I Became the Childhood Friend of the Northern Duchess

y on the terrace.”

“What? Terrace?”

What terrace? Did she go out to see the garden?

When Edgar blinked his eyes like a carp at the unexpected answer, Helena tapped him on the shoulder with an mysterious smile.

Then she slighy bent down and whispered in a hushed tone as if afraid of someone eavesdropping.

“Do you know where you can see from the terrace?”

“Isn’t it just a garden?”

In the first place, the terrace was built to see the entire site, including the garden.
It was such a natural answer.

Helena, laughed just like Sheffy did at his words and suddenly looked at the end of the hallway and whispered again.

“Anything else?”

“Oh… I don’t know.”

What is this? Riddles?

Edgar tilted his head when he couldn’t come up with a proper answer.

Then Helena, who straighten her body, winked and gave him the last hint.

“When Ariel comes, ask her where she’s been.
Then you’ll know.”

“Ok…”

Didn’t you just say Ariel went to the terrace?

In any case, there was nothing to lose by listening to Helena, so, there was some doubts left, but Edgar decided to just listen to her.

Looking at the back of Helena, who was about to disappear after throwing him the last clue, Edgar called her urgently.

“Mmm, Mrs.
Helena!”

“Huh? Do you have any thing left?”

“Yes, if you don’t mind… Can you tell me what the is story of the star is?”

“Story of the Star? Did you hear it from Ariel?”

When Edgar nodded silently, Helena looked like, ‘What are you talking about, boy?’

At least it was a reproachful look that he hadn’t ever seen on Helena Robeheim, whom he remembered.

That expression somewhat resembles the one Ariel had put on when she had confronted the stranger boy yesterday.

“Haha,I can’t tell you that with my own mouth.
It’s a story that’s been handed down from generation to generation in our family.
I can only tell it to two people for the rest of my life.”

“Only two people?”

“Yes.”

Why only two? What kind of a great story could it be?

It is said that it is a story that has been handed down from generation to generation in the house, so became very curious to the story that sounded legendary.

“Do you mean the Robeheim family?”

“Uh-huh.
I mean my original family.”

“Then did Mrs.
Helena also tell Ariel and someone else?”

“That’s right.’

Who is that another person? If they’re that precious, then the persom should be at least related or lovers.

He had a headache, thus Edgar decided not to think anymore.

Since Ariel used the expression ‘not yet’, he might hear it someday.

“Thank you, ma’am.
If I have a chance later, I will hear it from Ariel.”

“Oh, my.”

“……?”

When their eyes met, Helena smiled with her mouth covered at Edgar’s bold statement.

“I hope that day will come, Ed.
I’m sure Ariel is looking forward to it too.”

“Yes.”

Helena, disappeared after saying goodbye at the end of the conversation.

At the same time, he heard footsteps rushing toward the end of the hallway.

Tap, tap.

The light footsteps resemble rabbit’s rather than human’s.

Currently, there is only one person in this mansion who will make such footsteps.

There was a casual smile on Edgar’s lips.

“Ariel, where have you been?”

“Huh? Well, there… To the dining hall for a momentarily.”

“Dining hall?”

What dining hall? Wasn’t she on the terrace?

A question mark appeared over Edgar’s head as the statement that contradicted Helena’s testimony.

He seems to be wiggling his hands as if there is something that is wrong.

Besides, a childhood friend with a bad appetite went to the dining hall for a walk without any reason?

In any ways, there was a hint of suspicion.

“Wasn’t you on the terrace?””

“Terrace, terrace? Why would I?”

“Why…”

Yo! There is not any law that states someone can’t go to the terrace in the morning, is there any?

As Edgar stood blankly at the ridiculous answer, Ariel, who was watching, opened her mouth.

“What did you do this morning?”

“Me? I just did the training I always did.”

“Huh… I see.”

Why are you asking me about a routine that’s not new?

It was a very exaggerated way of speaking and acting, whether he wanted to claim that he didn’t know.

Edgar, who was questioning her, recalled a flower he saw in the garden during the training earlier and opened his mouth as a topic.

It was a flower that Ariel would like, so he should show her for atleast once.

“Come to think of it, did you see the flowers in the garden? It looked like the flower you liked.”

“Ah, the one you squatted and watched?”

“… What?”

How the hell does she know if he was squatting or standing?

The unexpected answer paralyzed Edgar’s thought circuit.

Before he could ask how she knew that, Ariel’s body stiffened.

Realizing her own mistake belatedly, she kept her silence for about three seconds, then blushed.

There was a popping sound as the heat rising from her body escaped through her head.

“I-I’m going to bed now! Good night, Ed!”

“What? Hey, normally you don’t even take a nap… wait?”

Why does she suddenly want to take a nap as if she hasn’t slept well in her entire life?

Did she had bad dreams in the morning? But she woke up earlier than usual, so there the least chance of having nightmares.

‘She probably must have seen quite a few strange things on the terrace.’

‘Does she meet any dragons there?

No, if she had seen that, she would not have lived while he was training in the garden.
(Dumb ass Edgar, garden could be seen on full view from the terrace and you were the one training in the garden.)

Edgar once again shook his head to shake out the trivial thoughts.

In the end, the story of the stars and the reason Ariel went to the terrace early in the morning remain a mystery.

It was a fruitless morning in which not a single problem was properly figured out.