âI have applied for an audience with the Empress at the Imperial Palace. Iâd like to ask about her Majestyâs intentions because there seems to be some deeper meaning.â
âOh⦠I see.â
According to Luke, Medea already knew that Seira was crossdressing as a man. She even became her sponsor so she could take the knightâs test even despite the fact she was a woman.â¦. [t1v: i stan women supporting women <3]âIf the Empress grants me permissionâ¦â¦ will the Young Duke also turn a blind eye to this affair?ââHer Majesty has a planâ¦â¦ Thereâs no reason for me to object if your ladyship will not be in danger.âLukeâs calm words complicated Seiraâs heart. It sounded like he was worried for her sake and not rumors and scandals tarnishing the Empress or dukedom.âThe Young Duke takes great care of me.ââBecause I love you.âSeiraâs cheeks heated up at Luke, who spoke straightforwardly while holding her gaze.Does this person have nothing to be ashamed of?!âThâ those kinds of wordsâ¦â¦ How can you utter them so easily?ââItâs not easy. Honestly, just sitting face to face with the lady makes me tremble.âLuke avoided Seiraâs astonished gaze.Not knowing what to say, she turned my head. Except for the day he had proposed, she had never talked to Luke about them again. When she was alone with Luke, she secretly avoided him.âThe Young Duke⦠looks fine, though?ââWould you like to check?ââYes?âLuke stood up, staring at her startled face. Seira avoided his eyes when he approached and sat next to her. What was he trying to do?âExcuse me for a moment.âHis outstretched hand held Seiraâs.âOhâ¦âEven though Seira was embarrassed, she couldnât bring herself to shake off Lukeâs grip and just looked at him. Lukeâs hand was big enough to completely cover her own, even though it was the same hand that held a sword.Although she was always proud of her strong hands, when she realized her hands were rough and not as soft as many womenâs, Seira tried to pull away.âWhy do I feel like this? Handsâ¦âThe only soft-handed people were the young children of nobility or scholars and clerics that did not deal with swords nor hard labour. Commoner hands that completed everyday tasks like laundry and working with wood were bound to be rough. So Seira had never felt awkward or ashamed of them before.It was a hand that held a sword to protect and to fight off the demons in her territory. There is no reason to hide them. But a sneaking voice whispered her hands were insufficient and uglyâthat Luke would expect a gentle ladyâs soft hand to hold.ââ¦. Why are you acting strange?âLuke asked, sensing something amiss as he clenched her palm trying to escape his. Seiraâs cheeks were stained red with shame as he held them firmly.âMy hands are roughâ¦â¦.ââI heard that you protected Baron Hestia with these hands,âLuke said as if he had discerned the sentiment behind her words. The blue eyes that met Seiraâs gaze were smiling, glowing sweetly.âMy ladyâs palms are hard because she learned and mastered the sword. I love your toughness. I love your strength. This hand, which was able to protect blood and flesh should be proud, not ashamedâ¦â¦.â [t1v: swoooon~]Lukeâs words made Seira hesitate. Her shame halted for a moment as she wondered if she could trust all of his compliments.âAnd, despite that, I think itâs endearing that youâre conscious of me so you want to hide your hands. Maybe thereâs some room for me in your heart.âLuke gently smiled while he spoke softly, his downcast eyes showing off his long eyelashes. Hit with the sight of him and his words Seira was dyed red upto her hairline. Unsettled and anxious, she tried to shake off his hand, but even if she handled the sword, it was difficult to loosen his grip.âL-l-let go my lord!ââDidnât you say youâd check my anxiety, my ladyship?âShe had completely forgottenâ she blamed all of his words and actions. Confused, Seira looked at Luke sitting next to her.She had the daughter of the lord, the younger sister of the lord, but it was the first time she was a lady being courted.âWhat⦠What are you going to do?â¦.ââIf you put your hand on my chest, you will feel my heart pounding. It will prove my feelings for youâ¦.. Do you dislike it?âââ¦â¦.âNow, feeling the violent beating of his heart through his pulse, Seira glanced at Luke, astonished. His heart was beating so fast it made her dizzy â¦. But he still looked so calmâ¦â¦. His gaze was steady. It was Luke who confessed and proposed, but how did he do it? She felt it was too unfair.âI donât dislike it butâ¦â¦ Let go of my hand.âWhen Seira hesitated to speak, Luke gently loosened his grip. She pulled her hand back and turned away from his gaze.âIâll feel the â¦â¦ Y-Young Dukeâs heart beatâ¦â¦.ââYes.âSeira glanced at Luke and placed her hand on his chest. She felt his hard chest over his clothes, her fever rose.âLady, itâs not the right, but the left.âHot! [t1v: as in her cheeks are scorching/burning hot]Seira, who was so nervous she forgot where the heart was, was embarrassed and moved her palm from the right to the left of Lukeâs chest. The movement made it seem like she was groping his chest, but she noticed it too late.â!âSeeing Seira turn to stone, Luke smiled shyly, his cheeks blushing.âYou donât have to make that face. If itâs the lady, you can do anything to me.âDidnât I already tell you that itâs for you, my lady?Smiling, Luke stared at her with a melting gaze. Seira stuttered, receiving his look, and jumped up.âMiss?ââIt seems all the essential business is done! Iâll get going!âAfter that, she rushed out of his office. Luke realized that he had missed his chance and clicked his tongue.âDid I tease you too much?â*** [t1v: omggg i ship these two so hard]