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

 

“…….”

 

a busy man. I’m sure a lot of people are looking for

 

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

 

get some

 

“With me?”

 

let’s take a walk to test out your

 

you talking about something important with

 

nothing that

 

good for me. Since we’re together a little longer, I should

 

a castle, I’d at least make the doorstep

(T/N: Idiom.)

 

 

* * *

 

greenhouse was almost finished, with the hard work of the top craftsmen in

 

time coming here since I saw it briefly on the first

 

moonlight at night. I felt it’d be even more amazing during

 

“Wow.”

 

a fountain too, but I don’t know

 

sound of water

 

detail at night, 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

 

“It’s so beautiful.”

 

it’ll be

 

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

 

“What’s that again?”

 

It’s normal for them

 

A garden made by the king of a country

 

embarrassed after adding an explanation. Why was Nebuchadnezzar

 

it was really cool. Not as good

 

I was looking

 

too much money and manpower to build a

 

his thick

 

impulsive. Of course, I thought about

 

statue, turned his head slowly and looked at me. Sure enough. He looked exactly the same as when I kissed him for the first time at the temple. A look

 

you

 

“…….”

 

always react like this to

 

big red eyes stared

 

suddenly seemed exhausted

 

me like that? Like

 

you

 

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

 

many roses shining under the

 

suffocated by their sweet scent. I didn’t want

 

she likes lilies best,

 

“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

 

bench with one arm hanging behind my back, Izek seemed particularly handsome, perhaps because

 

of the clothes. He was like an assassin of

 

for my oldest brother’s birthday and

 

lark or angel or something like that were names given by my

 

I didn’t know what the original Rudbeckia would

 

must be good

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