deliver?”

“Yes. No problem.”

At the unexpectedly cool answer, Dr. Lorenson raised his eyebrows.

My child, are you an apprentice?

“……”

However, the next moment, Alvin Lorenson silently stared at his son.

The pale face of his young and clean son suddenly caught his eye.

Dr. Lorenson squinted his eyes.

“You, by any chance……”

“Yes?”

When he said that he had to be out of the mansion for a long time, he remembered the hesitating figure of his son.

Taylor responded to the question with a nonchalant air, closing the medicine cabinet.

“……Why?”

Alvin Lorenson asked.

“Do you have someone you’re seeing in the mansion?”

“No?”

The blatant immediate answer came out.

“Do you want to go first?”

“No?”

Her facial expression changed to one of surprise.

Teacher Lorenson raised his eyebrows and said,

“Why not? It’s said that Macduff, a rather decent gentleman, has a nineteenyearold daughter in his family. They seem to be interested in you.”

Taylor replied nonchalantly.

“I appreciate their interest. But aren’t noble social gatherings still banned? The noble marriage ban hasn’t been lifted yet.”

Teacher Lorenson countered.

“Once Lord Arthur finishes the reform in the capital, the ban on social gatherings and the noble marriage ban will be lifted. Everyone has already started making contacts behind the scenes. You’re at a good age for it…”

Taylor quickly interrupted.

“I have someone I like. And I won’t tell you who it is.”

“…..”

“…..”

Teacher Lorenson, who had been having a staring contest with his son, sighed as if he had somewhat expected this.

“…Is it one of the maids in the house?”

“…..”

Taylor didn’t respond.

Teacher Lorenson took off his glasses and rubbed his furrowed forehead with his fingertips.

It was clear without saying.

“To be honest, you could meet with a lady of gentry. You know that, right?”

“…..”

Taylor silently shut his mouth.

Teacher Lorenson left it at that.

His son, whose ears were turning red, looked pathetic.

No matter how welltreated a maid might be, even on this continent, a maid was just a maid.

Despite the fact that he was fond of the Julius family and didn’t have much prejudice related to status.

Marriage was a practical issue.

He was someone who could make a name in a noble family.

“…..”

Having devoted 30 years to the Julius family, built a reputation as a doctor, and built relationships with many nobles, he had even risen to a position where he could be considered a gentleman.

The fact that his son was interested in a maid was quite disappointing.

However, it was obvious who he took after.

Albin Lorenson sighed.

“…Just don’t make a scene. Bring her to see me later.”

Taylor’s eyes sparkled immediately.

“Really?”

Teacher Lorenson slapped his son’s back with a mischievous eye.

“I’m just saying I’ll take a look. It doesn’t mean I’ll approve of just anyone.”

[This is the time separator]

“How come you’re here? I thought you were going straight to the capital.”

The crown prince picked up a fork and ate the last mushroom left on Arthur’s plate.

“…..”

“…..Sorry. It looked good when Lady Rayna was eating it.”

Arthur sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

“Kyle.”

“Give me a break. I want to delay it.”

“…..”

“‘You were saved by a bastard and came back?! You should have died honorably!'”

Whoever he was imitating.

The crown prince, changing his voice and narrating like a theater play, shivered exaggeratedly, going ‘eek’.

Who could possibly talk to the crown prince like that?

“I have to see Rembrandt too. He’s here, right?”

Then he turned his gaze to Rayna.

“He’s my cousin. You know that, right? Would you like to see him together?”

“Oh, no!”

I see.

Rembrandt, the elder brother of the Crown Prince’s cousin…

For a moment, Rayna’s gaze halted somewhere.

Someone was coming up the stairs to Arthur’s private garden.

Huh?

That person…

He’s a follower of Lord Rembrandt.

He sold me the royal newsletter…

Rayna stared blankly at him.

He stared blankly at Rayna.

“Oh, sorry. Actually, I already asked him to come.”

The crown prince followed Rayna’s gaze and waved his hand when he saw him.

“Rembrandt.”

Rayna widened her eyes in surprise.

“What?!”

That man is Lord Rembrandt?!

“…..Ha.”

Arthur let out a deep sigh and rubbed his forehead.

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