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.

 

really happy if I got to

 

“…….”

 

course it won’t happen. Because you’re a busy man. I’m sure a lot of people are

 

out on my own if he goes back to

 

get some

 

“With me?”

 

let’s take a walk

 

talking about

 

nothing

 

It was good for me. Since we’re together a little longer,

 

if I couldn’t build a castle, I’d

(T/N: Idiom.)

 

 

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with the hard work of the top craftsmen

 

since I saw it briefly on the

 

the glass walls shining silver in the moonlight at night. I felt it’d be even more amazing

 

“Wow.”

 

a fountain too, but I don’t know if it’s similar to

 

cool sound

 

garden with colourful cascading waterfalls, artificial statues of various shapes, sparkling flowers

 

“It’s so beautiful.”

 

know what it’ll

 

better during the day. It’s fantastic. Like the

 

“What’s that again?”

 

of the tongue. It’s normal for them to not know the

 

something from a novel. A garden made by the

 

a little embarrassed after adding an explanation. Why was

 

as good as the hanging gardens,

 

anything while I was looking

 

word? It wouldn’t have taken too much money and manpower to build a

 

around his thick neck and kissed his

 

half impulsive. Of course, I thought

 

and looked at me. Sure enough. He looked exactly the same as when I kissed him for

 

thank you

 

“…….”

 

you something? It’s embarrassing that you always react like this to a kiss. But it’s needed

 

big red eyes stared at my

 

suddenly seemed exhausted again. He was

 

you keep looking at me like that?

 

you like

 

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

 

roses shining under the

 

their sweet scent. I didn’t want to be silent again, so I spoke

 

likes lilies best, what’s your favourite

 

“Sistina’s Lark.”

 

a loss for

 

most famous nicknames for me, but I was stunned as soon as Izek let those words

 

they call you Sistina’s

 

one arm hanging behind my back,

 

like an assassin of God who came to deal with the fallen Pope’s

 

sang for my oldest brother’s birthday and got the name… It’s

 

or angel or something like that were

 

hated the damn nicknames. I didn’t know what

 

must be good at

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