Three days after the castle was destroyed..
"Oh, the capital is lively as always." Ernesto commented while looking out the carriage window.
The usual two days and one night travel to the capital took them more than three days in consideration of Ernesto's health issue.
His lower body is still paralyzed while he can now sit up and move his arms.
Ernesto was just feeling bad about losing his month of regaining his strength by simply casting a weak shield.
"Father, aren't you going to be buried by your work if you keep staying with me?" The thirteen-year-old child looked up at his father, who was sitting beside him, playing with his long silver-blonde hair.
"Damian is taking care of it." He then showed Ernesto's long braided hair that he had worked hard to braid.
"you suck at this father." Ernesto always complains about how his father fixes his hair but keeps it the way it is.
