Episode 136
Translator : Miss
Editor : Aru
Of course, it would be pretty embarrassing if it really stopped, but Ash took my lips off for a while and gave ti to breathe. I sat on the bed gasping for breath.
At this ti, I suddenly rembered sothing that I had forgotten.
Oh, that’s right. The ring and the bouquet.
I was going to give it to him ‘tada’ as soon as he ca back. As a surprise.
Ehm, he’ll be surprised, right? I looked up at Ash, rhyming for what I had prepared.
“Ash, you know…..”
Then I was at a loss for words.
Ash was throwing off his coat and unbuttoning his shirt.
“Why?”
“…….”
The words that were supposed to co out didn’t co out, but my saliva gushed over instead. The gaze was fixed on the loose end of his shirt.
“……no, nothing.”
At the sa ti as he unbuttoned his shirt, Ash kissed again.
As my body was pushed behind, I fell onto the bed in a certain order.
Ash’s act was soft but not relaxed. To no avail, my breath quickly beca rough again.
I ended up spitting my fingers through Ash’s silky hair and thinking.
If it’s okay to be a little late for the surprise.
And this is quite a later story, but in the process of catching Inner Seacort, who fled with the help of his family, I heard a mysterious story from an anonymous informant that Inner Seacort, who was caught, had no wrists on both hands as if they had been cut off.
Unfortunately, there was no way to confirm the authenticity at that ti, as Inner Seacort had already disappeared.
***
The Empire’s hustlers had no ti to rest for so ti.
This is because a series of shocking incidents never gave them any room to do so.
The beginning was that the Temple of Love had a plot to overthrow the Empire to rebuild the Holy Empire.
Then it was revealed that the Temple of Destruction was also involved, and even the third son of the Marquis of Seacort, Inner Seacort, who was revealed as a mber of the party, was reported to have planned the assassination of the Crown Prince.
At this ti, so testified about the latter news.
‘Oh, that crazy guy. I knew he was so inferior to the Crown Prince that I thought he was ntally ill.’
‘Do you know why? Because he has the sa blonde hair as His Majesty the Crown Prince.’
‘Honestly, no matter how beautiful your face is, it’s not enough to compare yourself to the Crown Prince, is it true? It’s not even funny.’
‘Because I don’t admit it that every ti I et him, he’s got ridiculously…… oh, I’ll cancel this.’
Inner Seacort was mugged, even after his death, through society.
In any case, even after the death of this person twice, the shocking news continued.
The next thing to ntion was the wedding news of the Duke of Widgreen.
Along with the Crown Prince, the Duke of Widgreen, who has always been a synonym of interest to the imperial single love for the unmarried ladies and their parents, suddenly announced his marriage without notice.
His partner is Princess Lydia Widgreen, who is known to didn’t share any single blood with him. At that ti, the family register had been arranged and she was simply Lydia.
When the news ca out, the repercussions were considerable. So bit their handkerchiefs normally, so lay classical, and others beca contemplative.
“Who the hell is that? Who’s the one that so sure said Princess Lydia would be kicked out of the family? Idiot!”
“What? Idiot? Do you think I’m the only one who thinks like that? You agreed with that too!”
“What? Why are you shouting when you didn’t do any single job well?”
“You’re the one who’s shouting first!”
“What? You? Are you crazy?”
“Yeah, I’m crazy! I’m living with this pig-like stuff with that people always laugh at ! You’re all the wrongs of my life!”
“Are you done?”
“No, I still haven’t said it all!”
“Father, Mother! Please stop! It’s embarrassing!”
Many aristocrats who believed Princess Lydia would naturally beco a broken bond after her bloodline was revealed were on fire.
They sent a mountain of congratulatory letters and gifts to Lydia, who will soon beco the Duchess of Dukedom.
However, none of them was invited or responded to the wedding.
***
“Ughh.”
As preparations for the ceremony began in earnest, the mansion has beco a battlefield.
Bessie, who was at the forefront of the battlefield in command, tapped her shoulder and made a sore voice.
However, her expression was brighter than ever.
Bessie stopped walking down the hall to take a break. The view outside the window was not bad.
Suddenly, the harsh winter had gone and spring was coming outside.
Bessie put out her head on the window. Suddenly, she felt new.
When did this happen? It was a whirlwind. Looking at the outside landscape, Bessie recalled the past.
The mansion was turned upside down after the lady proposed to the Lord and it was publicly known.
The response could be divided into three main categories.
‘Phew, now I don’t have to pretend that I don’t know anymore.’
One. The type that was quick to sense and heavy to talk about it.
‘What? Oh, my God! I never dread of it! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! But it looks good on you. Congratulations!’
Two. The one who didn’t notice but kind of adapts quickly.
The last three.
‘Trash.’
These expressions are good enough for them. Bessie narrowed her brows slightly and then opened them again. What a waste of wrinkles.
Wherever she goes, there are always humans who are jealous and so of them are overly interested in scandals.
When soone dared to make speculative gossips about the lady that she serves, Bessie handled them with her own hand.
In fact, they were really lucky to have Bessie handled with them. Since they could stay alive after leaving the mansion.
If they were caught off by His Excellency, they wouldn’t have left any bone powder.
‘Those lucky things.’
Bessie thought so and put her fingers on the window with her arms crossed. She put her chin on it.
To be abrupt, the arms are bent inward. The sa goes for knees. Human joints are made to do so. People can’t help it.
‘Of course, I’m a human being.’
So… I hope you two are happy.
She hopes the two of them who have seen each other for a long ti will be happy in the future.
Even if a small sacrifice is inevitable for that.
Bessie agonizes for a mont over a familiar face that appears out the window. She eventually shifted her steps.
“Sir Sack.”
“Oh, Bessie.”
A tall blonde on his way to the training ground looked back at Bessie’s call.
“What’s going on?”
Davery was always kind to Bessie.
Of course, many people in the mansion treat Bessie kindly.
Aside from her simple title as a maid, she influenced this mansion.
But that’s not why Davery is kind to Bessie. He did it to everyone.
It was also a great factor in his popularity. Not to ntion the young maid, servants and fellow knights generally liked Davery.
Bessie was one of the people who knew the truth better than anyone else.
Maybe that’s why. She couldn’t open her mouth easily. She thought she already made up her mind. However, the hesitation was brief. Bessie’s mouth is open.
“Sir Sack, how old are you this year?”
“I will be twenty-five after this birthday.”
His birthday was in early spring. ‘Will not be long I see’, said Bessie, who nodded, without hesitation this ti.
“Isn’t it lonely?”
“What?”
“Don’t get wrong. I’m too old to care about that but that wasn’t what I an by that.”
Bessie went on after touching his hand.
“I think it’s ti for Sir Sack to start a family.”
“……..Ah.”
Davery paused, then smiled softly. He was wondering what Bessie was going to talk about.
“I’m fine with that.”
“Listen, it’s been six years since Sir Sack ca to this mansion. Sir Sack was very young back then.”
“I wasn’t very young.”
“You were young in my eyes.”
The age difference between Bessie and Davery is over ten years old.
While Davery was silent, Bessie said.
“Ti goes by so fast. You looked so young back then, but now you’re at a weird age without a family.”
“To the point, you say it’s weird.”
“Sir Sack.”
Bessie, who seed to look far away as if she were reminiscing about the past, stared at Davery again.
She spoke emphatically.
“Let introduce you to soone.”
“Bessie.”
“I’m not saying anyone can do it. In other words, soone who’s pretty and nice. I’m not just saying it. In fact, she’s been having marriage proposals too. She’s young, too. Was she nineteen now?”
“Bessie, I……….”
“I’m not a noble, but you’re not going to leave this mansion anyway, are you? It’s better to have a lady who can help you to be her family son-in-law. This child should be enough.”
“Bessie.”
Davery raised his voice slightly as if he was feeling stuffy.
Bessie looked up at him calmly.
“I’m sorry, Sir Sack, but this is not a request.”
“…….”
“I think you know better than I do.”
Davery’s body has stiffened. Bessie breathed a sigh as she saw his expression, which was slightly cracked, trying not to reveal it.
Bessie wasn’t doing this because she wanted to. To be honest, it’s more of her unwilling side.
She just can’t help it.
“You know what I’m talking about, don’t you?”
“……..”
“……I’ll take that as a yes. Then…….”
“Bessie.”
Davery’s mouth, which had been silent, opened. Bessie looked at him.
“Do you rember?”
His calm voice was calr than she thought.
“What?”
“The day we went out on that street together. Just before the harvest festival, the streets were in full swing, and we had our destiny read by so old woman in a tent.”
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