Ronan had tried it when he was eighteen years old. He was about to be crowned as a king to replace his father. He wanted his great-grandmother to join him in celebrating it, but his invitation was rejected. Ronan even braced himself to visit Grandmother Bertha's manor.
Just as he was at the gate, he was chased away and forbidden to take even one step closer. Since then, Ronan had made no more attempts to invite or visit his great-grandfather's younger sister again.
However, this time, he had no other choice. He had to meet Grandmother Bertha to ask for many things. Grandmother Bertha might not have been a living witness as to why Northendell could be like this, but she must have had memories of King Theodore, or maybe she had heard of some names that were never mentioned in history.
Ronan looked even more serious. He glanced at Arielle who was sleeping behind Priest Elis's and Priest Louise's back and looked back at the two men in front of him.
