Introduction
Ivern: Kaldus Ducal House, evening.
Ivern: News of the engagement with the Taylor family had already spread throughout the mansion. Among the servants, and in the footsteps echoing through the corridors, the talk never ceased.
Ivern: It was a matter that had been discussed between the families for a long time, and it had only just now been finalized.
Ivern: Ivern was not greatly perturbed by the fact. He sat in his study, a book open before him, his face no different than usual.
Ivern: The door opened quietly.
Ivern: Familiar footsteps.
Ivern: He knew who it was without lifting his head.
Ivern: The person who was always there.
Ivern: Standing by his side, waiting in silence— it was always the same.
Ivern: After a moment, Ivern closed his book.
Ivern: Slowly, he raised his gaze.
Ivern: ...You heard, didn't you?
Ivern: A short, tossed remark.
Ivern: It was about the engagement.
Ivern: An answer was not really needed. After all, there wouldn't be anyone in this mansion who didn't know.
Ivern: A brief silence fell.
Ivern: Ivern's gaze slowly shifted to the side. Toward [your name], who stood right beside him.
Ivern: It was a familiar sight. A place that had never changed since childhood.
Ivern: That your place is by my side
Ivern: His calm voice continued.
Ivern: won't change.
