“To His Grace, the Archduke,
I trust this letter finds you in good health. I pen these words with a heavy heart, burdened by the weight of the news I must share. I have a son, Kai, who has been living under my care, but he is not of my blood.
Seventeen years ago, on a day that started like any other, my husband and I were startled by the sound of a baby's cry echoing from the forest behind our house. We followed the sound and found a newborn child, injured and bleeding, lying in a basket. The sight of his tiny form, so vulnerable and alone, stirred a protective instinct within us.
Nearby, we discovered the corpse of a demon. The presence of such a creature so close to the child filled us with dread. My husband searched the area for any other threats while I tended to the child's wounds. Despite our efforts, the child remained unconscious for three days. During those sleepless nights, we were tormented by questions. Why was a demon near a child? Who could have left him there?
On the third day, news reached us about the kidnapping of your child. We had considered the possibility that the child we found could be yours, but we weren't certain until I examined a pendant that was with the child. Carved on the back of the pendant was the symbol of your household.
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The realization filled us with joy, but also fear. We had heard about the attack on the empire by the demon army and the devastation it caused. We feared for the child's safety. After much thought, we made a decision that would change our lives forever. We decided to raise him as our own, not for any reward, but to keep him safe from those who might harm him.
As you read this letter, I implore you to go to our village and take care of him. He is alone now. His injuries from childhood have left him unable to walk or talk. The thought of his life, so full of challenges, brings a lump to my throat and a sting to my eyes.
We seek not your forgiveness, but your understanding. Please give him the love and care he deserves.
Sincerely,
Emily Klein”
As the Archduchess read the letter, tears formed in her eyes. Silence befalls as she cried silently. The Archduke came up, comforting her. “Let’s go.” He said, when she looked at him. “Let’s bring our son back home…”
The Archduchess nodded, while she sobbed. The Archduke looked towards the butler, “Ainz, prepare our carriage. We are going to Willowshade, now!” He had a serious look on his face, with mixed emotions to which the butler replied, “Yes, my lord.”