* * *

After a few hours.

Violet muttered in embarrassment.

"Ah, the child is still... I guess you're still a stranger."

"......."

Violet smiled awkwardly and patted the back of the child she was holding by the nape of her neck.

The child sat on Violet's legs in the chair, hiding her face the whole time, and hugged her.

In front of Violet sat the Duke and Duchess of Aston with serious expressions on their faces, Adrian and twin brothers Luca and Lois.

All but the Duchess had pink hair resembling the Duchess.

Like a child in Violet's arms, a very coveted and pretty pink.

A little while ago, right after Violet declared shock.

The Duke of Aston immediately sent a servant to the temple to inspect it. It was Violet's job to pluck the child's hair again.

Fortunately, the child didn't even know that she was pulling out her hair as she ate the cookie and put it in her mouth.

"......."

Violet was distressed and embarrassed by this situation.

Not only the Duke and his wife but also Adrian and the younger twins.... He looked at the back of the child in Violet's arms with a very heavy burden.

Violet, who looked at the air for a moment and swallowed the burden, said, "Ouch!" said.

"You ordered the test today, so it will come out as early as tomorrow!"

The Duke of Eston shook his head.

"No, it will come out today."

"Yes?"

"I donated one billion tar to the temple."

"Yes, Yes...?"

Violet asked in surprise.

When she commissioned her examination in one day, her donation amounted to 4,000 tar.

Usually, nobles paid 2,000 tar at a time, so the amount Violet paid was also large.

'By the way, did she donate a billion?'

It was indeed an enormous amount.

'It wouldn't be strange if the results came out in 10 minutes....'

Violet stuck her tongue inside her.

After all, the Duke of Aston was the richest man on the continent, so it was worth it. A billion tar or so would be ridiculous.

Besides, she said the child she thought was dead might be alive, so what can she do?

'That's it, but it's still very inconvenient...?'

Violet didn't know what to do with the Duchess, who had been crying since she regained her consciousness.

It was because the child had been held by Violet without looking at the faces of the peasants from before.

In a few hours, it will be revealed that she is a real family... It was difficult for her to stay attached to her.

"Now, shall we come down?"

Violet tried to drop the child in her arms, but the child shouted, "No!" and cling to her.

The little boy was so strong in her hands that Violet eventually decided to just hold on to it.

Her legs are a little numb, but... hold on tight

"......."

Apparently, the child was frightened of the unfamiliar environment. Sad and pitiful, she hugged her even tighter and patted her on the back.

But in fact, the child was rolling his head as hard as he could, contemplating the future of his original work.

'What do we do?'

When he rolled his head, rational thinking was becoming impossible. Besides, I'm hungry.

It's even getting worse and worse. He didn't know that he would cry wildly like this.

It was after so little time.

"Sir Duke! A man has come from the temple!"

* * *

Perhaps it was thanks to the donation of 1 billion tar, a high-ranking priest came to the duke family with a test paper.

Perhaps it was in a hurry, the priest gasped and politely held out the examination paper.

"Children... The probability is 99.9%. Huh... Hmmm. This is enough to be considered 100%, Your Majesty."

The priest spoke very kindly to the duke checking the test strip.

The Duke of Aston confirmed the text at the bottom.

The probability of being paternity was confirmed to be 99.9%.

Just in case, the Duke and Duchess were each commissioned for their hair. All results were consistent.

There was no need to doubt anymore.

No, in fact, the Duke of Aston was convinced as soon as he saw her child's face.

Because her child's face was so much like her wife's.

"If there is anything you need to rely on us again, or if you need anything...!"

"Me!"

A high-ranking priest was talking while crawling with a bright face.

Violet raised her hand.

As people's attention gathered, Violet hesitated for a moment, then he said.

"That is... In fact, her child was injured and she called a priest to heal him, but I think she didn't heal properly. Can you take care of her child's wounds?"

The priest was startled by Violet's words.

It also meant that the priest was not doing his job properly. Or the temple sent a priest with weak healing power in the first place.

"It hurts, what do you mean?"

"Are you hurt? Where? How?"

But what surprised them more was the Duke and Duchess.

"That's actually...."

Violet began to speak slowly, then bit his mouth again. Her gaze was directed to the high priest.

She couldn't speak in front of the priest.

"Oh, yes. Then heal first...."

The priest smiled a businesslike smile. It seemed like a story that shouldn't be told.

If so, she has no choice but to heal quickly and fall out.

It was difficult if anything happened while digging into the secret of the duke, who had donated a whopping 1 billion tar.

Apparently, trust was the most important thing in the business of the temple.

"Then... Could you show me the wounds of the child?"

The priest brought her holy powers together.

She was ready to heal any wounds.

* * *

Violet managed to tear off her child, who was unwilling to fall so that he could receive her healing magic.

Thanks to her priest, the child healed all the wounds left on her body and fell asleep peacefully.

As she recalled the faint bruises on the child's body, all the people of the Aston family sighed in sorrow.

"Did anyone hit you?"

Of Adrian's twins, her older brother, Luca, scowled at her expression.

"Yeah. The two of us fighting are more serious than the wounds."

In response to Lois' answer, Luca nodded her head.

"But is he really my brother? He said he was dead!"

"He came back alive. Like the undead! Look what it looks like! You're just like my mom!"

"Then you are an undead baby that resembles your mother?"

Adrian said to his two younger brothers, who kept whispering, "Shh." and ordered to be quiet.

Luka and Lois grumbled, but they kept their mouths shut, just as her brother had told them.

Violet personally accompanied her maid, laid her child on the bed in Adrian's room, and gave her the pink teddy bear she had brought.

And he returned to the drawing-room.

* * *

The people of the Duke of Eston who had been waiting for Violet waited for her Violet's mouth to open.

Violet took a deep breath, and then she began a long, if short, short story.

"It is the slum where I found her child."

"A ghetto?"

Duke Aston's expression wrinkled.

"Yes. The illegal slave traders in our estate fled there. I was the only one in the capital who knew their faces well, so I was looking around the slums with the knights just in case."

Violet continued the story in a calm atmosphere.

"Then I found the boy. The pink hair and sky blue eyes reminded me of Adrian, and I looked at him for a while... She looked so much like the Duchess."

"...Why hasn't anyone found it all this time? I was in the same capital...."

When the Duke spoke as if he was disappointed, Violet answered.

"That is... His face and head were covered in black lunar water, so even if he had seen it, he would not have recognized it. And the knights and servants of the duke's family don't often go to the slums over there."

"Well, that's right...."

"And when I asked. He said that he only washed with rainwater on rainy days.... It just rained a few days ago. So I was able to find pink hair and look at the features."

"......."

"Did you wash it with rainwater?"

At Violet's words, the people of the duke's family contorted their faces in shock.

"Nonsense! Do you mean to wash your face like this while it's raining? Did you catch the rain?"

Lewis pretended to wash his face with a shocked face.

"Ugh...."

The Duchess began to sob again. It felt like her heart was falling apart.

Violet felt sorry for the sight, but closed his eyes tightly and continued the story.

"...So, we took him home."

The Duke was holding her forehead with a large hand the whole time he was listening to her, and the Duchess was crying.

Adrian also listened to Violet's story with a heavy expression on his face.

Even the faces of the twin brothers, who are usually naughty, were serious.

Violet continued his speech.

He explained the circumstances in which he found the child, the age of six he had heard directly from the child, and what he knew.

"Then what happened to the wound?"

The Duke of Aston, who had heard the story, asked.

"I don't know where the wound came from, but the maids found bruises on their body while they were washing. I called the priest to heal him, but... It looked really serious at first."

"......."

He also spoke out about the circumstances he had speculated.

"And... Just in case, I had a butler find out, and it turned out to be an illegitimate child who had been kicked out by Viscount Beryl last year."

"Then who...."

"The child's mother seems to have fled across the border, she said, with her dark pink hair and the name Rosalind."

"......!"

At those words, the Duchess, Sophia's expression distorted.

It reminded me of the face of a maid who worked in a peacock house long ago.

As soon as she gave birth to the daughter of the Duchess, she died, and after that, the maid stopped working immediately.

As Violet laid out more of the evidence she had found, her Duchess' expression darkened more and more.

When she looked into it one by one, all the circumstances were consistent.

She did not suspect anyone at the time because no one knew that the maid was pregnant.

Besides, her dead baby's hair was pink.

"I told you in advance, but if the test results are different, I'm afraid I will only hurt you... I came to the temple as soon as I got the test paper."

"Thank you, Violet."

"You saved us, Violet. My child... that child...."

At the words of the Duke and Duchess of Aston, Violet smiled shyly.

"By the way, what was the child's name? When I asked for his name, he wouldn't tell me."

"......."

"I didn't seem to get along well with Viscount Beryl. Seeing that she was kicked out in the first place... I guess she didn't even get a name there."

"Raphine, Raphine."

The Duchess said sobbing.

"Raphine... It's a pretty name."

Violet muttered and smiled.

In the meantime, when Adrian's eyes met, Violet smiled brighter.

That smile contained a warm heart that comforted her friend.

Violet hesitated and apologized.

"Adrian, I wanted to tell you in advance, but I'm sorry.... And I'm sorry I secretly pulled her hair out. Did it sting?"

"...It's okay, Violet."

Adrian smiled sweetly, as always. A warm feeling flashed in his blue eyes.