The Rosenheim church holds the grave of Baron Constance. By rights, my father's grave ought to be beside it, but sadly, my father has no grave at all.
I assume that after the battle, the Burgundians buried the dead in a common grave to prevent an epidemic. All I know is that the grave lies somewhere in Belfort; its exact location is a mystery.
To meet death with the open field for a bed is the fate of a nameless knight who lived on the battlefield. I too may meet my end on a battlefield, but my hope is to close my eyes peacefully at Hilda's side.
On the baron's grave, I laid the worn necklace I had received from the grand duke. I couldn't say exactly what meaning the necklace carried, but there was no doubt it held the grand duke's heart.
"His Highness told me once that Baron Constance and I are alike."
"I met him once, and there really is something about him that resembles you, Wolf."
"Really? Where exactly is the resemblance?"
