I Will Try to Save My Dad - Chapter 191

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Special Side Story 5

It was surprisingly Emperor Igselona who leaped with joy at the news of the Twins’ birth.
“What wonderful tidings!”
In a way, it was only natural. The Emperor had suffered from a complex about succession for over a decade before making Theon the Crown Prince.
The birth of the Twins was proof that the bloodline of the Igselona Royal Family remained strong.
“The prosperity of the Empire shall continue long through my grandchildren and their descendants! To commemorate this joyous day, I shall declare today—the birthday of my grandchildren—as an Imperial Holiday.”
From that day forward, Berry and the Twins were placed under excessive protection. It was by the Emperor’s decree.

Six months later.
Two magnificent carriages bearing the eagle insignia entered the Imperial Palace in procession.
They were from the Trabel Family. The carriages came to a halt before the Crown Prince’s Palace.
The carriage door opened, and Count Trabel descended with dignified bearing, leaning upon his walking stick.
“Tch.”
A flicker of displeasure crossed Laksek’s golden eyes as he gazed upon the Crown Prince’s Palace.
At that moment, Reytan Quartz Trabel emerged from the carriage that had stopped alongside.
“I never thought I would see my great-grandchildren so late in coming.”
“I share your sentiment entirely.”
For once, Reytan Quartz Trabel agreed with Laksek.
He too harbored considerable resentment toward the Emperor’s unilateral decree.
Newborns were vulnerable to external influences—that much was understandable—but forbidding him from seeing his own daughter seemed excessive.
Yet despite the Trabel Family’s formal objections, the response came back: “No visits permitted for the Crown Princess’s health recovery.” There was no way to voice stronger opposition.
In the end, I could only wait, my heart gnawing with impatience, until visiting permission was granted.
“You saw that boy when he was born. I didn’t even get that much.”
“Father, you say that every time. How am I to blame for what you missed?”
“Now that you’ve become a grandfather, you’re trying to match wits with your own father. Pathetic.”
“I’m telling you, I still haven’t adjusted to it. Uncle becoming a grandfather…”
Calips, who had traveled in the same carriage as Reytan Quartz Trabel, interjected into the conversation.
Though it had been revealed that Brown Quartz was Berry’s biological father, no one contradicted the fact that Reytan Quartz Trabel was her father.
In fact, denying it would have seemed stranger.
Reytan Quartz Trabel—who at the most glorious moment of his life had abandoned all honor, wealth, and power to depart for the sake of a newborn daughter.
He was undoubtedly the Crown Princess’s father.
“Where else would you find such a refined grandfather? Ah, don’t move the luggage yet—bring it along as we go. It’ll feel more like a gift that way.”
Calips commanded the servants who were attempting to unload the luggage from the carriage and carry it into the palace. The gifts brought from the Trabel Estate required more hands than a full line of attendants could provide.
With each gift counted, Calips’s shoulders rose higher. It had been so long since he’d gotten to play the role of an older cousin.
“Shall we go? Grandfather, Uncle.”
An excited Calips took the lead. Laksek was flabbergasted, and Reytan Quartz Trabel let out a faint chuckle, yet both followed without protest.
They were eager to see Berry as soon as possible.

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Meanwhile, Berry and Theon found themselves consumed by the endless cycle of childcare and duties.
When the twins were newborns, things had been easier. The nursemaid handled most of their sleeping hours, and Berry could manage with less than half her usual workload under the guise of postpartum recovery.
But around thirty days after birth, the children began to need their parents’ hands more than the nursemaid’s. Emotional bonding with parents was essential—a point on which both Theon and Berry agreed entirely.
Yet there remained the practical matter of physical exhaustion.
No matter how much Berry reduced her workload, the sheer volume of documents requiring her attention matched Baron Oldman’s staggering wealth, while Theon’s schedule overflowed with duties befitting his future role as Emperor.
And then there was the Twins themselves—now sitting up and rolling over.
“Wow.”
Berry, shaking a rattle for her daughter Tia cradled in her arms, let out a soft exclamation without thinking.
This was exhausting beyond measure.
It felt as though her stamina was being drained in real time.
Fuss.
The moment the rattle stopped, Tia voiced her displeasure. Berry’s hand moved instinctively.
“Right, yes. Mommy will keep shaking it for you…!”
“Gya.”
Beside her, Milo, cradled in Theon’s arms, was fussing to go to his mother. But he couldn’t escape his father’s firm embrace.
Theon spoke to his son with resolve.
“No. Mommy is tired.”
“Uh.”
Tia and Milo.
Both children bore equal traces of Berry and Theon, their features distinctly defined. Rumors circulated that the Crown Princess had given birth to angels—such was their loveliness.
Their black hair held an enigmatic luster as if infused with sunlight, while their dark eyes bore mysterious golden-hued patterns that made the Twins appear as noble bloodlines incarnate.
Not that it mattered to Berry and Theon—these children were as precious as life itself.
Berry rested her head against the sofa’s backrest and turned to Theon.
“How on earth did Father manage to raise me?”
No matter how she thought about it, there was no way a man in his early twenties could have done it alone.
She felt a surge of respect for Reytan Quartz Trabel.
“Hm?”
Berry’s eyes widened at the sound from the door.
“They’re here.”
The family members scheduled to visit today had arrived.
Berry thought of her father, whom she hadn’t seen in ages, and broke into a delighted smile before composing herself.
“What do I look like?”
The Attendant opened the door, and the first face to appear was Calips.
A sarcastic greeting after half a year apart—so like Calips.
‘But he came anyway.’
Berry waved the hand holding the rattle toward Calips as he walked toward the sofa.
“You made it?”
“Hey, …are you alright? Your Highness, Crown Prince.”
“Yes. It’s been a while.”
“Yes. I was delayed washing my hands before coming in. Uncle said I must wash my hands before seeing the children.”
Calips proudly displayed his clean hands to Theon, then casually addressed Berry.
“Did you see it?”
“See what?”
“That.”
Calips tilted his head. The attendants were bringing elaborately wrapped packages into the room.
“Gifts.”
Satisfied with the effect, Calips walked toward the attendant holding the largest gift, complaining that the ribbon was crooked.
Reytan then entered the room with Laksek.
“Father! Grandfather! You’ve arrived!”
“Master, Count Trabel. Welcome.”
“You two. The culprits who’ve been troubling my daughter and son-in-law.”
A smile bloomed across Reytan’s lips as he skillfully took Tia from Berry’s arms.
“Bu….”
Tia gazed at Reytan with wide, observant eyes, and then burst into laughter.
“You seem to like me.”
Laksek stood awkwardly beside them. It was rare in his lifetime to be so close to a small child, and the last child he had held was Yosel—a full forty-six years ago.
“Please, hold him.”
Theon, unaware of Laksek’s circumstances, placed Milo into his arms.
And in that first moment when Count Trabel met his great-grandson.
“Waaahhhhh!”
“….”
The great-grandson burst into tears before Count Trabel’s legendary three-second golden-eyed rule could take hold. Holding his wailing great-grandson, Count Trabel’s eyes finally sought out his granddaughter.
“B-Berry.”
At his flustered state, the entire family erupted in laughter.

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That evening.
Berry and Theon, having spent time with family for the first time in ages, entrusted the children to their nanny and carved out a brief moment alone together.
The Balcony was pleasantly cool.
They sat side by side on the outdoor sofa, and before them stretched a magnificent sunset painted by the descending sun over the Imperial Palace Forest.
Theon gazed at Berry, quietly taking in her profile bathed in the golden light, and found himself murmuring without thought.
“Beautiful.”
At those words, Berry turned her head to face him. Meeting his eyes, she returned the same sentiment.
“You are.”
They exchanged gentle smiles and, without speaking, clasped hands while watching the sunset together.
It felt as though days like this would continue until the very end—today, tomorrow, and all the days beyond.

【 THE END 】

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