Halfway up a hill outside Port Barry, William finally saw the hazy but familiar place of his dreams, and he could be sure that this was the burial place of his father, Robert.

Resisting the excitement in his heart, William personally picked up the shovel and removed the thin layer of sand on Robert's coffin with Faller and other personal guards, and the huge and simple oak coffin was gradually revealed.

Finally saw his father, who had been thinking about him day and night, William couldn't help but run forward, threw himself on his father Robert's coffin, his eyes widened, he opened his hands, and carefully brushed away the sand on the coffin one by one, although William had already been mentally prepared for his father's death, but when he really saw Robert's coffin, he still couldn't help but want to cry.

"Your Highness William, please don't be sad! The top priority is to transport the Duke's coffin back to Normandy, and not let the Lord's coffin continue to stay in this chaotic land! Emma put her arms around William's shoulders and whispered comfort.

"You're right, Emma, but I lost my temper just now." William wiped the tears from his eyes, turned to Emma and said, "Thank you for your comfort, as a son, I really can't let my father stay here." ”

Wielding away the sadness in his heart, William immediately ordered Faller and others to load Robert's coffin onto the best four-wheeled wagon, while William himself abandoned his mount and walked back north with Robert's rolling logs.

Nothing was more important to William these days than escorting Robert back to Normandy.

As William's closest person, Robert accompanied William for six years, from the helplessness of the Middle Ages, to being moved by Robert's deep fatherly love, working hard for the family and his father, until the final sad parting, William's feelings for Robert are deep beyond any words.

The scenes that used to accompany Robert are still visible, but now William can only face his father who has fallen into eternal sleep in vain.

Grief struck, William, who did not cry in front of everyone, cried quietly when no one was paying attention, and he still could not let go of the death of his father Robert.

Putting away his sad face, William still behaved so strong and brave in front of everyone, not hit by any blows and difficulties, only the attentive Emma and Faller noticed the sadness in William's eyes.

Faller didn't find a good way to comfort William, so he had to pretend to be ugly, trying to amuse William with his ugliness, so that William could feel better.

Seeing Faller's care and efforts, William, who couldn't bear to let him continue to embarrass himself, stepped forward to stop him and said, "Faller, don't do this, I know you care about me, but that's enough." ”

"Nope! Young Master William, as long as the grief remains in your heart, I will continue to do so. Faller shook his head stubbornly and said.

"I know your loyalty, I am deeply touched by what you have done, and as a member of the House of Normandy, the heir of Robert, I will not be so weak.

So trust me to take up my heart and take on the responsibility of carrying forward the Normandy family! William looked at Faller and said with a solemn face.

"I believe you, Your Highness William, that I will not do these things again." A smile broke into Faller's face and he nodded.

Watching Faller leave, not far away Emma came over again, as an eighteen-year-old girl who was more than William, Emma comforted William with the gentleness peculiar to women, only to see her come to William's side, put her hands around William's shoulders, and her left hand held William's head, letting him lean on her majestic bosom but not say anything.

Emma knew that William was a strong and brave man, he was not as fragile as other peers, but after the loss of his father, even the strongest people would have moments of vulnerability, but as a proud nobleman, William would not show this weakness in front of anyone.

As a woman, Emma knew that no words could break his heart, so she had to comfort William with her tenderness and heart, melt the ice in his heart, and soothe the pain in his heart.

Leaning against Emma's soft chest, William didn't mean anything to show it, just closed his eyes tightly to feel the tenderness, and listened intently to the sound of her heartbeat.

At this moment, William seemed to return to his childhood, enjoying the warmth of women, and the memories of his mother kept coming to his mind, although these memories were very far apart, but this did not prevent William from practicing the figures of Emma and his mother Arlett.

Speaking of William's mother, Arlett, when William was two years old, Robert married her to a woman named Hao Luan. Morality. The knights of Contwell, William's family has been concerned about the life of his mother Arlett for several years.

Over the years, William's mother, Arlett, brought William two more half-brothers, Otto and Robert, and a younger sister, Emma.

Although William knew that his mother missed William very much, due to the pressure of the nobles around him, William never took her to his side to take good care of her.

In addition to giving his mother Arlett the best care, William also took his brothers Otto and Robert to his side and arranged for them to study at the Knight Academy, so that William could entrust them with important responsibilities when they entered the army or government in the future.

As for William's sister Emma, William betrothed her to his good partner Phalle, and although they were more than seven or eight years apart, it was not a problem, and with William's value of Phalle, her marriage would be happy and happy.

After receiving some comfort from Emma, William broke free from Emma's embrace, and the whole person felt much more relaxed, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Your Highness William, I didn't expect you to like it so much..."Emma pointed to her magnificent bosom and said in a tone of laughter, "You have been with me for almost an hour, and you are always welcome to come to me if you need it!" Hee-hee. ”

"Okay Emma, I've felt a lot better these days to have your comfort, thank you!" William did not respond to Emma's teasing, but thanked Emma instead.

Looking at William's calm appearance, Emma's cheeks flushed for no reason, and she looked at William with a pair of wonderful eyes.

No matter how much she convinces herself in her heart that William is just a ten-year-old boy, William's mature temperament and demeanor make Emma can't help but treat him as an adult, and Emma has to face it squarely, and she can't cut it off.