She had been a child like sunshine. The whole family cherished her dearly. Leonhardt walked past the gravestone. The rear gate of the garden came into view. The iron-barred gate, entwined with rose vines, was tightly shut, bound with rusted chains. That back gate led to the birch forest. It used to always be open. The birch forest, ten...
She had been a child like sunshine. The whole family cherished her dearly. Leonhardt walked past the gravestone. The rear gate of the garden came into view. The iron-barred gate, entwined with rose vines, was tightly shut, bound with rusted chains. That back gate led to the birch forest. It used to always be open. The birch forest, tended by the family for generations, was a safe and beautiful place. But ever since Lilietta’s bloodstained dress hem was found in that forest, the Duke had personally chained the gate. Leonhardt remembered clearly what the birch forest had been like. There were no dangerous beasts. Deer and rabbits roamed freely, birds chirped all around. If you followed the trail through the woods, you’d reach a small lake. He used to take his little sister by the hand and wa
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