Episode 80
[The 14th Duke of Spade, Duke of Philip Easton of Spade â Born on July 6, 916. Death on Sept. 7, 950.
The Duchess of Calia Remantrotte â Born on May 29, 920 died on September 7, 950.]
âAs expectedâ¦â
If I had known this would happen, I should have searched the records earlier.
I looked up and found that most of the deaths, the Duke and Duchess of Spade and the household maids and servants that supported them at the time, were the same as September 7, 950. All the same.
âThe fire that Yerine started that day wiped out everything.â
If some of the loyal vassals had survived, the entire Spade family would not have fallen into the hands of the Postade.
But because all of them died in the fire that day, Yerine, who had no relatives, was left alone without a guardian.
âAh, this is a little difficult.â
I sigh deeply, covering the record.
Under the circumstances, Yerine seemed to have burned her arm because she couldnât control her magic even before she lost her parents.
The accident had distressed her parents, and the Duchess of Spade had even left her with words, saying that she would never use any magic.
âThat means I can be that crazy and uncontrolled, too.â
I got goosebumps when I thought about that.
Last time, I used the magic of blue flames, and I thought it was a harbinger of the explosion that caused an abnormality in my eyes.
âIf I hadnât stopped thenâ¦â¦.â
It seemed that the gruesome appearance of the battleground that had been burned up and only the skeleton was left in front of me was passing by.
âOh, no. No. I couldnât let that happen.â
I shook my head and slapped both cheeks.
I didnât want to imagine anything bad anymore.
âIâm not sure, but itâs like a rush when using flame magic, so it might be okay to be careful only when using flame magic.â
When I was comforting myself like that, someone knocked on the door of my office.
âYes, come in!â
Appearing through a crack in the door was the black hair and golden eyes like the night sky.
Maybe because he washed his hair, but his wet hair covered half of his forehead.
âOh, Cassius, you werenât sleeping yet?â
âYes, can I come in?â
âYes, come in, please. Sit in front of that fireplace because itâs cold.â
Ie said, pointing to the fireplace burning firewood with a pleasant patter.
Cassius chose a fluffy armchair, covered with blankets bearing the Spadeâs crest on a white background, and I spoke to him, lifting the gaze that was being fixed on the papers for a moment.
âIs the room comfortable enough forâ¦â¦..â
But the moment I raised my head, I was speechless.
Just with my mouth open, I couldnât make any sound.
Cassius leaning against the chair was wearing a shower gown.
There the front of the robe opened wide and his chest was clearly visible.
After being hardened for about three seconds, I rubbed my eyes and thought to myself.
âI guess this is because Iâm tired that I started seeing things.â
But no matter how much I rubbed my eyes, Cassiusâs appearance in front of me was in a shower gown.
âYes, what, Yerine?â
âHuh? Ah.â
I woke up to Cassiusâs voice looking at me with his clear eyes as if something had happened and coughed.
âIs the room all right?â
âOh, I love it. I think I could live there forever.â
âThatâs a relief, but donât do that.â
With a business smile, I struck the paper as usual, but my eyes kept gazing towards his chest.
âIsnât that what youâre supposed to do at home? Is that so? Youâre not doing that on purpose, are you?â
It was very complicated in my head, but I tried hard not to show it.
âYou must have been tired coming here today, why arenât you sleeping?â
That was the question I managed to come up with to avoid this situation.
Cassius responded immediately to the remark.
âThatâs what I want to ask. Why arenât you sleeping?â
âUhâ¦â¦.â
At Cassiusâs question, I put another book on it so that the record I was looking at could not be seen.
âIf he knew that I didnât know why my parents died, heâd think it was weird.â
Then I calmly responded to Cassius, who was sitting with one leg on the knee of the other.
âIâve got work to do.â
Cassius looked at me with a sad look and asked in a heavy voice like watery cotton.
âStill. I think you should take a rest today.â
âItâs all right now. Thanks to Cassius, I was able to calm down quickly.â
âBut they say that you have nightmares when youâre tired. Itâs almost midnight now.â
âIâll do a little more. Until midnight. So Cassius sleeps first.â
There was still work to be done.
And I wanted to get Cassius, who had such giddy figures, out of my sight somehow.
âThatâs a lie. Youâre gonna sneak to bed at dawn, arenât you?â
Cassius asked, looking at me suspiciously.
âCk, this is why you canât be a man with a good hunch.â
He canât be easily deceived.
âYou looked tired when I saw you earlier. You said you couldnât fall asleep, and then you fell asleep right away. You even have nightmares.â
âIâm not tired now. I slept a little before, so I couldnât fall asleep now.â
I barely put up with the words on my throat, âAnd now Iâm all out of sleep because of someoneâs unconventional dress.â
But Cassius, who couldnât know my mind, said, repositioning himself and looking up at me with serious eyes.
âBut isnât that too much? You seem to be in a hurry. Itâs okay to have some rest today.â
I stretched out my arms with a big smile.
âItâs only been a few days since Iâve become one, being a Housekeeper, I couldnât afford it. Taking a rest seems a very valuable thing for me.â
Then I put my arm back on the desk and continued.
âI keep getting in touch every day, they send me this data, send me that, and I have a lot of paperwork to deal with.â
I talked with my fingertips tapping on the shiny desk.
âWell, to get to the point, I feel like I have more people looking for me.â
âThatâs a little difficult.â
Cassius poked out his lips and buried himself in the back of the chair.
âYou mean there may be more people who will bother you in the future.â
âWhat do you mean bother? Itâs all work.â
âThere are still a lot of people who canât leave you alone.â
Cassius said in a sulky voice, half-open his eyes.
âYou wouldnât know.â
âWhat?â
His golden eyes were fixed to me, and somehow his eyes flashed at that time.
âBecause there are so many people who touch youâ¦â¦..â
Cassius said in a low voice, looking at me with a pod in both hands.
âVery occasionally, I want to tie you uptight and take you to the palace.â
Wait a minute, itâs no one else, and I think he really means it if he says that.
Swallowing and slightly feeling nervous, I looked at Cassius, but he smiled sizzly.
âWell, Iâm joking.â
I thought as I saw him standing up again.
âNo, I donât think it was a joke.â
However, I couldnât say what I was thinking, so I laughed and asked Cassius.
âAy, what are you going to do when you take me to the palace in the first place.â
âWhat do you mean, Iâve been feeding you the finest puddings Iâve ever wanted to do. Work when you want to work and play when you want to.â
âWait, itâs pretty good.â
âThere are many rooms in the palace, so wouldnât there be at least one thing you want? Speaking of which, would you like to come to the palace once?â
âOh, no, thank you, but I will refuse.â
As I waved my hands and smiled awkwardly, Cassiusâs hands were drooping, showing his disappointment to all sides.
And for a while, the silence sank.
Taking advantage of the gap, I took the papers out of the drawer and began to look at them, and Cassius quietly leaned against the chair and looked out the window.
âAh, Yerine.â
âWhat?â
Looking at the financial records, I raised my head to Cassiusâs voice.
Cassius woke up from the chair to see if I was determined to sleep, and when I saw it I asked thoughtlessly.
âOh, are you going to bed?â
But Cassius didnât answer if he hadnât heard me.
âCassius?â
Then he moved his steps without a word and came up to the side of the chair where I sat.
âWhat is it?â
When my mind was confused and didnât know what to do, Cassius bent over and pushed his face close to me.
The smell of soft soap and Cassiusâs scent flashed through my mind.
When I came to my senses, his two golden eyes were emitting such intense light that I could never forget.
Like swallowing me.
I stared blankly at the blinding light.
At that moment the hot breath tickled my ears.
âNow I have to sleep.â
âYes?â
It happened so quickly that I didnât know what had happened at first.
But when I came to my senses, my body was in the air, and Cassius was looking at me with satisfaction.
âItâs midnight.â
As soon as Cassiusâs words were over, a clock bell rang for twelve oâclock
âOh, sleep, wait a minute. I havenât finished my work yet.â
âNo. You said you were going to bed at midnight. You canât draw your words.â
I struggled, but Cassius wouldnât let me go, rather he held me tighter.
Then something solid touched my cheek, and I froze.
âI, I touched his chestâ¦â¦â¦!â
âI canât take you to the palace, but Iâd rather take you to your room.â
âNo, Cassius, itâs not okay. Please drop me off.â
âNo.â
Cassiusâs answer was firm and sharp.
At that time I seriously thought about it.
Should I tell Cassius that thereâs an open front in his shower gown, or should I just keep my mouth shut?
But before I could conclude, Cassius arrived in my room first.
He carefully laid me down in front of the door. The touch was too soft and meticulous.
And he smiled brightly, saying good night.
âGood night, Yerine.â
I really appreciated him for that, but unfortunately, my interest at the time was elsewhere.
Because he carried me, and because I struggled to get out of his arms, the front of Cassiusâs gown was further open, reaching a very dangerous point.
âThen Iâll goâ¦â¦.â
If he went that way, I thought his chest wouldnât be a problem, but the gown might untie in the middle of the way.
âWait. Hold on, Cassius.â
I left the door with Cassius, who was about to head to his bedroom, whether he knew it or not, and brought out a large blanket from the room at lightning speed.
âWear this on. Because itâs cold.â
Before Cassius could even speak, I put the blanket on his shoulder at the speed of light and poured out my words with rapid speed.
âThank you for everything today. Good night, see you tomorrow!â
And closed the door right away so that Cassius wouldnât return the blanket.
âWow, it took my life for ten years.â
Fanning my still hot face, I vowed to tell the butler tomorrow morning to bring in flannel pyjamas that fit for Cassius.
***
âThatâs strange.â
Cassius, who fell on the bed with a blanket around his body, is gloomy with a sombre voice.
âIsnât this a tasteâ¦â¦..â
In the end, Cassius vowed to quit his shower gown and wear a shirt in the future, and Yerine lost the chance to see Cassius in his shower gown again.
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