“From the start, it was a bond that couldn’t be fulfilled—between me and Mustaine… Neither of us could abandon, nor overcome, our roots.”
The instant she saw the pearl earrings pulled from Hwanghon’s inventory, Madam Lambert burst into tears.
Oh Lord. She crossed herself over and over in thanks.
She must have suffered quite a lot; listening to her, it made sense.
“On the day we parted, I wish we hadn’t made that one promise…
Even if we couldn’t be engaged, let’s regard only each other as lovers for the rest of our lives, and never be anyone else’s wife… or husband.
“As long as our hearts do not change, forever. That’s what we promised.”
With a faraway look, Madam Lambert fiddled with the pearl earrings.
“These are the tokens. ‘Pearl’ was the pet name he called me. Even if we couldn’t meet, we could still see each other through news or articles. He had a ring, and I had earrings. By always wearing them, we confirmed each other’s hearts.”
But unlike the strength of the royal…