<h4>Chapter 448: The Emperor’s Daughter 448</h4>


    During my stay in Bureti, I didn’t do anything remotely fun. It was supposed to be a ce I just wanted to pass by, but rtives whom I didn’t even know existed wanted to meet me and made sure that I remembered them in the future.


    At first nce, I even had the thought of wanting to live in Bureti for theing time, but when I heard the news that Caitel had been readying to invade the North, I decided to return back.


    It was probably due to me knowing his nature; I knew that he woulde to destroy Bureti in no time. Of course, seeing dad’s face after such a long time made me scared.


    Before I left, I had to give them my farewells and thanks.


    “I’ll get going now.”


    “Don’t forget us. You are our pride, our princess.”


    My grandfather, who was there to see me off, seemed upset and couldn’t let go of my hand. My aunt, on the other hand, was busy with public affairs.


    It was regrettable, but I was feeling alright.


    I smiled. I knew how my grandfather was feeling.


    There was onest thing that I had to give him before leaving. I took it off my neck and ced it in my grandfather’s warm hand.


    “This one. Since this is very important, I will return it to you, the rightful one.”


    “Please don’t do that.”


    I couldn’t hold onto it after knowing that it was the relic of a country, but my grandfather refused it take it back.


    “This was thest gift I gave to my sweet daughter before she left for this country. If this were mine, I would also give this to my kid, along with my blessing.”


    When he put it like that, I couldn’t say no. I was forced to ept my mom’s ne once again.


    Grandfather, who passed it to my hand, smiled brightly.


    “Maybe one day, some time, the blessing in this gem will bring a miracle for you.”


    “A miracle?”


    “Yes.”


    I didn’t know what to say.


    Well, actually, the only reason I wanted to keep it with me was that it was the only memento that I got from my mother.


    “Can Ie again?”


    At my shy and indecisive question, my grandfather smiled.


    “Anytime you want to.”


    Myst embrace from my grandfather was warm.


    “Thisnd will always wee you, my dear child.”