Her words made myself ponder. Aware that no such conversation would be possible with the Sylfinnier's duchess. I had made clear back in the palace and again at our home… that I considered myself motherless. For a moment, the former duchess's interest moved myself slightly. Perhaps I had been hiding it in a corner of my conscience… but her offer felt tempting.
Just as she had mentioned when it came to herself and Clemente, I could not have a woman's conversation with my dear Father about this courting like the one I would with a mother. Even in my past life… the sole woman I could have had these kinds of conversations would not have been my mother but granny Martha, haha…
And so, as I contemplated, my hands did on their own accord as if saying there was only one way to reply.
[ I would also like to talk about these matters with you, your great Grace. I would appreciate it for in truth, it is difficult for myself to converse with my own mother. ]
"… My… is that how it is?"
