Enna Clark had no idea what had happened in Yluria Country.
She was toiling away for Baron Lawrence's birthday present.
Outside the study, the Housekeeper occasionally glanced at the hale old man standing there, hesitating to speak.
While the person inside was busy as a beehive, those outside merely stood there quietly watching, neither interrupting nor showing any intention of leaving.
After who knows how long of standing by his side, the old man, as straight as a pine tree by the door, finally withdrew his gaze. Leaning on his cane, he spoke in a faded voice, "Let's go."
He walked ahead while the Housekeeper silently followed behind, observing quietly.
Not until they were outside the study did the Housekeeper tentatively speak, "Old Lord, do you like the thousand paper cranes? Shall I ask Ms. Clark to make some for you?"
