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Come to think of it, the titles that the Grand Duke and Princess used to
call each other were also very honorable. The couple seemed close,
but at some point they seemed farther away than others. However,
considering that nothing has gone back and forth, there is no
resentment towards each other.

‘Did you really only have a bed before marriage?’

Sober only swallowed the curiosity that was welling up inside him.
Rezette Kyrstan was a master who was stingy with protests and
disobedience as much as he never spoke in vain.

“Yes, my lord. I will pass it on to Alfredo and Mrs. Pettinson as well.”

"okay. After stopping by the military base, I will go up to the office, so

wait.”

Rezette, riding on his horse without hesitation, pulled the reins and
turned his horse's head.

It must be a misunderstanding that he looks uncomfortable as soon as

he returns home, right? The reason for that was that the princess
refused to go up and went up first.

'They're supposed to catch people. Ay, though.’

Sober, leading his knights and enlisted men, bowed deeply toward the
master who was moving away again. It took some effort to hide the
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***

The main tower of Rotier Castle was huge and grand, as if representing
the abundance of Rotier. Even though it was a stone building made of
thick stone, it had an elegant look thanks to the white marble and
plaster.

Elysee looked around the warehouse and kitchen where food and wine
were stored, the dining room used by the lord to welcome guests, and
the hall where a large banquet was held.

“The second floor is a tapestry exhibition room embroidered with the

history of Rottier and Banyella. This is usually where the knights wait
when you summon the knights of Roti.”

Alfredo led her into her hallway.

“Passing through here, you will find the office your majesty is using.
You usually spend most of your time here. Open the inner door of the
office and use the spiral staircase to go up from the study to the top
floor at once. It is directly connected to the bedroom, so if you have a
business in your office, you can use it. I can't change the layout of the
furniture, so the door is blocked right now, but I'm planning to open it
soon."

The Archduke's office was a simple space filled with red cedar desks,
velvet sofas, and low bookcases. On the wall was a large map
depicting the topography of northern Grandel. As if it was decorated
according to the man's no-frills personality, all the furniture was
arranged at an angle.
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 “That was enough.”

Elise looked at the office and hurriedly left. She felt strangely as if she
was spying on the man's private space.

Next to it was the conference room. Next to it, other rooms continued
to emerge. All spaces were large, monotonous squares, filled with
numerous sculptures and elaborate frescoes.

Although it was not comparable to the Argan Imperial Castle, it was a

very luxurious size. Above all, it was a tea that was carefully managed
without neglecting the management.

As wonder flashed in Elise's eyes, Alfredo stretched out his chest

proudly.

“Most of the things that adorn the castle are gifts from His Majesty the
Emperor. His Majesty's trust is so strong that, once a month, a long
procession of wagons carrying all kinds of gold and silver treasures
arrives.”

Of course, there was always a 'gift' that wasn't too much of a surprise
among the dogs. Since it was a gift from the emperor, I couldn't dare
return it, so there are still a lot of undisclosed gifts in this castle.

'That fact shouldn't have entered the visionary. You must be

embarrassed.’

The mouths of the maids will be taken care of by Mrs. Pettinson.

Alfredo saw him as he was cleaning and tidying up the castle and
beckoned away a few maids who greeted him.

After that, Elysee looked around the castle for a long time, guided by
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The floor height of Rottier Castle was very high. It was also related to
the fact that there were stairs of great height everywhere in the castle.

In particular, the stairs leading to the bedroom on the top of the main
tower were amazing. In Elysee's eyes, it looked as rugged as the sheer
stone mountain that covered the northern part of Grandel.

"I'd better go take a little... rest."

I climbed the tower halfway and my body got hot. Elise took off her
hood and rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand. Yvette Saga
shook her head and wiped her neck with her handkerchief.

“I have to go up and prepare the bath water first.”

“You can do it slowly. It’s good to go up and look outside.”

The view of the Grenthern Mountains and the lush forest spread out
from the window was spectacular. Elysee stopped in the middle of her
steps, filling her lungs with the fresh scent of acid.

It is indeed a beautiful and peaceful place as the nickname of the

blessed land. Her and her puppies that threatened her, and her
executioners by hanging her by the neck, arrived at the perfect refuge,
free from the harshness of her northern lands.

'But you can't let her go.'

Elise has won her heart. She was no longer her child who lived in the
illusion that the world outside her was infinitely beautiful. Her peaceful
days ended the day the walls of Argan fell. Whether this was a refuge
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She took a deep breath in succession to control her heart, which was
still beating anxiously.

She was so so how she caught her breath. I heard someone coming
up from down the stairs.

‘Ah, the sound of footsteps.’

Now she could tell the sound of him approaching without her looking
back.

Alfredo and Bessa and other users all at once bowed her back toward
her back. A voice not so different from the hour before came from
above her head.

“It would be nice to see this.”

Before Elise could react, her body floated into the air. In an instant, she
was in someone's arms. There is no need to raise her head to check, it
is the Archduke.

“Are you back already?”

“I came back because I was worried.”

this. In the end, it seemed that he had interfered with his work again.
A look of regret spread across Elise's face. As if trying to block her
deterrence, Leggett intercepted the player first.

“Like you said, I am going to spend the day without hesitation. But, if
your Highness even gets worse, I'm nervous and it's hard to
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“I didn’t mean to bite this time.”

Elise quietly nodded her head and found a comfortable position in his
arms. A muffled mumble could be heard above her head.

“You must have been strong.”

It was a little embarrassing, but it was a new thing anyway.

The man soon began to climb her steps at a speed incomparable to

her. Elise rested her head a little closer in her familiar arms. It was then
that she was able to breathe properly.

The anxiety that swayed like weeds in the waves had calmly subsided.

***

As if to convince her that her words of a lot of work were not false,
Rezette lifted her to the top of her and then went straight down to her
office.

At the top of the main tower, in front of the couple's bedroom, old Lady
Pettinson was waiting for them.

“This is the space used by the lord couple of Rottier. From here on, let
me guide you.”

Rebecca Pettinson was an old man with her gray hair and a wrinkled
face, but she was taller than Elise and her waist was straight. Her tight-
fitting hairstyle and her single-piece glasses added stubbornness to
her dry look.
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 “This is the living room the two of you share. Inside is the bedroom,
and next to it is the bathroom and dressing room.”

As it is the most important space in the castle, there was no shortage

of rooms to show off the power of the owner. In particular, the
bedroom was luxurious enough to confuse Elysee with her momentary
Argan Emperor. Elysee struggled not to give her gaze towards the bed
with her dark navy blue canopy lowered.

After she looked around her inside, when she came back to her living
room, there were well over a dozen maidens standing there. Mrs.
Pettinson introduced them to Elysee.

“These are the maids who will take care of your Majesty.”

“…Isn’t that supposed to be all of them?”

"you're right. We have educated you so that you can receive the
Crown Princess closest to you, so there will be no difficulty in taking
care of her.”

Elise swallowed her embarrassment and waved her hand. Even in the
Argan Imperial Castle, she had never led such a large number of
people.

“It doesn’t have to be this many. One person besides Yvessa is

enough.”

“It is not enough for two. Of course.”

As soon as Elise uttered her words of refusal, Mrs. Pettinson

responded softly. When she turned her head in embarrassment, she
met her eyes as black as that of a raptor.
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Elise's lips closed slowly. Old Lady Pettinson pulled only the corners of
her lips, creating her dignified smile.

“It is indeed the sergeant of Rottier. As you know, the Grand Duke was
a little different from his usual man, so this old man could not help but
be concerned when he heard the news.”

“……”

“More than anything else, I was wondering if I would be able to reach

Rottier safely, but seeing that you have arrived safely, I am relieved.”

“Thank you for your concern. There’s nothing wrong with it, so it’s
okay to put your worries away.”

“No. It is true that an hour has passed, but the real thing will start
now.”

Mrs. Pettinson nodded towards her door, and someone politely

stepped inside. She was a middle-aged legislator.

“The Grand Duke instructed the Crown Princess to take a brief look at
her condition as soon as she entered the bedroom.”

"therefore?"

“The legislator who came with me from the capital is leaving the room
in its assigned room, so the attending physician at Rottier Castle will
look after your majesty.”

Elise couldn't help but be confused. Are you a new senator? The
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“Now?”

"Yes. It will take a while.”

"right now?"

"Yes."

Elysee had arrived at Rottier only a couple of hours earlier. After

Rezette drove her, she went straight to her study. Had he spoken to the
castle's doctor about her condition?

No, it didn't seem like the prudent man would have had to increase the
number of those who knew the secret.

In the first place, Rezette's orders probably didn't mean that Elysee
would get her treatment before she took off her robe. She hadn't even
been seated once since arriving at Rottier Castle.

‘Then it is your wife’s dogma.’

Old Lady Pettinson wants to see her pregnancy with her own eyes,
avoiding her master's eyes. She was suspicious of Elise.

Elise tried to keep a calm smile on her face.

“Right now, I want to unpack and be alone for a while. The treatment is
in the evening, after my doctor is ready. It won't do any good for him to
look at me now anyway."
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Mrs. Pettinson straightened her long neck. There was no warmth in

the green eyes in the one-piece glasses that contributed to her strict
appearance like an ostrich. Suddenly, the corners of her lips were
lowered, and her lips were full of stubbornness.

Elise, she said once more, just in case.

“I said that I wanted to unpack first and then wash up, ma’am.”

“It really takes a while. Please be considerate of your concern for your
new owner.”

Elysee looked at the old lady with her unfamiliar eyes. It was her first
time that her attendant grabbed her by the tail.

In the Argan imperial court, Elysee did not have to open her mouth in
order to serve her subordinates. With a single glance of hers, what she
wanted was in her hand, and she could lift and bite people with just her
gesture. Anyone who disobeys her orders has never met her.

As she has lived her whole life as her most noble woman in Argan and
further in Grandel, the present situation evoked a very different
sentiment.

'right. Now I have no one to please me.’

Given the situation, she had no choice but to go around. Elise slowly
nodded her head.

“Yeah, if that’s the case.”

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her ass on her for the first time since she entered the castle. As if she
was waiting, the attending doctor approached her and raised her wrist.

Elysee fixed her gaze on the greenery outside her window while the
attending physician tilted her head several times. The attending
physician by the name of McClann quietly shook her head toward Mrs.
Petinson.

She knew that. Of course, this light pulse alone would not be able to
detect anything. A look of impatience crossed the old lady's face.

“Then I will have to draw blood. for an accurate diagnosis.”

"You're so great, Mrs. Pettinson!"

Yvette Sa, who had been watching her silently, intervened in anger.

“Are you saying that the person who has come from a long way is
going to insert a needle first before getting ready? How could this not
be the case...! Stay away! Even if you draw blood anyway, the results
won’t come out right away, so you won’t die if you delay it for a few
hours!”

Yvette Saga, growling wildly, hastily adjusted her Elise's sleeves. At

that moment, Elise's gaze returned to the old lady and the doctor.

"It's not strange that you don't know about my body. Usually all
legislators do. Except for the one your master gave me.”

“……”

“So she said twice that it would be no use to have a heart attack in
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Her tone remained calm. But she lost her warmth and became cold.

“Lottie sees her master serving her this way.”

The princess was scolding Mrs. Pettinson and her doctor with an
emotionless and desolate look.

Not only in Argan, but in any other place, the concerns of subordinates
could not take precedence over orders from superiors.

In the end, Mrs. Pettinson took a step back.

“...I'm sorry. Ki-woo had been rude earlier. Then, we will postpone the
treatment to the evening, and start from the middle of the bath…”

“It would be better if the maids were bitten with only one left.”

Elise let out a short laugh. I'm already saying this for the second time.
Her words became more sweet and cool.

“I don’t like to use more than three or four limbs. A long tail is rather
uncomfortable and often tiring.”

“……”

“But in Rotier, if the number of servants who serve determines the

prestige of the master, I am willing to obey. The Archduke didn't seem
to have many attendants, but the Archduke's might be different. so?
There you, you answer.”

Mrs Pettinson and her maid in the diagonal corner flinched. The
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her as if asking for her help.

“Your Majesty, it is.”

Mrs. Petinson tried to stop her, but Elise held her hand to stop her.

“I asked the boy. Answer me.”

“Ah, that’s…”

She stuttered in the voice of a young maid's crawling. There was a

slight crack in the face of Mrs. Petinson, who had been firm and
impeccable.

“Usually… I understand that the Grand Duke hates nuisances, so the

number of attendants is always kept to a minimum…”

“Then you are lucky. Just because I use fewer people doesn't mean
I'm going to spoil Rottier's name."

“It makes sense. It never meant that.”

Miss Pettinson interrupted again. Elise smiled peacefully.

“Then, is there any other reason why so many people should be here
now? It’s uncomfortable for me too, and it’s not against the rules
either.”

“……”

“I think this is enough. I want you to know that repeating the same
words over and over again is hard work.”
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her displeasure, she bowed politely.

"Yes. Then I'll bite them all first. We apologize for causing concern.”

The princess nodded her head and loosened the brooch that tied her
robe. She didn't get angry until the very end. Instead, she said
goodbye to her and drove her handmaidens out of the bedroom
entirely.

The door to the bedroom closed coldly.

“Very, very rude people!”

Yvette Saga blushed, her face blushing red.

“They are not at all ready to serve their masters. No one on the Lotier
dares to catch the Grand Duchess's horse tail! You must tell the Grand
Duke immediately!”

"okay. If you get a chance, I'll talk to you. Would you like to get some
robes?”

“Tonight right now! Rob is here. I'm so stunned How could you not
even give the appointed Grand Duchess a chance to breathe!”

Elise flinched as she buried her body on her sofa. Yvette Saga's over-
excited slurred passages of her words reached her ears.

Tonight. Elysee glanced at the bed with the canopy lowered. Yvette
Saga took her breath and emphasized once more.

“You always talk to the Grand Duke at night, you know?”

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 “Well, if he comes.”

“Of course you should. I'm just trying to let His Majesty sleep alone
here. It’s my first day at Rottier.”

It is strange to give meaning to the first night. They had already spent
the night in the same space all the way to here.

However, in fact, it was only Elise who put her eyes on it. Rezette
didn't even look like she had any eyes.

Occasionally, when Elise was cold, she climbed into bed with her, but
she was never seen asleep. Even after spending a full month like that,
as soon as she arrived she went to the military base, so she must be
tired.

‘Even if you are Yongin, you will want to rest for a few days.’

Although she was making excuses like this, in fact, Elise had not yet
finished preparing

her heart. It's because she's not in her position to take care of herself
and she hesitates when the time comes.

This is all because of what happened on the way to Rottier.

As I put the bed in front of me, I kept thinking about it. For example,
just a few days ago in the morning.

That day, she could still clearly see the heaviness that weighed down
from between her legs to her lower belly.

The strength of her hands, which held her hips tightly to prevent her
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her body.

At that moment, the man was clearly lusting for her.

As she recalled, her stomach churned over and over again. It was only
this time that the facts that she had neglected in a hurry to save her life
were realized. If you want to have a child with her, it's only natural that
you have to mix your body first. Not that I didn't know....

'Nope. It would have been better to just not know about that.’

If I didn't know, I'd be brave. Was it possible in the first place? Elise
rubbed her stretched abdomen to clear her thick pressure that was
stabbing her.

Her original, all her men are like that. She had never seen other
people's things even as her outlines, so she had no way of knowing.

Yvette Saga, who was busily changing her clothes with her one hand,
suddenly let out a deep sigh.

“But my lord, how about serving three or four servings?”

"yes?"

“As the baby grows older, he will need more and more attendants. Of
course, I will do my

best to help. Probably right now, my arms look like this…”

"Oh, I see. You will suffer with your ungodly body.”

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suggested. “Why don’t you add a little more of her maid, at least until
my arm is healed?”

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That's a valid word. In fact, Elise did not think that Mrs. Pettinson's
tough attitude was merely stubbornness.

Elysee was weak as if anyone could see it, and she knew nothing about
this Rottier castle, and it is known that she harbored the seeds of
Yongin, who was violent. Naturally, the more people she cared for, the
better.

Of course, if only there was a real baby growing in her womb.

Elysee recalled her maids who had lost her gentle, business-like smile.
She suddenly realized.

This is the territory of Rezette Kyrstan. And the users, including Mrs.
Pettinson and Alfredo, are from Rezette Kyrstan.

As he had promised, it would be safer than anywhere else from

external threats, but it could not be freed from the inner eyes and ears.

Besides, they were also her entourage who would look after her
closest to her in the future. So, she wasn't here.

It's the first time I've spoken so long to call her handmaiden right away.
It wasn't anything to be upset about or to cry about. After all, it was
strange that Le Jet Kyrstan treated her as her princess.

‘Anyway, life in Rottier is not going to be easy.’

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There are no secrets that can be hidden forever. There are three
people who already know about the contract between Elise and
Legette, including themselves and a member of parliament.

As a member of the House of Representatives, the Archduke bought it,

so if the owner cracks down on it, I shouldn't play around with it, but
the original secret is no longer a secret from the moment it leaves my
mouth.

The biggest problem above all was Mrs. Pettinson. How long will you
be able to avoid the eyes of the experienced maid in charge of this
castle's internal affairs?

Seeing her insistence on checking her condition herself, she was ready
to write a petition to the emperor as soon as the lie was discovered.

'It would be nice if you could bring him to my side.'

He was already a person who said that she liked her very existence. I
couldn't think of any way to get Mrs. Pettinson's favor.

Then, there was only one person left for Elise. “Yvessa Leonilla.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Who are you?”

“Of course, he is the person of His Majesty and His Majesty the Grand
Duke.”

Yvessa replied bewildered. Elise did not stop there and asked.
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 “Where did you work before? Was she the imperial court maid?”

"no. He worked in the abode of the capital, where the Grand Duke
stayed. Your Majesty has called me directly.”

“Did he say take care of me and report everything related to me?”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Then you are his.”

“Then will something change…?”

Elise looked at Yvessa's confused face. Yvessa was the only person
she had now. Is it okay to believe

“Yvessa. When the wagon crashed down the cliff, I saved your life.
remember?"

"sure. How can I forget her grace? I would not have been of this world
any longer if your Highness had not pushed me out.”

“Then why don’t you change the owner with the price of your life?”

Yvette Saga opened her mouth blankly. Elise spoke her words calmly.

“I don’t expect much from you. I don't mean to betray the Archduke.
You just need to keep my one secret.”

She couldn't even deceive the eyes of her maid who served her right
next to her anyway. It was only a matter of time before she was actually
found out, as she would soon find out in a month or two that she wasn't
full.
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 “I don’t need any other maids besides you. If I really have children,
then I don't know."

A mountain breeze blew in from the large open window. Elysee's long,
shiny silver hair danced to the wind.

“There was no such thing as a baby in the first place.”

Yvessa thought that somehow the princess's voice was empty like a
lonely twig in winter.

Just then, someone knocked on the door. Elise turned her head
toward her door, arranging her waving hair.

“Looks like someone has just arrived to prove it.”

In front of her door stood the old woman doctor who had been treating
her in her imperial palace, Van Yella.

***

“You have definitely improved a lot from the time I saw you at the
Hwangseong. It’s hard to believe that you had a major accident in the
middle.”

Her senator, Freya, who had been sympathizing with her Elysee for a
long time, finally let her go with her sigh of relief.

“Now, finally, little by little, I have a pulse. Of course, he is still too

weak compared to ordinary people. It doesn’t seem so serious that
tomorrow cannot be predicted.”

"Is it?"
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 “Yes, energy is gradually gathering around Danjeon. However, it is
better to preserve the body for at least a few weeks and monitor the
prognosis. Whether it is a temporary symptom or a recovery process is
not yet known.”

That's good news though. A color of anger appeared on her Elise's

face.

“You have symptoms that will make it difficult for you to have children.”

“It will take a little longer to see. Because the Archduke is different
from an ordinary man.”

Yvessa was already in astonishment, looking at Elise and her doctor

alternately. It was only then that she seemed to understand the words
of Elise, who said, 'There was no such thing as a baby girl from the
beginning.'

Freya, who was looking at her complicatedly, took her luck with
difficulty.

“First of all, there is something you should know first. It is about things
to be careful about when occlusion between Yongin and humans. In
the meantime, I've been putting it off because I thought it would cause
concern, but..."

“Let’s talk. Don’t mind.”

Elise adjusted her posture to listen to her.

She was not going to just leave it to her opponent blindly. She also
needed her prior knowledge from Elysee.
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more ignorant of her relationship than she thought. She didn't even
know that her immediate man's stuff could be so frighteningly large.

Freya started explaining in a heavy tone.

“First of all, I would like to tell you about Yongin’s conception and
growth process in the womb. As you know, the progenitor of Yongin is
a hybrid of a Gwangryong Semeshita and a human. However, such
people existed only during Semeshita's active period, and the dragons
of today are descendants of the mixed race and the mixed race of
humans again.”

Ellie knew it too. Semeshita's blood and abilities in Yongin gradually

fade through the generations. However, since the attributes of dragons
are not completely diluted with human blood, as the years go by, the
dragon becomes more and more distant from both the dragon and the
human.

“The Grand Duke is a special case, but most dragons are close to
monsters. Low intelligence but high aggression. Even Semeshita is not
an ordinary dragon, but a half-crazed light dragon, and even that
madness is passed on to Yongin. It is the same with Yongin’s fetus.”

“……”

“On the other hand, the human womb is too weak to bear the seeds of
Yongin. It is difficult to take root in the womb, but it is actually more
problematic after conception. Yongin’s fetus eats its mother and grows
up.”

“Are you eating your mother?”

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 "Yes. In particular, when they grow up to take on the shape of a
human, they start running rampantly to escape from the cramped
womb. Earlier, it was said that part of the body of Yongin takes on the
shape of a dragon. If you are lucky enough to have a head, wings, or
skin, but if nails, claws, and teeth are those of an animal, then there is
no way the womb of the mother will remain.”

“……”

“Even if I somehow keep it in my belly for ten months, it sucks up all

the nutrients, so by the time childbirth is imminent, I will become so
weak that I can’t have children. Since the mother cannot take the child
out of the body, the child rips the womb out on its own and comes out
into the world.”

After the lawmaker paused for a moment, an indescribable silence

followed. This time, it was difficult for even Elise to react in a calm
manner. It was a story that went beyond the vague assumptions that
having a child would be quite difficult.

Suddenly, the words that Resette had shot passed her ears.

“You said that you want to die most miserable right now.”

‘So it was.’

If so, was that man also born that way?

So the day he lied in front of the emperor, he was so angry.

“There is a way to split the belly to get the baby out before the mother
dies... but the chances of surviving are slim as well. That's why the
world rejects Yongin's baby as a devil. It is true that they are actually
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“Why is the child running wild in the belly?”

“This is because the human womb does not have the magical power to
feed and grow Yongin’s fetus.”

"horsepower...."

“Instead, it sucks all the nutrients from the mother’s body. At least
leave enough to hold your breath. The body of a woman who died
giving birth to Yongin is so terrifying that it is hard to see. Her face and
limbs are almost petrified, and her belly is torn.”

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Yvessa's complexion grew white as the member's explanation

increased. The fact that Elysee's pregnancy was a blatant lie to her,
and the horrific things she would have to endure if she really had her
child. She didn't seem to be able to decide which of them should she
be more terrified of.

Elise, who had been in her thoughts for a while, asked the senator.

“Then what are the things you should be careful about when occlusion
with Yongin?”

“There are times when you must avoid it. It is the day when Yongin's
madness is manifested. Each time period is different, and only you
know for sure.”

“What will happen at that time?”

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 “The light dragon Semeshita’s anger towards humans is fully
expressed. In other words, they slaughter or commit crimes regardless
of whether they are human. Anyone who approaches, man or woman,
without exception.”

“……”

“Perhaps that is the reason why the Archduke often embarks. The
madness does not subside until it sees human blood or releases its
libido. No cure has been found so far. So, you should definitely avoid
that time. In addition."

It was a series of back-and-forth words. Freya, who gave an

explanation without even breathing, took a short breath.

“Basically, Yongin are vulnerable to desire. They are also known to be

very tenacious toward their partner when having sex. Perhaps it is the
instinct to reproduce in order to increase the population. In fact, I can't
decide how I will handle him with this glassy body of the Crown
Princess... I want you to reconsider."

“No way, of course…!”

Yvette's woman was now as pale as she was on the verge of fainting.
She looked at Elise, who had regained her composure, as if
incomprehensible.

“How could you have had such a terrible love affair without bringing
her own death!” After pondering for a while, Elise came up with an odd
question.

“But isn’t it impossible?”

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 "Yes?"

“I mean, in terms of body structure.”

"Yes...?"

Freya and Yvessa's expressions flickered. But Elise was infinitely

serious. Her earlobes are burning red, but now she is not in a position
to contemplate her face.

“I’m not going to die anyway, but I don’t know if we can have a
relationship before that. I know roughly how it works, but... is it
correct...”

“……”

“Of course I know it will be very painful. But what I'm curious about
isn't the extent of the pain, but whether it's possible."

I wanted to hear something like that... Elise's voice gradually crawled

in. Freya stuttered in reply.

"No, of course... If the Grand Duke is very careful, nothing will be

impossible."

“Then, is there something he will do or feel pain in the relationship

with? I thought if I knew in advance, I might be able to be careful.”

“...If, too, your Majesty the Grand Duke puts a lot of effort into it... More
than that, His Majesty, it is not necessary to endure pain when a man
and a woman mate. If we are considerate and respect each other, there
is no amount of pleasure…”
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 "okay?"

Elise, who blinked her eyes curiously, soon smiled faintly.

“But I am not in a position to wish for that.”

“No, where is that, my lord…!”

Ybeth Saga finally struck her hand. Elise lightly lifted her shoulders.

“The Archduke refused me because he said he didn't want to see

blood on the bed. It’s not that I didn’t know, so it’s okay.”

“……”

“Anyway, it’s going to happen. thank god."

In response to that simplistic answer, Yvette, as well as Freya, kept her

mouth shut. Neither of them could hide the idea that the princess was
ignorant at some critical point in her.

Elise, on the other hand, finally resolved her doubts, which had been
rotting inside her alone for several days. She looked down at her folded
hands on her lap for a long time and thought about it, then finally put on
her refreshing smile.

“Once you know Let’s go back today.”

***

The attending physician withdrew, and Elise washed her body with the
help of Yvette Sah and her maid, Duot. She also had a brief dinner.

Yvettessa kept her mouth shut until she took her bed. Elysee left her
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 without talking to her, her old man.

She married the Archduke on the pretext of having a child she didn't
have, so she thought it was unavoidable for her to regard me as a
nephew, as Yvette Saga said.

It is also true that she is tired of paying attention to her every detail,
even how her handmaiden sees her. Elise beckoned her to her without
her aura.

“Just go back and rest. I want to be alone."

“Yes, my lord. If you have something to call, pull the line.”

Yvessa casually put her shawl over her. After a moment's hesitation,
Yvette Saga said with strength, as if she had made up her mind.

“I haven’t heard anything from you today.”

"yes?"

“So no words will come out of my mouth. All the stories that I have
seen and heard today are known only when the High Lord permits
them.”

Elise looked up at Yvessa from afar.

"...really?"

"sure."

“Aren't you going to accuse me of the emperor? If I get caught, you

won't be safe either."
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use his name as a shield to hide, huh?" "...okay, thanks."

It was fortunate. At least there won't be any leaking of her false

pregnancy through Yvessa's mouth. At that moment, Elise's mouth,
which had been tense and rigid, was relaxed.

But Yvessa's complexion was still dark.

“But your Majesty, do you want to take office? Don’t do that.”

"why?"

“Isn't that a terrible thing? The end of the woman who conceived
Yongin is such a sin. You can't just accept it when you know it for sure.
Someone who doesn't know anything..."

“……”

“If you're concerned about the eyes of Rotarians, it's okay to pretend
that your child is aborted at the right time. No one will find it strange.”

“If I did, the Banyella imperial family wouldn’t leave me alone. Because
the value of my life depends solely on the unborn child.”

“Why are you so casually saying things like that…”

Elise just smiled a little.

It was true that Elise was surprised by her senator's blatant

explanation. But she had more certain and reliable information than her
senator's explanation.
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 Many anecdotes about the light dragon Semeshita and his disciple
Gallian are secretly handed down in the Argan imperial family.

Andrei took her to the church of her imperial castle whenever her Elise
was bored with her or drenched in her melancholy. In the tomb of the
altar, the secret documents of Argan were buried along with the
remains of our ancestors.

A time when Semeshita wasn't a light dragon. The story of the days
when the progenitor Gallian was his disciple and the numerous magic
circles that he inherited and developed from the dragon. And the
record of the end of Gallian, unknown anywhere on the continent, and
the reason why his bloodline, the Argan imperial family, was able to
escape the wrath of the dragon and continue to be passed on to the
next generation.

Thanks to that, Elise was able to be certain to some extent. She

mumbled like a mutter.

“If there is a woman in this world that Rezt Kyrstan can take with her
heart, she will be the only one I have.”

"majesty...."

“I might be able to force it. But she doesn't die so miserably. Knowing
that, you have come this far.”

The problem is that he shouldn't care.

Elise stared at the bedroom door, which showed no sign of being

opened. I expected no message today, but will tomorrow be something
different? the next day?
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 Will you come to see me?

Elise managed to cut her thoughts off. Now she was her first day at
Rottier. There was no need for her to rush.

***

The candles were lit in the Grand Duke's office until late at night when
the clear half moon had risen.

“You have improved a lot. If you get a good night’s sleep and prepare
your meals on time, you will be able to move without difficulty.”

A fresh scent wafted from the table made of red cedar. For Rezette, it
was a familiar scent that was like a symbol of Rotière.

He opened the dozens of parchments one by one the aide had kept,
and received the report. What you read was a report on the
management of the estate, but what you hear is not about him.

“There are no clear aftereffects of the accident. The tinnitus has

completely subsided. There doesn't seem to be much to worry about
right now."

In front of Rezette, the doctor who had been treating Elysee during the
day, Freya, stood respectfully. “Did you tell me exactly what you said?”

"Of course. In addition to what you said, I have told you everything I
know.” “Were you calm after hearing such a story?”

"Yes. He listened attentively, but he did not appear to be greatly

shocked.”
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 Rezette smirked. He remembered the woman who innocently blinked
his wet eyes and glanced at the groin that was close to me.

A shriveled arc caught the corner of his mouth, which had been silently
closed. “You are not afraid.”

Or there is no thought, or there is no awareness.

If not all, is there a certain corner to believe in?

There was one point of doubt.

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“It is doubtful that recovery has accelerated this much in just a few
months. He obviously suffered from lacerations, sores, and high fever
for a month and a half until he was first caught by the Van Yela army at
the border. Falling into the lake and standing there for only a full month,
it's over. No wonder.”

“Perhaps when you were first caught by the Banyella military, your
mental anxiety was a big factor in your long illness.”

“Isn't it a psychological shock to fall off a cliff and almost drown? It

seems that if you add it, it will add up, but not less.”

“That’s right, but…”

The senator mumbled in embarrassment. Rezette put his parchment

down on the desk and organized his thoughts.

If so, it means that she has had some change in her body, and if the
cause is in an area that the legislator cannot diagnose, there is only one
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 possibility.

“The princess used magic. She was a barrier large enough to cover
the entire head of a hundred people, is there any possibility that she is
affected by that?”

“Magic is an unknown area that has not yet been studied. I cannot be
sure.”

Magic. And the magic that is the basis of it. That study was the
exclusive property of the Argan imperial family in Grandel.

Everyone in Grandel feared and coveted magic, but Argan completely

hid its power from the eyes of the continent. Even Rezette, a dragon
with magical power flowing through his veins, knew nothing about its
mysterious power.

The magic lab of the Argan Imperial Castle fell into the hands of the
Ugels. Aside from them, the only person who knew magic best was
Elizabeth Aseica.

'After all, she doesn't know anything until she opens her mouth.'

I'm sure there's a place I believe in, so I'm sure it won't be shaken.
Resette glanced at the medical records of Elysee given to her by the
doctor for a moment, then put them down.

“By the way… Your Majesty.”

The senator who was observing his expression carefully placed his
words on it. “I’m

speaking to the old woman, but…”

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 "Say it."

“Just because he has a little bit of resilience doesn't mean he's as

healthy as most women. So, you have to be very careful when
sleeping. Of course you know.”

“……”

“And if possible, a little more kindly .... Her Majesty Her Majesty, as well
as her intercourse between men and women, seems unfamiliar with her
natural sexuality and pleasure ....”

“Aren’t you going to hold me tight?”

“Sorry, I’m sorry.”

The old lady senator bowed her head with her sullen face. Resette
pointed to her tingling temples.

“If I hadn’t known that, I wouldn’t have been in so much trouble.”

She said that if the princess was really a wizard, how could she
possibly handle him? But Leggett had no intention of betting on the
low odds he couldn't guarantee.

After showing his desires to Elysee at the inn, he realized one thing.
Once you cross the line set by reason, there will be no turning back.

Yongin's long-pressed nature cannot be satisfied with one or two

occasions. day? Two days? I can't even predict that. The back of his
eyeballs became hot just thinking about the golden eyes that glistened
with water and the dizzying scent of fresh flowers.
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 ‘Should we keep a few days apart?’

Annoyance and confusion were mixed. Resette nodded impatiently.

“Get out of here.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The senator bent down and left the office. Resette glanced at the
door, not trying to lower her gaze with the papers again.

A dark green dress could be seen through the crack in the door the
lawmaker had left.

“Can I come in? majesty."

"okay."

Old Lady Pettinson entered the study with an upright gait.

Rezette looked out of his window and measured the time. It was a
deep night long after the sun had completely set. Pettinson never finds
him late at night.

“What happened to the princess?”

The woman didn't answer right away and remained silent for a while.
She was a person who did not hesitate to give strict advice and advice
even if her opponent was Leget. Procrastination is not uncommon.

“His Majesty the Princess said that she had gone to bed a while ago.”

She had already seen her report. Resette raised an eyebrow.

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 “Are you going to say that?”

“Now that the hostess has arrived, shouldn’t there be a change in the
Rottier Castle? There are parts of her where I would like to give her top
to His Majesty.”

"Say it."

“Are you planning to entrust the internal affairs of the castle to the
Crown Princess?”

"unofficial decision?"

It was something I hadn't thought of. As he was only thinking about

the nonsensical contract Elysée made, he did not worry about anything
else. For example, the responsibilities and duties that she has as her
Grand Duchess and the lord's wife.

Resette vacated the rotier on a regular basis, while the castle was
maintained by Alfredo, the general butler, and Mrs. Pettinson, the
maidservant. In particular, Mrs. Petinson was the widow of writer
Petinson M during her youth, who was also the head of her family. She
never once had a problem with her managing her affairs.

In the meantime, the position of the Grand Duchess was vacant, so

Mrs. Pettinson did all her work, but now that the situation has changed,
it is time for discussion.

However, in reality, the name of the couple that binds Resette herself
and the princess was only a semblance of a relationship. It was also a
deadline that you never know when it would break. It was not efficient
to leave the person who will be staying for a while to manage the
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Resette opened up the papers he had accumulated over the year of his
expedition. The documents organized by these people, who have been
working together for nearly 15 years, were flawless.

It would be better for Mrs. Pettinson to take over and get him to pay, as
she has always done. Perhaps she would have been if Elizabeth had
not been the Princess of Argan. It didn't take long for Rezette to be
immersed in his thoughts. he said carelessly. “Ask your sire’s
intentions first.”

Old Lady Pettinson looked at her owner in disbelief. Asking her to

confirm the will of her princess first was like an indirect permission to
make her do so if she wanted to interfere in her internal affairs.

He was compelled to ask again, knowing that the Archduke would not
speak empty words.

“Does that mean that she gives Her Majesty Her Majesty her
decision?”

“If you wish.”

“However, if someone who doesn’t know anything about Rotior makes

a mistake after taking an interest in the internal affairs in haste...”

“Isn’t my estate not strong enough to be shaken by a few mistakes?”

“It depends on where you are interested. For example, the financial
part. It is true that Roti is as wealthy as the capital, but it is very
different from the Argan Empire when it was still alive. Your standards
will be different.”
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 “Since he has lived his whole life in Argan Imperial Castle, he must be
ignorant of Banjelana Rottier.”

“Yes, so…”

“So, if you want to know, I will let you know, and I will do what you want
without asking me for permission. If you treat me like you would, there
will be nothing lacking.”

The Archduke turned his attention back to the papers as if he had

done everything he had to say.

Petinson rolled his lips inward and chewed it. I wondered if he would
come here, but it seems that the owner was really going to give the
princess a number from one to ten.

‘What is the reason? You are not a person who will have weaknesses...'

He wasn't meant to annoy his master who had just returned today for
long. However, as the story has progressed, there was one point that
must be pointed out.

From the moment she heard rumors that the Archduke and the
Princess had some kind of relationship, Pettinson was skeptical.

“The Crown Princess is reluctant to show me that she is being treated

by her doctor.”

Rezette opened her eyes to the sudden change of topic.

"therefore?"

“At least, as the handmaiden, I must be aware of the state of the

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 Highness. That way we can respond to emergencies.”

“Didn’t the clinic leave medical records?”

“I am telling you that there is no need to hide it.”

Isn't it award-winning? Since the opponent was an opponent, he could

not openly say that the Archduke was suspicious, but the Archduke
would have recognized her intentions quickly.

“Pettinson.”

Rezette let out a soft sigh and put the papers down on the desk.
However, the following frosty remarks were far from Pettinson's
expectations.

“I told you to treat me like you would treat me a while ago. You must
have interfered with my intentions.”

"no. How am I?”

“Then there is no reason for the princess to do that either. If you don't
want to, you shouldn't do it, but I don't know why it keeps getting so
long. And didn't you force yourself to treat someone you didn't like?"

"Yes?"

“I heard McClane went to the bedroom.”

McClane was a resident doctor at Rottier Castle. Mrs. Pettinson's

mouth closed like a seashell.

“Is it possible not to know what is going on in my castle?”

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“I don’t think I will ever see your Majesty.”

“My thoughts were short. Please forgive me.”

Everywhere in the rotier are the eyes and ears of the Archduke.
Pettinson's entourage was no exception. Fortunately, the opponent is
Pettinson, who has a big bone in the Rottier, so he listens to him as
much as he does.

“Then, regarding internal affairs, tomorrow, I will ask the Crown

Princess for advice.”

“Let it be.”

Petinson closed her eyes sullenly, preventing her from suffocating. He

knew with his head he had to step back, but he didn't step back.

“Do you dare say one more word? This time, I am speaking as your
nanny, not Rotier's handmaiden.”

Rezette's hand, which had just picked up the pen, stopped.

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Yumora, it's a word I haven't heard in a long time.

Instead of answering, he gave his consent with a wink of his eyes.

“I wanted you to marry the one you love with your heart.”

But as soon as Petinson opened his mouth, Legette burst out an

absurd laugh. Nevertheless, Pettinson continued without hesitation.
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 “I still remember the nine-year-old boy who first set foot in the
Banyella Imperial Castle. The child who had empty eyes with no place
to put his heart. When he said that he was a man of high rank, he
would only look at him with envy. Especially His Majesty the Emperor.”

“……”

“He sincerely hoped for His Majesty when he was conferred with titles
and territories. I hope you find stability in Rottier. May this place
become your strength and a strong foundation, so that you can climb to
places you cannot dare to reach.”

“I still didn’t know you were going to be treated like a child.”

Resette cut her off indifferently. She was a silent urge to say goodbye
and get out, but Mrs. Pettinson was firm in her words.

“Just as you are looking at the Emperor, who was your half-brother
back then, you are looking at the Princess now. Is it really true that you
have brought her life companion, not a master to obey and worship?”

“What if not both?”

“Then do you have sympathy for him?”

“If you see it that way, think so.”

“She was told by the princess that she was in danger of hanging her
neck in the capital. She was spared the death penalty on the pretext
that she was pregnant. Please tell me the truth, my lord. Is it true that
he really has His Majesty's child?”

The question and answer continued with her tail biting her tail. Resette
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 shuddered with irritation.

“Did Ruben Diark write so much detail and send it to Rottier?”

“She had received news separately from the capital. Sir Ruben's
communication is not

sincere." “Then why do you ask?”

“Because it’s weird. It would have been more convincing if you said
that you brought it because I was blinded by lust.”

“It’s not wrong.”

The Grand Duke threw away only insincere answers that shunned the
issue. In the end, a surname spread on Petinson's elegant face.

"Your Majesty's Majesty must have fallen for such a sarcastic remark.
But this old man's eyes can't be deceived. What was the real reason
you brought the Crown Princess to Loti? If he wasn't envious, greedy,
or sympathetic, did he make any deal with him?”

“Rebecca.”

Les Jet let out a low groan and laid his parchment down on the table.

“I don’t care if you see me as a bastard who can’t even tell the
difference, or a horned cub. But the monthly pass is difficult.”

“……”

“I asked why you brought the princess. She wanted to do that. Did
you get an answer?”
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 “Then, in the end, my first guess is correct.”

No one would have known that the raven-like attribute of collecting

sparkling things lies behind the stoic and insensitive knight.

Rebecca Pettinson was the only one other than the emperor to know
about Rezette Kyrstan's childhood. It was her nanny whom her
emperor Neuer gave to her after her first purchase of her half-sister
from her gladiator arena.

More than 20 years have passed since she had seen it. A nine-year-
old child who had just entered the imperial castle over those long years
became a boy, a mature man, and a knight who had the blessing of
Rotier and the trust of the emperor on his back.

But Mrs. Pettinson knew better than anyone else the underside of the
seemingly innocent young Archduke.

Rezette Kyrstan was inevitably drawn to humans who seemed to be

modeled after God. He seldom takes his eyes off those with a shining
status, appearance, and ancestry.

But it's not because you have the object in mind, you don't care about
it, or you yearn for it. It was simply the result of learning through a
childhood filled with self-hatred.

The indelible history of obedience remained clear even for the ears of
war who had the world under their feet.

"... Please, please don't say that you will treat the Princess of Argan like
her master. Unless you're trying to bring down Rotier for treason. I'd
rather treat you like a precious collectible."
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Mrs. Pettinson held her chin firmly and spoke calmly.

“You sleep in your bedroom,” she said. She will be waiting for the rain.”

She left her office one last time with those words.

Even after Petinson's departure, Rezette silently read through her

remaining papers.

Rebecca Pettinson knows that he is extremely averse to sleeping

unconsciously in the same room with someone.

Even though she clearly knows, she asks to sleep there. She vaguely
guessed that he wouldn't be using the bedroom for a while.

The candle that lit her office did not go out for long.

05. Inconvenient Minor

The sun was shining through the canopy.

Elise rolled her eyes, covering her eyes with her hand, and then stood
up.

After a long time, a proper down mattress was similar to her bed in
Argan Castle. The duvet, which had obviously been replaced, had a
pleasant smell of crispy fibers.

Thanks to her, she slept well after a very long time. The seat next to
her was empty, but as expected it was fine.

After arranging her chair with Yvessa's help, Elysee took her for a walk
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 to take a leisurely stroll through her castle, which she hadn't seen all
through yesterday. But as soon as she went downstairs, she met Mrs.
Pettinson.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Thanks for your kind heart, I slept well.”

“Your Majesty did not come down with you.”

“You didn’t sleep in the bedroom.”

“You must have been busy.”

"...Well."

Pettinson muttered her words and looked at the back of her princess,
who hastened her steps. The tiny pinna that could be seen through her
silvery hair was reddish. You can see that the relationship between her
and her husband is not that close even with a glance.

Mrs. Pettinson proposed to the princess, who hesitated for a moment,

not knowing where she was going.

“If you want to take a look around, I will take you.”

Elise reluctantly nodded her head. She felt uncomfortable with this
stern-looking old lady, but she couldn't be more suitable as her
maidservant-in-law, Mrs. Pettinson, as the castle's guide.

Numerous sculptures and beautiful marble adorned the interior of the

castle harmoniously. The four seasons of the colorful roti were drawn
on the huge tapestry that adorned the wall of the hallway.
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 Elysee looked around the kitchen and the banquet hall with huge oak
tables. There was a separate chapel outside the main tower.

Her servants stopped her hand and bowed her head to Elysee.
Elysee's curious gaze rested on a few of them.

If there is one peculiar thing, there were many particularly beautiful

women in this castle. Many of her maids had a beauty that even Elysee
would have her eyes on, as did the maids who do her chores.

They had another thing in common. Compared to her others, her

peculiarity was that she squinted at her.

Is it Mrs. Pettinson's taste?

“Are all those who work in the castle selected by her wife?”

“Until now, I and the general butler were selected after consultation. If
you need a list of users, we will prepare it.”

There was nothing wrong with learning the names and faces of the
people of the city. Elise nodded her head, and Mrs. Pettinson smiled
invisibly at her. Only one corner of her mouth was slightly raised, and it
was a somewhat meaningful smile.

"Ah... Come to think of it, there are also some people we didn't select."

"is it? which?"

“There were some who were sent by the Emperor himself. Last year,
until the Grand Duke went out, he would send them every month.”

“The users…?”
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 There must be a lot of people who want to work in the lord's castle in
Rottier, but the emperor dares?

When Elise didn't understand her English, the smile on Old Lady
Petinson's face grew wider. She replied kindly.

“They were not candidates, they were archdukes, not servants,” she
said. Because Your Majesty pays special attention to your marriage.”

“……”

“It was always difficult even at Rottier. These are women sent by Your
Majesty, and cannot be rejected or cast out. In the end, I had no choice
but to reap.”

Elise's expression hardened slightly.

Had she been a tall woman, she would not have sent her to Loti as she
would send her bounty. So, from the beginning, the emperor sent the
women to get drunk. Didn't the legislator say that Yongin is vulnerable
to lust?

Was he intending to catch even one person? Was Yongin so coveted?

In other words, it was a story of dozens of women who were sent to be

the property of the Grand Duke in this castle. It wouldn't be strange at
all if he picked anyone, but rather the beauties who were sent to do so.

I suddenly had a question.

Among the women sent in that way, did the man hold any?

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 On the second and third days at Rottier, Elise's life went smoothly.

Like a lie, she seemed to have returned to her Argan days. The only
difference is that the bustle of the castle, which Elysee had always
been watching from afar, was right outside the door.

Yvette Saga was the only one in her Rotière surname to be friendly
with her. Her other users were either extremely wary of her or overly
polite to her.

He was familiar with it, so he didn't care. However, when I found a

maid or maid who looked pretty in my eyes, I would stop without
realizing it.

No matter how pretentious her husband may be, when she thinks that
her husband is under the same roof with a woman he may have once
embraced, Elysee's mood becomes infinitely strange.

After all, she's no different from them. Because she has the same
purpose of incubating the seeds of Yongin.

It was a path that she had chosen on her own, so even if it was painful
in her stomach, it was no big deal.

'I wish I could have children sooner rather than later,' she said.

Then, at least, you will be able to shake off this anxiety that time is
passing effortlessly.

Nearly a month had already passed during her contract due to a delay
in her journey to Loti. As she counted the days remaining, she kept
getting impatient.
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 In the end, the peace was short-lived. From the fifth day of her stay in
Lotier, Elysee began to sleep.

Her comfort, reminiscent of her argan, aroused her longing for her
brother. Every night Andrei, who bled, appeared in her dreams and
rebuked her.

“How could you do such an absurd thing, Elise! You are the Princess
of Argan! How can you take on the role of a seed-bearer...!”

She hadn't dreamed of Andrei when she came to Loti. The biggest
difference between then and now was the man's absence.

“……”

Already a week and a half ago, Elysee slept alone in this spacious
bedroom and she woke up alone. The seat next to her turned off the
lights and was clean, without a trace of her lying down.

“…you didn’t come today.”

Unintentionally, after meeting Rezette Kyrstan, he was away from her

for a while. She had only been sleeping for a week and she had been
missing her empty seat.

In the last few days, she had only seen the man once in Elise. All I had
to do was stand out the window yesterday and see his back with her
knights.

No matter how big the castle was, it couldn't be like this unless one
side deliberately avoided it. Inevitably, she felt ominous. no way.

‘Are you going to keep your promise…?’

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 The voice she dismissed saying that she didn't want to hug a woman
like me and her words, which she said indifferently, 'Adjust yourself in
advance,' came to mind alternately. Still, seeing the evidence that her
man was excited, it seems that she had no spirit, and when she realized
that she had been neglected for a week even though she wanted to,
she became uneasy.

Eventually, her sleep was completely gone.

‘I have to come and see your face.’

Elysee pulled her leash that hung over her side table. Before long,
Yvessa opened the bedroom door with a bright smile.

“Your Majesty, you woke up early! You could sleep a little more.” “No,
that’s enough.”

“I’ll bring you some hot soup first. You are warming up.” "no. meal
later. Can you bring me a shawl?”

"yes? You just opened your eyes. Where are you going?”

“In the office. Just a moment. It won't take long since I'll use those
stairs." Elysee simply splashed water on her face and tucked her
clothes on.

She pulled back her curtains and opened the exposed wooden door. A
narrow, dark spiral staircase appeared. This road, she had said, was to
be used only by her lord and his wife, with no access to her maids or
her servants.

But after only two laps down the stairs, Elysee had to admit that she
was wrong.
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 The stairs were very narrow and steep, and there were no windows or
candlesticks hanging from the wall. A faint light shone through a gap in
the ceiling somewhere was all that illuminated below.

It was only then that she heard regret that she should have brought the
candle. If you fall down here, you may break your bones.

Elysee paid her attention to her feet as she descended the spiral
staircase for a long time.

As she was getting more and more dizzy from the endless spiral
staircase, she came to the front of the tightly closed door.

The soft morning sun was streaming in from a window the size of her
palm, which was a little higher than her eye level.

Elysee lifted her feet up and brought her eyes to her little spear. The
scenery of the Grand Duke's office, which he had passed without
looking into yesterday, was reflected in her golden eyes.

The neatly arranged desks and chairs showed no traces of use until
last night. There was no one she was looking for.

“I was just trying to check my face…”

Shall I go in for a moment? It's a door that says this anyway, but it
wouldn't be disrespectful to go into the office and wait.

After hesitating for a while, Elise placed her hand on her doorknob.
She went back with a lump of iron clasping her clasp.

But the door did not open.

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 Something heavy was definitely blocking the door. Elise pushed her
with all her might, but the door did not move.

There was only one reason why the fastest passage between the
master's office and the room was blocked like this. It's an unused
staircase. Then the room up there is naturally the bedroom he doesn't
use.

After all, the reason the lord's bedroom is at the top of the main tower
is to prevent intruders. As a knight and Yongin, there would have been
no reason why he had to endure inconvenience and insist on the top
floor.

Elysee let out her melancholy sigh and then she took a step from the
door. She was at a loss as she thought of going up the road.

Is she punishing her because she is bad at spying like a stray cat and
trying to go? Don't do anything stupid.

Could she wait for a while and he won't come back to the office? But
she was a hundred times better off diligently going up to the bedroom
now than to face them in embarrassment through the round window of
the blocked door.

Elise pushed her door hard one last time. She still doesn't budge.

"...really!"

A scream soared. Elise clenched her fists tightly and knocked on her
door. Go to such a pitiful place!

It was at that moment that a chuckle was heard outside the door.
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 Elise was startled, and she took a few steps from the door. Through
her little window, someone was looking at her with her wide-eyed eyes.

***

All the windows in the bedroom at the top of the main tower were wide
open.

Yvette Sawa and her new princess, Laria, diligently cleaned the
bedroom and parlor. The stone wall held cool energy even in the warm
late spring, and the draft was quite good, making it difficult to ventilate
when the princess stays.

It was when the two maids were doing their best to quickly clean up
while the owner was away. Yvette Saga stopped dusting her when she
saw her man entering her drawing room.

"majesty."

was a grand duke He glared at the bedroom half-exposed through the

gap in the open door.

“Are you inside?”

"yes?"

Yvessa had a puzzled expression on her face.

“Your Majesty came down a long time ago, but…”

Resette frowned at the unexpected situation. Did you go out this early
in the morning?
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 “This is not the time to cough.”

It was now a little past eight o'clock. Elise would usually open her eyes
around 8 o'clock.

Before she went out to inspect the estate, she stopped by to see if she
was well. She only made sure she was sleeping well and was about to
go, but she got up and went down already?

“You woke up early today. You went down to the office about an hour
ago, but you seem to have crossed paths.”

“What did you do without being there?”

“Hansako said that she would go alone. She was tough, so she
couldn't help but follow her. I beg you.”

"...I get it."

There were many stairs and roads in the castle. But I was told that
Mrs. Pettinson and Alfredo had told her all the structures of her
surnames. She's eating well and taking her medications on time, and
she's been informed that she won't at least not be lost and lost or lying
somewhere.

Resette looked around the cozy decorated space with her eyes. The
bedroom, which had been empty for nearly 15 years, had changed
remarkably. Moderately luxurious, moderately comfortable, and
sufficiently safe. There was nothing lacking in his eyes.

“Did nothing special happen?”

"Yes."
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 Rezette read her hesitation on her maid's face and narrowed her eyes.
It's impossible for a maid to pick her horse at her master's question.

“Tell me. Every little thing.”

“...well, it looked like he had been sleeping for two days. He seemed to
have woken up several times in the morning, but he didn't call me, so I
didn't know until the sun came up.”

“Are you going to sleep?”

Rezette frowned. He looked back over the past three months.

When he first caught him and wounded herself, Elise certainly suffered
from frequent nightmares. As she slept, she would often shiver or
moan as if she was waking up from a game.

But during her journey to Loti, she slept soundly without waking up all
morning.

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“Aren’t you worried about going to sleep alone?”

Yvessa added cautiously.

“It's only been a week since you came to Rottier. It will take time to
adapt.”

“You will. Watch closely and report back.”

When Rezette gave only brief instructions and showed signs of turning
around, Yvessa added hastily.
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 “He seemed to miss people’s warmth enough to spend time down
there on purpose even during the day.”

human warmth. Rezette recalled her story of how she spent her entire
life in that big argan, but only in my bedroom.

‘Should I send them out to take a tour of the territory?’

Lately, Rottier Castle has been noisy every day. A banquet was held
every day in the hall to celebrate the end of the war and to celebrate
the safe return of the army. The festival continued on the streets for
several days.

When people gather, I know they talk about the princess of Argan. The
Princess of the Exiled Country and Yongin. As it is a provocative
combination, these are not words that will sink quickly.

Besides, the rumors are quick. It would not take a few days for the
reputation of the princess, who was sold as a concubine even in the
capital, to reach Rottier.

She couldn't let the princess go up and down her people's mouths like
entertainment, so she wouldn't let her wander outside her. As for her
mind, she doesn't even want to leave the castle at all.

Anyway, Rottier Castle was big, and there were a lot of pretty rare
sights. There's no need to take the risk and get them out of the castle.

Resette was just about to come to that conclusion. Yvette Saga

carefully placed her horse.

“Don’t just send a message through a servant, take care not to be

lonely, and you will be fine in no time. It looked like they needed a
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 lieutenant.”

“Did you say that?”

“Even if you don’t say anything, you can see something if you stand by
your side.”

She needs me, la. Even her maid's mouth-watering request wasn't
bad for her to hear.

'Should we go out together...'

If I take him out personally, there will be no risk of getting caught up in

gossip or endangered. My mind was inclined toward whether it would
be okay to allow it up to that point.

After confirming that her master's response was generous, Yvette

Saga quickly spoke up.

“For example, why don't you go down to the office instead of still here?
You went down to see His Majesty, but you must be confused because
the roads have crossed.”

“…Yeah, I got it.”

“Yes, then through this door…”

Rezette narrowed her brow slightly.

"door? What door.”

"Yes? This is the door to the stairway leading directly to your office.”

Rezette saw her maid's bewildered expression and only then

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 remembered the door's existence. The stairway connecting the lord's
bedroom to the office was a passage he hadn't set foot in for as many
years as he had not visited this bedroom.

“You said you went in there?”

“Yes, yes…”

The open door in the office was also almost treated like a wall because
it had no use.

Apparently, she had put a side table and a safe in front of it, but if you
guessed it, it wasn't the weight that she could push open from the
inside alone.

Rezette strode into the bedroom with her face hardened. And he
opened the door half-closed by the curtain and pushed it back.

After a long absence of light, a passage as black as the throat of an

open-mouthed animal appeared. Her expression vanished from Les
Jet's face.

***

A bright light poured down on Elise's face. Her bewildered voice flew
towards her as she reflexively covered her eyes and backed away.

“No, I opened it to see if there was a rat hiding because something was
constantly rustling. How are you, Your Majesty?”

Fortunately, the opponent was a face that Elise knew. When she was
convinced that there was an acquaintance, her gladness surged.
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 “Sir Reuben?”

"Yes. long time no see."

Ruben, scratching his head, took a step forward in front of the door.

“Come out at once. This stairway, that is, the road leading directly to
the top, must have been blocked because it has not been used for a
long time.”

"thanks."

Elise clasped her shawl at the front and entered her office. 'thank god.
I no longer see him exhausted in the middle of the stairs.’

It was only after an hour or so that my thoughts came to my mind

about my untidy hair and an incomplete outfit. Elise glanced at her
squint at her own reflection in her window. She wasn't embarrassed to
appear in front of others, but she wasn't very elegant either.

However, Ruben Diark is a knight who has already seen her more ugly
and messy than this. Unless her opponent is Rezekirstan, she doesn't
even have to look pretty and well-groomed.

“Did you come down to see your Majesty?”

"Right. She wasn't even in the office and the door didn't open, so she
was thinking about going upstairs.”

“The stairs are too dark. Bring something to light up.”

“I haven’t thought about it yet. Did the Archduke leave?”

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 Ruben shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.

"I do not know. I also stopped by for a report, but seeing that there
was no sorbet, I think he went out to inspect the manor. Or you went to
the training ground in front of the fortress where the knights were
staying. Would you like to visit?”

“Now?”

“If you wish. Have you not looked around the fort yet?”

Elise hesitated a little, then nodded her head. She says she has
nothing to do inside the castle anyway, so it wouldn't be bad for her to
get some fresh air at this time. She quickly followed after Ruben
excitedly.

“The mighty military power is also the pride of Rottier! You came to
Rottier, can you skip the fort and go over it?”

Ruben Diark was a delightful and lively knight. I thought all the knights
were just as blunt and indifferent as Rezette, but I guess I was
mistaken. He was the most talkative of all the people Elysée met on
Rottier.

“Isn’t the fortress quite large?”

“Because there are a lot of people. Normally, it is almost impossible to

train private soldiers on a scale of 2,000 in one estate. This is Rotier,
and the lord is our lord, so this is possible.”

When Elise asked a question, a fiery and lively answer lasting several
minutes came back. Thanks to Ruben's non-stop chatter, there was no
time for Elise, who was covering her face, to feel her awkwardness.
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“It doesn't happen often, but there are times when Your Majesty will be
your direct opponent. Then, the knights of Rottier will be very excited
and rush in. It is a mountain that I will never be able to cross, but I think
it is the kind of feeling that I want to try.”

“Aren’t you hurt?”

“Hey, can there be an injury in Dalian? It’s everyday.”

“Is it everyday?”

Elise asked in surprise. The words man with an iron body and injury
did not go together like water and oil.

Ruben scratched his chin smartly.

“Eh, you’re my master, but you’re really inflexible, so you play Dalian
like a real battle.

There is absolutely no way to look after them.”

"iced coffee...."

“There are people who have endured without admitting defeat and
have gone to the brink of death. Haha, what a pity you are, poor Jacob.
It turned out like a well-kneaded flour dough. Oh, of course.”

Reuben, who had been talking cheerfully, glanced at Elysee anew.

“Of course, you may not be able to imagine it well for the Crown
Princess.”
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 The frequent injuries didn't seem to apply to the man. Elysee was
relieved in her heart, but on the other hand, she thought it was a really
manly way of fighting.

“I think I know. You are a cold person.”

“Ah, the coldness. You are paying special attention to your Majesty.
Affectionate, kind.”

“…does it look like that?”

"sure. It is like a sword to us. Sometimes he is so fierce that his back

is standing upright in case someone is not Yongin, but when he does, if
he touches him the wrong way, he really leaves the world... Of course, it
doesn't happen often. Anyway, if you look at it like that, to your
majesty, you know peaches that are almost ripe. It’s bubbling.”

It's been a week since I arrived at the castle and my nose isn't shining,
isn't it as soft as a peach? It seems that all peaches in the world have
dried seeds.

While Elysee snorted inwardly, they passed the courtyard of the main
tower and approached the citadel where the knights were staying. It
was a different atmosphere from the main tower.

“This is the dormitory for the knights who guard the castle. There are
five knights, including myself, and five or sixty soldiers. The rest stay in
the military camp to the north, outside the triple defense line. All
training for privates is done there. It's not a walking distance because
you have to go down outside the walls. This is a stable.”

Elise found a familiar horse in the stable. A large, jet-black steed was
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closer to her welcome.

“Hello, see you again.”

“Oh, my lord. It's dangerous if you touch those words carelessly..."

Ruben hurriedly stretched out his hand. But his hands soon stiffened
awkwardly in mid-air.

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The black horse let out a welcome cry and rubbed the snout against
Elise's hand. Elise smiled broadly and stroked her words.

“It was big, but it was gentle. Even with strangers on his back, he is
calm.”

“Are you gentle?”

Not only Ruben, but also the knights who were watching from afar
could not help but be astonished. The stable keeper with a mouth plug
he hadn't filled his horse with was already frozen blue.

Only Elise was calm alone.

“What is this child’s name?”

“Uh, the master didn’t build it for you.”

"okay...? I don’t mind.”

You don't even give a common name to a rottweiler that roams her
battlefield together. This is also true. “Nigger.”
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 Reuben and other knights' expressions hardened ridiculously at her
nickname, which Elise called affectionately. The woman who now looks
like a puppy dog is so wild and selfish that it was a rare and crazy horse
that threw five riders to death.

Only the Archduke was able to tame this horse. Rather than taming it,
it is more correct to press it with force. The complexions of those who
remembered the scene where the master made him obey me while
gripping the head of his horse with his changed right arm, their
complexion grew pale.

“...to do, what. The master's words are also the words of the visionary.
I think I'm going to recognize the owner."

Reuben managed to convince him. Anyway, nigger was a cute

nickname that didn't suit the nigger who was just about to be released.

Elise caressed the black horse that made a pleasant cry.

“Black. When is your master coming to see me?”

The reason for coming up here at this early hour in the first place was
only to confirm the existence of the man, and he could not even see his
nose around the fortress.

It is the law that the sad person has to move first, so he came out
looking for it at the best. It can't be that rewarding.

‘I don’t think you’re going to leave me alone like this.’

They had work to do. It was the duty of this marriage, which was
stipulated in the contract.
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 Obviously, when I tried to catch him, he promised that he wouldn't give
up. Are you afraid that you will catch him and don't show up? Like
locking me up in that high top room?

Gisele Jett had never once blocked Elysee's freedom, but it seemed
that this uneasy feeling would not go away unless she blamed him on
him.

Besides, this is how I see it. There were certainly many beauties in
Rottier Castle. That fact bothered me unbearably. There are so many
women, isn't there this one that he liked?

Reuben, who misinterpreted Elysee's emaciated face, secretly

suggested her.

“If you are really bored, take a look around the territory, Your Majesty.
Shall I tell Alfredo to prepare the carriage?”

"It's okay. Can I borrow just one horse?”

"Yes? Uh huh, of course you can ride any one, but... you want to go
out?” “I thought I’d just take a quick look around the hill in the
backyard.”

As if she understood Elise's words, her nigger shoved her head in her
swiftly. She seemed to be begging me to take her. It was so cute that
she was fluttering in proportion to her size, and she burst into laughter.

“Do you want to go with me too? Then only half an hour…”

“You can’t ride a horse.”

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 It was then that a cold voice intervened.

Elise's back, which was holding her black horse's chin, jumped out. As
she tilted her head to her angle, she suddenly saw a man approaching
her back.

As always, the first thing that catches her eye is the large jawline.
Then there are blue crystal eyes that show no warmth. And slightly
disheveled hair and collar.

A cold voice fell.

“Isn’t it dangerous for a pregnant woman to ride a horse alone?”

“……”

“Of course, being so close in front of such a war horse.”

Rezette snatched the reins that fell down his horse's neck and gripped
them. The black horse rolled her feet as if welcoming her master. He
finished speaking firmly, with her arms pulling Elise back behind her.

“It’s dangerous.”

It was a voice that I heard properly after about a week. I don't know
why, but he was much more edgy than usual. The end of a short sigh is
harsh. It was enough to make Elise hesitate.

The joy that had shyly held out her head faded away like a lie. I didn't
expect a friendly greeting, but I also didn't expect that reprimands
would come in the first place.

Elise replied reluctantly.

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 “It never occurred to me that horseback riding was not good. Sorry."

“It’s not for me to be careful, it’s for Your Majesty.”

“…the world is full of very dangerous things.”

“For you, yes. Everyone turn their heads.”

At the command like frost, Ruben and other knights quickly turned
around. While Elise was bewildered, Resette glanced over her outfit.

Her grip on the front of the shawl had loosened as she stepped
backwards. Through the gently flowing shawl, she could see frills and
smooth, white skin that could not be attached to her casual clothes.
Rezette's expressionless expression cracked.

“Did you go around dressed like this all the time?”

"yes?"

Elise checked the front of me where his eyes were nailed. Her cheeks
immediately stained like a ripe apple. Elysee undid her quick shawl and
covered her chest.

“You surprised me. Actually, I didn’t mean to come out…”

“Reuben, go and get my robes.”

Elise's meager excuse was cut off at her waist by her cool command.
Reuben rushed to the castle.

Elise settled her embarrassment and she quickly made excuses.

“The people of the castle would hardly have seen me. I wouldn't think
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 it's strange to see Lord Ruben and the other knights wearing more
simple clothes..."

"majesty."

Resette cut her off adamantly. Call it an excuse now.

It was only in Argan that she knew what she was wearing, and she
would have quietly covered her eyes, but this was her enemy country.
There are many people who explore the princess's every move with
curious eyes.

In the end, you can't stop getting angry. Resette nailed the nail in a
frosty tone. “You only see this outfit in front of me. No other way.”

"yes?"

“Or only in front of the maids who take care of the bed.”

Unless you are possessed by all the men in the castle.

Rezette swallowed the words that almost followed his tongue behind
his neck. Discomfort soared when I thought that the eyes of the men
could have been touched by the slender ankles exposed under the skirt
of her skirt, or the skin that could have been seen through the shawl.

“…it doesn’t really matter.”

However, it was a spectacle to come back.

Not knowing what was hurting her sarcasm, Elise turned her gaze
away and responded coldly.
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 “You won’t even be able to see a police officer wearing this kind of
outfit. You are so busy that you don’t even come near me all day.”

She exhaled and bit the inside of her lips. A tee with a goal was strong.
Lesette rubbed her lips with her thumb, preventing her from chewing
on her mucous membranes.

“If you do, you will continue to do so.”

“Honestly, if you don’t tell me, no one thinks it’s pajamas.”

Elise twisted her head, avoiding even her hand.

“If I had been so harsh, would I have walked into a place full of men
saying I was crazy? I know that number.”

Rezette's face hardened in an instant.

Don't pray. Pajamas are pajamas. Does the original role of this piece of
cloth change just because it doesn't look like a nightgown? Despite
what he had endured, his voice became sensitive again.

“You are aware that this is a place full of men. Why did you come,
knowing?”

“Isn’t there a place I can’t come? Then I would have told you.”

Resette was so old that she didn't even feel the need to answer.
Reuben intervened in her haste and defended her.

“It is my negligence. He seemed to want to see His Majesty, so I

invited him, but my thoughts were short. sorry."
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 “Reuben Diark. You can come to the office by yourself later.”

"yes? Wait...!"

Elise grabbed Lesette's arm in surprise. Looking at her momentum, it

seems that she is trying to rebuke Reuben, but he only had the guilt of
guiding her to Elysee's castle. Even if it were a sin!

But when Rezette put her robe on her straight ahead, she lost track of
time with her flounder.

Now, it seems to be an expression of the will not to listen to my words

even with the back of my ears. Finally, Elise's rebellious spirit ignited.

She nervously took off her hood and opened her mouth to Reuben in a
whirl.

“Lord Reuben, when will you take a look outside the castle?”

"Yes? Ah, that is…”

“I was supposed to guide you. I want to go with Yvessa. May I ask for
an escort?”

It was half way off. Elysee gave her eyes strength and glared at Les
Jet.

“Is visiting the estate one of the things I shouldn’t do? Grand Duke, tell
me if I don't even have the authority to choose companions and
escorts. I have no desire to be stubborn.”
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 Rezette dismissed her rebellion by keeping her mouth shut. Instead,
he took her in her flashy embrace and without delay moved her into her
castle.

Even after arriving at the office, he did not add an explanation for not
finding the bedroom at all. He didn't explain why he gave out a
bedroom he wasn't using, nor why he had to block the entrance to the
stairs leading to his office.

‘If you don’t want to answer each time, close her mouth first…!’

Elise suppressed her anger inwardly.

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When Yvessa found her returned to the Archduke, she cried with tears
in her eyes.

She said, “Your Majesty, I was startled to learn that you had
disappeared…!”

Even if I went outside, all I had to do was go to the fortress. Will all the
people of the whole city be on a high level? Elise was going to say
something to her worried Ivessa, but Rezette swung past her and
missed her chance.

So Elise returned to the Archduke's office again. The door from which
she came out was wide open, and in front of it, a dimly lit lamp was
lying haphazardly.

Obviously, after Lord Ruben let him go, he closed the door again, but I
don't know what the English is. While Elise was bewildered, Rezette
stepped into her steps.
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 In an instant, the office moved further down there.

Even in the dark without a single candle, he reached the top without
stumbling. Elysee didn't even take a few minutes before she was
brought back to the bedroom.

‘Am I in a situation where I need to apologize?’

This was pretty embarrassing. She sighed as Elise stood odokani in

the middle of the living room without taking her robe off, and Rezette
took her robe off in her stead.

“Surprised.”

“...why are you?”

“You said you came down here, but the door that should have been
blocked is open. Your Majesty is nowhere to be seen.”

“How do you know I went down here?”

“I came to see you, so I know. If you stumble on a steep staircase like

that, you will fall.”

It was a little while ago that she was angry with her that she had
neglected me, but she came up to see her just today. She knew, of
course, that she was empty. She must have been just trying to make
sure she was doing well.

“…I was careful.”

“No matter how careful you are, you will not fall. Besides that, why did
you go to the alternate citadel?”
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 Elise completely avoided him and turned her head away. I went to look
for you in this situation, she said, not wanting to confide in her death.

But Rezette wrapped her cheeks and turned her back to look at me.

“Of course, you can go anywhere in the Rottier. Just don't go to the
Knights' Citadel and the military grounds outside the walls. If you are
curious, I will accompany you.”

“……”

“Did you forget what happened to you the day you were first captured
by Banyella?”

Oh, that day. Elise recalled that time anew. For some reason her
memory was fading, even though it was the most shameful and tragic
day of her death. It must be because the presence of this man who
was confronted immediately after that was overwhelming.

“Fred Roderick, who died at the hands of His Majesty by luck, is not my
knight. Since the incident happened in the same camp, I can't
guarantee that every one who said they were my subordinates would
have been stabbed in the head.”

"...it's not my fault..."

“It’s not that it’s your fault, it just means that I worry a lot.”

“So are you going to keep me here?”

If you're worried, if she doesn't want to leave her surname, you can just
give her a little bit so that she doesn't feel like it. I'm also doing the
things I need to get done when I come here.
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bedroom, just as she had stayed motionless in her wagon all the way to
Rotière.

Elise's thoughts were clearly visible in Legette's eyes.

“…Have you had breakfast?”

At the same time, the number of his attempts to cut off the topic
without knowing her was also read through to Elysee.

Elise opened her eyes and opened her mouth.

“You, you even stated in the contract that you would cooperate…!”

Oh my gosh, that's just a sign that he won't come up on the top floor
again in the future!

And you don't like me wandering around? The contract they shared
wasn't like this. “So you mean that you won’t even look at me in the
future?”

Resette grabbed the shoulder of Elise, who was about to get up, and
sat her back down.

“I don’t really like it right now.”

“Will the day come when I like it?”

There will be none. There are so many more options besides me! The
Rotier was full of women who were satisfied with his desires. He won't
have to take the pains of caring for himself.
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“Then I won’t have to wait here quietly for you. let it go Ask Sir
Reuben to take a tour of the estate!”

Unfortunately, that cry really touched Rezette's heart. His eyebrows

twitched immediately.

Oh, so there's no reason to be together like this right now, unless it's to
make a child?

So did you just follow Ruben Diark?

After scouring the empty office room and the stairs behind the wall,
Rezette's examination, which had been twisted steadily, eventually
turned completely wrong.

“I understand what you want from me, my lord.”

He interrupted her speech in her cold, windy tone.

“I would never have told you. The thing I hate the most in the world is
that it is an act of chasing pleasure like a beast.”

"What...."

“Especially, it’s about getting along with someone you don’t know well,
even without your mind.”

Elise, who had opened her lips blankly, asked with a trembling voice.

“Then why did you do that at the inn last time…?”

If you didn't have the heart to spend the night with me, shouldn't you
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 have exposed your explosive heat? Why did you say that, like getting
used to mine in advance?

Resette responded without a blink of an eye.

“So you didn't do anything. I left it untouched.”

“……”

Elise gradually began to feel dizzy in her head. What is it. It doesn't
mean that her body and head are separate.

It's right that she shouldn't have signed her succession contract with
her in the first place if she had that kind of guts. I learned anew that
there is such a shameless side to a man who believes in that principle.

Even that wasn't the end.

“I understand that you have heard from the lawmaker how Yongin was
conceived and how he was born. I was born exactly that way.”

"ah...."

“A monster conceived and born after eating its mother.” “……”

“Those who are inferior to beasts who say that if they are once blinded
by lust, they will just slam into the person under them regardless of
what they do. My nature doesn't stray too far from that border either.
That’s why I want to go further.”

It was Rezette who informed the doctor about Yongin's characteristics

in detail. However, all the facts are the truth without any exaggeration
or reduction.
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 “I hope you don’t want to hug me like that.”

"...that's, like that."

“In this situation, do not hesitate and say no.”

As he urged coldly, her lips trembled and kissed silently several times.
She was infinitely unfair, but he couldn't do this or that because he
brought up the past. In the meantime, she shrugged her delicate
shoulders, perhaps feeling her sense of crisis.

Resette clicked inwardly. Seeing you get scared like this makes me
feel bad again, so I won't be able to push through to the end.

Even if it wasn't, it was a series of troubles since arriving at Rottier.

Elise's words are not wrong. She even drew my signature on the
contract, so she couldn't avoid her obligations forever. She's been
thinking about how she should hug this girl.

Resette unconsciously stroked her long hair.

‘I thought if I looked at her face even less, I thought she would naturally
cool down, but it seems that’s not the case.’ Everything related to
Elizabeth A Seika became a problem one by one.

You can't just let her stay in her lofty bedroom, as long as you've
guaranteed her Elysée her comfortable life on her rotier. But she can't
even cover this face at all. It's even worse to get someone else's eyes
like I did a while ago.

Elizabeth attracted all eyes like a magnet wherever she put her. It
wasn't just a story limited to men. How many times did she go up and
down the maids' mouths?
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 It was self-evident that the more she was brought out into her wide
world, the more her people would follow her with her eyes. When I
imagined it like that, I felt rejected. Maybe it was an excuse for her to
worry about Elise.

“I would rather treat you like a precious collectible.”

Certainly, Rebecca Pettinson saw it right.

As Elise ruffled her hair, she shook her head to avoid his hand. Silver-
gray eyelashes hung like delicate twigs over her golden eyes filled with
injustice. Even after a week, as always, she is still beautiful.

Rezette put hispalm on her left cheek and raised her head to look at
me. Color is not a sin. However, the beauty that engulfs her masculine
mind to this extent can be a sin, isn't it?

I also want to have She covets her like she did three years ago when
she glanced at her in the castle of her argan.

He climbed up her cheek with her fingertips and stroked the round
auricles. Elise flinched as if itching. Seeing her breasts swell and
shake, her ears seemed to be sensitive.

She's also going to react when she touches it. Resette laughed at
herself as she couldn't help but wonder about such a thing.

This troublingly beautiful person makes my head and my heart

separate, and I can't blame it for what it was.

She's a woman with a pretty face and innocent eyes that makes her
turn away, and then she resents why she doesn't hug me. Is there a
man she won't agree with? That's amazing. It's fortunate that she's
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 the only one who acts like a yobu like this.

Then what should I do?

‘Collectibles… collectibles. It's not wrong.'

Thoughts were slowly forming in my head.

Clearly, he wanted to monopolize this shiny tooth that came into my

hands for a moment. In the most complete form that has not been
broken anywhere possible, only me.

Slowly, carefully saving so as not to break it by mistake. If you only

take it once and lose it forever, there is nothing more regretful than that.

A quiet arc hung over his lips as he gave the answer.

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