<h4>Chapter 173: A Lady of a Certain Viscount''s House</h4>
<i>Tranted by AmaLynne </i>
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In a room of a certain viscount’s residence in the capital city of the Sky Kingdom, a woman in her mid-forties was staring intently at a newspaper.
The woman, with lustrous ck hair, sat in a chair,pletely absorbed in reading the articles.
Though the cup of tea ced nearby had long gone cold, she hadn’t taken a sip, engrossed in the newspaper.
The articles she was reading were about Samuel Scheidt, the topic of conversation in the capital these days.
The youngest Court Wizard and holder of the title of the Sky Kingdom’s strongest wizard.
Engaged to the First Princess of the Sky Kingdom, Ste Isle Sky, and the daughter of Count Walker, Liselotte Walker. He was also the dual-wielding swordsman who even married that troublemaker, Günther Ignatz.
Knowing that the content of the articles referred to his twisted inclinations at such a young age, it was evident that what thedy was reading was amon gossip article.
However, she neither found the articles about Sam amusing nor became angry at the lies and exaggerations. She simply kept on reading the articles monotonously.
On thedy’s desk were several clippings from newspapers.
She was collecting anything and everything rted to Samuel Scheidt.
“Sam…”
Thedy called the name of the young Court Wizard.
Her expression was on the verge of tears.
“Just once, even if it’s just once, I want to see you grown up with my own eyes… but I don’t have the right to do that.”
Finally, arge teardrop fell from her eyes, dampening the newspaper.
“Oh dear, I can’t believe I’m crying.”
She wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and took a sip of the cold tea to calm herself.
Having regained herposure, thedy prepared a letter opener, then cut out the article about Sam from the newspaper.
After sessfully clipping the article, she ced it on the table. Just then, a knocking sound came from the door.
“Pleasee in.”
“Hey there, how are you feeling?”
Appearing was a man of around the same age as thedy.
With xen hair flowing behind him and his appearance refined, he wore an air of elegance.
He looked at thedy with an expression of concern and inquired.
“Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for worrying.”
“rice was worried too. Oh, were you reading the newspaper again?”
“I’m sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologize. I’m just worried because you caught a cold. I wish you’d at least rest, even if it’s in bed.”
The two had a marital rtionship. And they also had a young daughter they were raising happily.
They were living a happy life.
But no matter what, thoughts of Sam wouldn’t leave thedy’s mind.
“If it’s all right with you, I can ask Count Walker to do something for me, you know?”
At her husband’s suggestion, thedy wore a troubled expression.
This exchange wasn’t something new for today.
While she had the means to meet Sam just once, she still couldn’t do so despite yearning to.
Conflicting emotions of wanting to see him and not being able to see him were battling within her.
“You don’t need to worry about me or rice. For you, he’s an irreceable existence, isn’t he?”
“…”
Seeing his wife fall silent, the husband called out her name in a concerned voice.
“Mnie.”
Thedy could only look apologetic.
“Listen, I’ve said this many times. Wanting to see your son is a natural feeling as a mother. If you exin the circumstances, I’m sure he’ll ept you.”
“…You.”
“rice would probably be delighted too if she knew he was her big brother.”
“Are you really, truly okay with this?”
In response to thedy’s question, her husband nodded.
“Of course. Your happiness is my happiness too.”
With kindness and empathy, her husband directed a smile toward her.
“When you’re ready, let me know. We can talk to the Count anytime.”
“Thank you, my love.”
The woman, Mnie, conveyed her gratitude to her beloved husband.
And as her husband left the room, she once again lowered her gaze to the newspaper article.
“Do I have the right to meet you, Sam?”
She whispered these words, brimming with sorrow.