“I met you once at a jewelry store in the south, My Lady.”
Elena found herself knee-deep in work, not only because of the wedding preparations, but in finalizing the all documents for House Blaise. Once Elena was married, the management of the household would fall to Mirabelle. Although Elena started preparing advance, she became very nervous once the wedding date was set. She wanted to solve every singular issue so Mirabelle could smoothly take over without any difficulty, and naturally Elena was driven to overwork herself. As always, she was at a desk approving some documents when–
Tak tak–
There was a faint sound ing from the window. When Elena turned, she saw a face she didn’t expect.
It was Kuhn. He entered the room with his usual dry expression. She never would have guessed he was injured from his present appearance. His movements seemed slightly awkward as if he hadn’t fully recovered yet, but he looked healthy enough.
She nearly asked if he was alright, but she remembered that she was not supposed to know he was hurt. Elena looked at him innocently.
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