Chapter 352. Repentance Is Bitter (1)
Translator: Aura / Editor: SaWarren
The box Heinley chose contained the sexy underwear. I had hesitated to put it among the gifts, but in the end I was swayed by desire. Since Heinley is a naughty eagle I thought he would like it too, so I partly did it for fun.
However, I had put it on the bottom as it would be less likely that he would choose it. When he chose that box, I regretted my folly.
“My Queen?”
“Heinley, choose another one.”
“Huh? You told to choose any...”
“I just realized I made a mistake. This is not a gift for you.”
“What? Then who’s it for?”
“It’s, it’s for Viscount Langdel.”
Heinley had an expression that he didn’t believe in the least. It was understandable. He couldn’t believe that I had put a gift for Viscount Langdel next to his birthday gifts. It was an absurd excuse.
I’m sorry, Viscount Langdel.
In any case, I hurriedly snatched the box from him, shoved it under the bed and said again,
“Choose another one.”
At tis like this, I was glad that my expression was impassive. It was impossible to tell that I was embarrassed.
“Are you going to take away the next gift box I choose?”
“No. I definitely won’t do it again.”
Heinley looked at with dubious eyes for a mont, but chose another gift box. It was a beautiful shiny gift box wrapped in gold and silver paper... but how did he manage to choose this one too.
This was McKenna’s recomnded gift. Do the Heinley dance with him!
No, I don’t bla Heinley. I was foolish to agree to what McKenna said even though it seed crazy to .
Inwardly, I reproached myself. Heinley is a funny man with a great sense of humor, so I wanted to match him. But why did I try to do it now even though I knew I wasn’t good at jokes?
In fact, what I had in mind was for Heinley to first choose a ‘normal’ gift, then I would tell him that he could keep the others as well.
In that way, I expected Heinley to say, ‘My Queen, you have a great sense of humor!’ However....
“Hmm. My Queen, did I choose wrong?”
While I was deep in thought, Heinley took out of the gift box the drawing of a human form doing dance steps and asked sadly,
“Is this the losing gift?”
I guess he asks because it’s not a good drawing. It’s a drawing I did roughly to represent the ‘dance’.
It seems that wasn’t a good idea.
“I drew it.”
“Oh, My Queen! You are very creative with your drawings! In about 300 years, this drawing will be recognized as a work of art!”
“... I know I don’t draw well. You can choose another gift box—”
“I don’t want to.”
“Give it to anyway. I’ll give you the first gift you chose.”
I snatched the drawing from him, took out the box I had put under the bed and handed it to him.
“I wonder what’s in here.”
Heinley muttered. He seed to be very curious about the first gift he had chosen, so he hurried to open the box.
Imdiately a gasp was heard.
“My Queen. Did you want to give this to Viscount Langdel?”
Heinley seed to get it, so he didn’t stop teasing no matter how many tis I said otherwise, “Why this gift?”, Viscount Langdel likes this?”, “Why did you put a gift for Viscount Langdel with my gifts, My Queen?”, “Besides, what did that drawing an, My Queen?”
Only when the wine glass in my hand began to freeze did Heinley shut his mouth.
What I had in mind didn’t work, so now that Heinley had chosen the two gifts I had prepared as a joke, I gave him all the others.
I also realized that this kind of prank could not be made by just anyone. When a person as rigid as tried to make a prank, I ended up becoming the butt of it...
After we spent almost two hours opening the other gifts while laughing, I finally talked about the Whitemond issue,
“Heinley, I have sothing important to tell you about Whitemond.”
“My Queen. That’s not a pleasant subject.”
“I must tell you while my mories still remain clear.”
I patted the back of Heinley’s hand because he kept stroking my toes as if he wanted to have a little more fun. After he sat up straight, I told him about what happened in the hall.
I told him about what the special ambassador asked to do, the gift he gave , and the advice I gave him.
Heinley listened to with a serious expression. Then he asked as soon as I finished speaking,
“How would My Queen like this to be resolved?”
“I don’t want war either.”
“My Queen is a pacifist?”
“It would be foolish to promote peace unconditionally. But I think it is better to avoid war as much as possible if there is no clear justification or rationale. It is not right to drag countless people to their deaths just for a small gain.”
“The Western Empire is powerful, My Queen. It would not be a problem to forcibly take control of the port of Whitemond.”
“After we proclaid ourselves an Empire, Whitemond is not the only nearby country that looks at us warily, Heinley. If we attack Whitemond for imdiate gain, all other countries would distrust the Western Empire and try to keep their distance. They could also join forces with the Eastern Empire in the event of a war.”
Heinley nodded repeatedly as he listened to . From his expression, he seed to seriously ponder my point of view.
“I’m not saying this because of the gift of the two ships.”
“Huh? Ships? The gift was two ships?”
“A rchant ship and a warship.”
In fact, it was the first ti that I received ships as a gift.
“Would you like to show them to you?”
Since Heinley was interested, I quickly went for the envelope given to by the special ambassador and handed the paintings of the ships to Heinley.
“What do you think?”
Heinley was taken aback for a mont.
Uh... Does it look like he wants them?
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