I Will Avoid the Male Lead and Make a Harem
Vol. 6: I Will Become a Parvenu
Chapter 14
âYour sister?â
âYeah.â
He narrowed his brows softly, as if heâd heard a foreign language.
âWhy should I do that?â
âBecause sheâs in a tough situation.â
ââ¦â¦â
Valhail looked at me, his brows furrowed, as if he didnât understand.
âI⦠you even more.â
His stare, which had ceased to speak, passed through my dry shoulder and forearm one after the other.
I know exactly what heâs thinking. I started talking just in case he made the wrong decision.
âI like my life right now.â
I didnât have to work, meals were served at all mealtimes, and no one bothered me.
âThere is also no war. Everything is peaceful.â
Did I see it wrong?
For a brief moment, he was taken aback by the word âwarâ that came out of my mouth.
âIt will work out for me in the future.â
I just needed to hang on a little longer and Iâll be the young lady of Duke Chester, leaving this disgusting, loathsome countryside.
âI can move to the capital and start over!â
Of course, he may be sorry for my current situation.
âIsnât my mother interested in the barbarians?â
âIâve heard itâs troublesome.â
If thatâs all she knows. then thatâs a relief.
It was not easy to reach an agreement with the barbarians. Cedric tried his hardest, but it didnât seem to work.
I was thinking about Shannon and Camillaâs dynamic in public.
As we sat face to face, I rested my chin and stared at his handsome face.
âThank you again for today.â
I was gradually becoming sleepy. I was tired and all I wanted to do was lie down on the bed.
I was about to let him go, but despite his gentle gratitude, Valhail paused and looked down at my feet instead of standing up straight as his usual.
ââ¦â¦where are your shoes?â
âI donât know either.â
âYour soft feet are prone to injury.â
I laughed and, as if playing a joke, touched his calf with my toe.
âHow do you know whether or not my feet are soft?â
ââ¦â¦â
âYou havenât even touched it.â
In the dim light, I could see his dark brows crumpled.
I was trying to move my feet back because I thought my behavior was inappropriate, but I noticed his fingertips slowly tapping the table.
It wasnât that he offended. He was afraid of being devoured by some impulse inside.
Seeing him respond to my little temptation made me regret letting him go like this.
âIf youâre that concerned, you can carry me to bed in your arms.â
He gave me a shaky look as I wiggled my feet and laughed.
âWhen are you going to put your strength to use?â
He eventually stood up and hugged me lightly like a doll.
âAh!â
I quickly wrapped my arm around his neck, taken aback by the reversal in vision.
âIsnât he a bit of a jerk?â
I was suspicious of his demeanor, including the way he bowed his head.
But to be offendedâ¦â¦ Heâs very attractive.
How did you manage to be as cool as a sculpture even when you looked from below?
From his pale pink lips to his sharp nose and cool eyes.
âSighâ¦â¦â
My bed was only a short distance away. He was obviously walking at a slower pace than usual, but it still felt short.
Valhail, who I expected to leave as he was, paused when my butt touched the soft bed.
His gaze remained fixed on my feet.
I walked back and forth barefoot several times, and my feet were caked in dust. Thankfully, it wasnât black dust.
Valhail then raised his head to ask permission.
âCan I wipe it off for you?â
âWellâ¦â¦â
I didnât mean to have a tyrant from the next country act as a foot wiper.
âDo whatever you want.â
Valhail soaked a towel in water soon after I nodded.
The same thing happened to my feet as it did to my hand before, but my feet were like childrenâs because they were on his big hands.
Just by looking at his face, he looked about my age.
At most, three or four years older than me?
Valhail, on the other hand, exuded the aura of a mature man, possibly due to the significant difference in physique.
I had mixed feelings as I looked down at him, calmly sitting under the bed and wiping my feet.
âIs this all right?â
He wonât be coming for revenge later because of my cheeky attitude, right?