When we returned to the drawing-room, Sarah, who was treated as my favourite maid even though she was my only maid, brought us tea. She also brought my favourite strawberry cream pudding along with butter cookies, which I hadnât eaten for a long time.
Did she bake the cookies herself?
In the grand dukeâs mansion, Sarah had plenty of time to herself because Aedisâ subordinates were taking care of me, whether I needed it or not.
Monica crossed her legs, twisting her hair at an askew angle.
âExcuse me, Maevia? Iâm really disappointed in yoâ¦â¦ huh? Butter cookies? Maevia, you remembered what my preference in food is?â
I didnât remember, Sarah didâ¦â¦
I glanced over to Sarah.
She quickly stepped back with an innocent look on her face, as if she knew nothing.
Quickly changing my way of speaking, I looked at the bitter Monica with a soft expression and said,
âWhatâs wrong?â
She tasted the butter cookies and blurted out the wrong thing.
âIs Grand Duke Kallakis a good man? Are you sure heâs trustworthy?â
âYou seem very interested in my marriage.â
She was also very interested when Gilbert came and proposed to me.
âC-canât I be interested?â
Itâs not that you canât, but the fact that youâre unhappy with it.
âIâm afraid I wonât be here on your birthday. However, I still have time to hang out, so Iâll send you a gift.â
Monica frowned when I told her I was unable to attend her birthday party.
âDo I look like a beggar? All I want is for you to attend.â
Um.
Isnât there something strange about her point? Or am I mistaken?
âNot the young master?â
Monica tilted her head.
âYoung master? Young master who?â
Ummmmmâ¦â¦.
She chewed on the butter cookies.
I was immersed in my thoughts for a moment.
Have I ever done something particularly nice to Monica?
While I was brooding over my life, she finished her butter cookies in the blink of an eye. Sipping her tea, she said elegantly,
âIf you come to my birthday party, Iâll gladly celebrate yours as well. Even if your party was outside of the capital. That reminds me, when will you be having your wedding? Evidently, youâll be inviting me, right? Before you invite Charlie?â
ââ¦â¦â
Iâm speechless.
When I tried to remain silent, Monica got angry again.
âOh really, why canât you understand that Iâm trying to repay a debt? Maevia, you arenât stupid, right? So why do I have to explain it to you? Iâm willing to come and see you under this excuse because Iâm worried youâll freeze to death all alone in the north!â
âYou donât need tâ¦â¦â
âI even have an idea for a bouquet design!â
Monica went on and on with an unusual expression on her face.
I barely managed to calm down Monica for an hour straight. I fed her butter cookies till she was full, listened to her whining and nodded my head while she complained.
After all of that, I was left with a headache.
Ughh, I should take some headache medicine.
I returned to Aedis, burying my head in his shoulders and whined,
âI didnât know that Monica was that interested in me.â
S-so stressed. My ears feel numbâ¦â¦.
He looked at me and all of my suffering and laughed,
âNow that you know, do you still wish to stay in the capital?â
âUm, no?â
Iâd rather leave tonight.
I also want to lock the gate that leads to the north.
Aedis put down the book that he was reading and leaned back on the sofa. I caught a glimpse of the bookâs title, ã100 Things You Must Do From Today on for a Happy Marriageã. Thanks to Aedis, I was also able to lean against him in a comfortable position.
âYouâve done everything you needed to do here, but why do you still insist on moving to a remote and wild area? Itâs not like we canât negotiate.â
A remote and wild area, what a harsh assessment for his own territory.
âSo I can stay in the capital if I want to?â
âIf you want to, you can. But itâd be embarrassing for the grand duke.â
Aedis spoke as if he and the grand duke were different people.
I narrowed my eyes.
âIâll think about it if we become closer. Sadly, I married you because youâre a part of the Kallakis family. Also, is it okay for the knights to cook and clean?â
He smiled listlessly as he touched my hair that was hanging over my shoulder.
âItâs what they have to do to avoid an unemployment crisis caused by their boss. What else can they do?â
Without a doubt, heâs gifted enough to be a corrupt boss. And I just need to help out.
âThey didnât properly clean the dust off the window frames.â
âI told them to be careful.â
âThe meat I ate this morning was also tough.â
âIâll beat them up and investigate what actually happened before you need to do it yourself.â
I smiled softly and tried to stop him but it seems like he already made up his mind.
âDonât actually do it.â
âRight now is sparring time.â
I had a favourable impression when it came to swordsmanship.
Well, if itâs sparring timeâ¦â¦.
Warm sunlight shined through the window. I had forgotten because of Monica taking my time, but I suddenly remembered what I wanted to ask Aedis.
âMr. Aedis. You have two sons, whatâs the other one like?â
âHeâs different from Gilbert.â
âThanks for the obvious, simple and lousy explanation.â
He opened his mouth,
âEve.â
âWhat.â
Seeing my âI have a complaintâ expression and informal way of speaking, he told me in a low tone,
âYou donât need to be nice to Rehan.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âYou really donât have to.â
âHow come?â
I lifted my head. This was truly something unexpected.
Aedis smiled and hid his true sentiments.
âThere will come a day where both Gilbert and Rehan will be grateful to me for keeping them alive all this time.â
While I was relaxing, drinking my fruit juice and calling Camelliaâs Boutique, I heard a violent thrash somewhere.
I didnât know whether or not it was the sound of sparring.
I waited for the sound to stop before calling in Vega and Prokeon. Getting closer to them was a necessity.
âOh dearâ¦â¦ Youâre in horrible condition.â
I looked at them with an innocent face that screamed âi donât know anythingâ, as if I wasnât the one fanning the flames to their situation.
Those couldnât have been serious injuries because Aedis said he would âinvestigate what actually happenedâ.
I asked in a tone dripping with concern,
âAre you alright?â
âI-Iâm aliveâ¦â¦ It was an honourable experience, truly.â
Vega answered instead of Prokeon, whose soul left his body. His face looked like he got his soul stolen and only a teensy bit of pride left.
âWill there ever be a time where I get beaten up by the lord if not now?â
Prokeon agreed as if he had been possessed by something.
Y-yeah. If you like it, I guess thatâs good enough.
I showed the two knights my pre-prepared tea tray with packed herbal medicines.
âI brought you some herbal medicine tea for injuries and painkillers.â
âSobâ¦â¦. Your Excellencyâ¦â¦! I will never forget such kindness and grace!â
âOf course, itâd be hard to forget.â
ââ¦â¦Pardon?â
I couldnât help but tilt my head and smile refreshingly at the two.
âWhat are you doing? Youâre not drinking it.â
âOh, yes.â
Side by side, Vega and Prokeon picked up their teacups. They emptied the cup immediately. Considering I also used a nice syrup and some medicine, it mustâve tasted pretty good.
After waiting for a bit, I brought up my main goal.
âI wish to get along with you guys as much as possible since youâre my escorts until the end of our journey to the north. Even if we only met last night. Though I wish to get closer, thereâs too much distance between us. Iâm sorry.â
âArgh, donât apologize! Please!â
He looked around hastily at his surroundings while trying to stop me from apologizing. His terrified expression told me he was scared Aedis would pop out of nowhere.
I pretended not to notice. My eyes were flushed, moved to the point of tears.
âOhâ¦.. Thank you for understanding, Sir Prokeon. Moreover, weâre just starting to get to know each other. If something were to happen, can I put all my trust in you? Or is my weak faith considered disrespectful to you sirs?â
Hearing my plausible words, Prokeon wiped the remaining tea water around his mouth and stared at me.
âNâ¦â¦no?â
âYou donât believe me, right? To be frank, I wanted to test you.â
As if they now understood, Vega and Prokeon relaxed and accepted.
âThatâs easy to understand, what should we do?â
Since they were under Aedis, it was much easier for them to accept this kind of attitude.
Good. I stopped my pitiful act and reverted back to my usual self.
âIâve been thinking seriously, why does war happen? Because of money? The desire to gain power? To defend oneâs beliefs? No, itâs just because a certain son of a bitch provoked my faultless, elegant and graceful temper.â
Does it look like I have time for inconvenient feelings?
âAhem. Financial revenge is not enough. I want to land a physical blow too.â
I elegantly expressed my want to irritate those annoying fuckers and see them with my own eyes before I leave for the north.
Yep, yep. This is what true elegance looks like.