But it is obvious that what everyone cares about is not the status of Kamago no haha as the official wife, but the child in her womb who is highly anticipated.,The maple leaves in November burned like fire, a crimson so intense it was almost painful, much like the blood-stained gown of Lady Kamo.,Kamo Kaede couldn't think too much. The fishy, rancid taste of goat milk filled her palate, and she was force-fed half a bottle of powdered milk by the maids.。