Translator: Yui

Leaving behind the banquet hall where peace took over, I was dragged by Izek and got my foot treated.

 

Neither of us said a word while the maids worked hard, applied medicine to my toes and bandaged it.

 

I hated the elongated silence. It just brought me anxiety.

 

Until all the maids finally left, Izek stood on one side and fiddled with my shoes.

 

I was scared all of a sudden. He was not going to hit me with that, was he?

 

“Hey…”

 

“Your feet are so small.”

 

My feet are the perfect size for my height. It was just his hands that were big.

 

“You didn’t see who did it?”

 

“I really didn’t see it. There were so many people earlier, I’m not lying…”

 

“I didn’t say you were lying to me.”

 

He put my shoes down on the table and came close to the sofa I was seated on.

 

He looked incredibly calm, compared to before, so I felt even more anxious.

 

“Now that your feet are in good shape, the banquet is over.”

 

Yes, and my first night plan is done for. Damn it! Again!

 

“Are you upset?”

 

“I’m sorry… you held a banquet for me for the first time and I…”

 

He danced with me in that half-naked assassin costume.

 

My lord! My face flushed again, swallowing the urge to hit the ground and sob.

 

“Are you mad? Are you angry?”

 

“……No.”

 

No, I was sure he just became angry.

 

Well, if there was nothing else I could do, I should just move on.

 

I was lifted up again. I was starting to get used to being treated as a chick.

 

“You must be disappointed, by the look on your face.”

“My expression is….”

 

“What?”

 

“I’m just so happy to be with you.”

 

I almost made a slip of the tongue. I grinned at the face of my husband staring at me with unbelieving eyes.

 

Hi, I’m the leader of your fan club.

 

think I’d be really happy if I got

 

“…….”

 

happen. Because you’re a busy man.

 

have to walk out on my own if he goes back to the banquet

 

get some fresh

 

“With me?”

 

take a walk to test out your

 

weren’t you talking about something important

 

nothing

 

we’re together a little longer,

 

couldn’t build a castle, I’d at least make the doorstep

(T/N: Idiom.)

 

 

* * *

 

the hard work

 

first time coming here since I saw it

 

walls shining silver in the moonlight at night. I felt it’d be

 

“Wow.”

 

build a fountain too, but I don’t

 

sound

 

the scenery surrounding the flower garden with colourful cascading waterfalls, artificial statues of various shapes, sparkling flowers and pond was simply amazing. It was like a garden of water in

 

“It’s so beautiful.”

 

know what it’ll

 

during the day. It’s fantastic. Like the hanging gardens

 

“What’s that again?”

 

It’s normal for them to not know the

 

novel. A garden made by the king of a country for

 

an explanation. Why was Nebuchadnezzar so romantic? I felt

 

good as

 

didn’t say anything while I was

 

taken too much money and manpower to build a

 

his arm around his thick

 

half impulsive. Of course, I thought about making

 

at me. Sure enough. He looked exactly the same as when I kissed him for the first time at the temple. A

 

you so

 

“…….”

 

like this to a kiss. But it’s needed for me to

 

red eyes stared at my

 

why he suddenly seemed exhausted again.

 

at me like that? Like

 

glad you

 

was hoarse. Izek returned to his original haughty face, dropped me on a bench nearby and

 

roses shining under the

 

their sweet scent. I didn’t

 

she likes lilies best,

 

“Sistina’s Lark.”

 

at a loss for

 

surprising because it was one of the most famous nicknames for me, but I was stunned as soon as Izek let those words

 

call

 

behind my back, Izek seemed particularly handsome, perhaps because of the

 

was because of the clothes. He was like an assassin of God who came to deal with the fallen Pope’s

 

when I was young, I sang for my oldest brother’s

 

something like that were names given by my

 

the damn nicknames. I didn’t know what the original Rudbeckia

 

be good

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