She Was Sent by God
CHAPTER 22
“If you need anything, please feel free to call me.”
“Okay.”
The room was colorful and beautiful. Passing through the two drawing rooms, a bedroom with exceptionally delicate ceiling paintings appeared.
As Agnes said, the scenery seen outside the window was remarkably beautiful.
“Duke Arpad.”
Agnes looked through the golden pillar and the bed decorated with gold threads.
Looking around, Laslo fixed his eyes on Agnes.
“Just ignore what Chavolti says. You can think of it as a dog barking.”
“…are you sure you’re on good terms?”
No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think you’re good siblings.
“Sure. Chavolti has never tried to kill me. So you don’t have to worry about it.”
Agnes smiled softly.
Laslo realized later that the ‘Good Relationship’ that the princess spoke of was the ‘Good Relationship’ that corresponds to the royal family.
I finally got a sense of how desolate the palace life was.
If we don’t kill each other, it must be expressed as a good relationship.
In an instant, compassion for the young princess rose.
She’s so small and fragile.
How hard and difficult it must have been to live in that cold and harsh palace and get married to the man decided by your family.
Laslo, who had no way of knowing that Agnes had overtaken Chavolti and Vivian and commanded the palace after Sebastian, simply felt that Agnes was abject.
“Princess. Don’t worry about anything.”
He spoke to Agnes with a reliable face.
His eyes were so determined that he acted like he was going to war for her.
But when night came, Laslo changed his attitude like a clam.
“Why are you standing there?”
Laslo hovered around with an anxious face.
“They say they’re not ready to greet guests. Hang in there even if it’s uncomfortable.”
Agnes put on a thin chemise and lay down on the bed first.
Laslo still hesitated far away.
“Are you going to sleep standing up?”
“Is princess really okay?”
“What’s the point of not being okay? The bed is wide anyway. Your sleeping habits are not rough.
Agnes chewed her tongue.
“Isn’t it too much?”
“No, it’s not really.”
He shook his head. Agnes popped the seat next to her as if there was no problem.
“Then hurry up and come. Turn off the lights and lie down.”
“…Princess. Do you know what it means to have a man and a woman in the same bed?”
Agnes snorted at the childish question that seemed to see me as a 10-year-old child.
“I know. Of course. Do you want to hold the first night here?”
“Oh, no!”
He waved his hands in great embarrassment. It was funny for no reason, so I wanted to tease him.
“Should I take off my clothes?”
As Agnes lifted chemise’s hem slightly, Laslo hurriedly shook his head.
“Don’t take it off! Please don’t take it off!”
I don’t know why it’s so funny that his face is contemplated every time the end of chemise goes up.
Agnes giggled and lowered her skirt.
“Okay. I won’t take off my clothes, so lie down next to me. How long do you intend to stand there?”
Only then did he sit in bed, squirming.
“Oh, lie down!”
Agnes, who couldn’t see, pulled his arm.
Laslo was lying on the bed because of Agnes’ stubbornness, but he was so close to the edge of the bed that it seemed like he would fall off if he swung a little from the side.
“Are you really going to sleep there?”
“I feel very comfortable here. Princess,”
He said in a hard voice like a stone.
“Really?”
Agnes smiled and lay right next to Laslo.
Laslo freaked out.
“What, what.”
The temperature of the princess next to him felt stark.
“I’m very comfortable here, too.”
And there was an unbearable silence for some time.
Of course, it was Laslo who was restless and thought it was difficult to endure it.
Agnes quickly blinked slowly and began to doze off because it was already past bedtime.
On the other hand, Laslo was also careful to breathe.
“Princess. Why don’t you move a little to the side now?”
“As the princess said, I’ll sleep here today. Why don’t we keep our distance?”
He cleared his voice and mind with a dry cough.
“······”
“Princess? Are you sleeping?”
Then Agnes muttered something. Laslo slightly raised his head and looked at Agnes.
“······.”
“What did you say?”
“Laslo.”
It was close to humming, but it was definitely his name.
He turned his head the other way, with his face burning up alone.
Laslo managed to speak after a long time….
He managed to open my mouth.
“I haven’t allowed you to call my name yet, but it’s not strange to call each other’s name if you’re a married couple. I know. Hmm. The princess, hmm,”
he suddenly coughed in vain like a man with phlegm in his throat.
Agnes had long fallen into a deep sleep with a sound of even breathing, but Laslo did not notice at all.
“I don’t think it would be bad to call each other’s names.”
“······.”
“What do you think? Ag…., hmm.”
He couldn’t utter her name and stopped talking.
In Nirseg, the act of calling each other’s names between noble couples was very unusual.
Usually, the wife refers to her husband as a title, and the husband refers to her as a wife.
“Princess?”
Laslo, who felt strange because she was too quiet, belatedly stood up and looked down at Agnes.
Agnes was sleeping without moving with both hands on her stomach.
He sighed deeply, meaningless.
Then he put his hand in Agnes’ neck and knee and moved her to the middle of the bed.
It was a careful hand not to wake Agnes.
“Sleep tight,”
he added after a very long time.
“Agnes.”
* * *
Street is loudly decorated with red feathers celebrating the ascension of the new king.
Agnes watched the people laughing excitedly over the carriage window. They looked unrealistically happy.
“What’s wrong?”
Laslo, who was sitting next to her, asked, looking at Agnes’ complexion. Agnes stared at the window, saying it was nothing.
Shortly thereafter, he passed through the first gate of the palace. When the carriage stopped, the carriage door opened.
Laslo held Agnes’ hand and escorted her to the entrance.
“The Duke and Duchess of Arpad!”
The eyes of the nobles gathered in the hall were focused on one place.
“Arpad?”
“Aha, the Duke on the western side where the youngest princess married.”
“I heard it’s impossible to walk around like a person during the day and at night because of the overflow of the beast every day.”
They gathered in one place and whispered while looking at the duchess.
“How poor are you, eating black bread like commoners?”
“Don’t even say it. From what I’ve heard, unless the Duke himself hunts animals, he can’t even see meat on the table.”
The noble women gently spread groundless rumors, swaying their fans.
They spoke out loud as if they wanted her to hear everything, so it stuck in her ears.
Agnes’ face gradually distorted. On the contrary, Laslo was strangely calm.
“Aren’t you angry when you hear that?”
Agnes asked vigorously.
Laslo immediately handed over the cup he received from Servant and shrugged.
“There’s no use getting angry.You can think of it as a dog barking.”
“But…”
Agnes stared fiercely around. Some met the princess’ eyes with surprise and shut their mouths, but some did not blink.
“The duke of Arpad”
A man with a saggy smile suddenly appeared.
“Viscount Ares.”
Laslo nodded harshly.
He spoke to Laslo with a mean smile like a stag in front of his prey.
“How long has it been since you came to the capital like this? It’s been so long that I almost forgot your face Duke”
“…..”
“It must be difficult for you to visit often. Is the beast still that strong? Last year was not a good harvest, so no grain was produced. You must be very worried.”
“……it’s not a big deal to worry about it.”
Laslo’s voice gradually lowered. Agnes felt bloated because he could see sarcasm very openly.
“Why isn’t that a big deal? Perhaps if I were in the position of the Duke , I won’t be able to sleep properly every day because of anxiety. Don’t you think so?”
The Viscount asked the other nobles who were looking around as if asking for consent.
“That’s not the only thing, didn’t your wife marry you without a dowry? The Duke is clearly in a needy situation. How can that be? Oh, my heart aches badly”
He exaggeratedly put his hand on his chest and twisted his body. Some of the nobles who saw it couldn’t hold back their laughter.
“Viscount, you are the one ……..”
Agnes, who couldn’t stand it, took a step forward, but Laslo blocked it.
Agnes gave him a dissatisfied look.
Laslo called the servant with a calm face and whispered.
“What did you talk about?”
In surprise, I looked up at Laslo. Laslo just nodded.
A group of aristocrats, including Viscount Ares, were busy laughing among themselves.
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“If you need anything, please feel free to call me.”
“Okay.”
The room was colorful and beautiful. Passing through the two drawing rooms, a bedroom with exceptionally delicate ceiling paintings appeared.
As Agnes said, the scenery seen outside the window was remarkably beautiful.
“Duke Arpad.”
Agnes looked through the golden pillar and the bed decorated with gold threads.
Looking around, Laslo fixed his eyes on Agnes.
“Just ignore what Chavolti says. You can think of it as a dog barking.”
“…are you sure you’re on good terms?”
No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think you’re good siblings.
“Sure. Chavolti has never tried to kill me. So you don’t have to worry about it.”
Agnes smiled softly.
Laslo realized later that the ‘Good Relationship’ that the princess spoke of was the ‘Good Relationship’ that corresponds to the royal family.
I finally got a sense of how desolate the palace life was.
If we don’t kill each other, it must be expressed as a good relationship.
In an instant, compassion for the young princess rose.
She’s so small and fragile.
How hard and difficult it must have been to live in that cold and harsh palace and get married to the man decided by your family.
Laslo, who had no way of knowing that Agnes had overtaken Chavolti and Vivian and commanded the palace after Sebastian, simply felt that Agnes was abject.
He spoke to Agnes with a reliable face.
His eyes were so determined that he acted like he was going to war for her.
But when night came, Laslo changed his attitude like a clam.
“Why are you standing there?”
Laslo hovered around with an anxious face.
“They say they’re not ready to greet guests. Hang in there even if it’s uncomfortable.”
Agnes put on a thin chemise and lay down on the bed first.
Laslo still hesitated far away.
“Are you going to sleep standing up?”
“Is princess really okay?”
“What’s the point of not being okay? The bed is wide anyway. Your sleeping habits are not rough.
Agnes chewed her tongue.
“Isn’t it too much?”
“No, it’s not really.”
He shook his head. Agnes popped the seat next to her as if there was no problem.
“Then hurry up and come. Turn off the lights and lie down.”
“…Princess. Do you know what it means to have a man and a woman in the same bed?”
Agnes snorted at the childish question that seemed to see me as a 10-year-old child.
“I know. Of course. Do you want to hold the first night here?”
He waved his hands in great embarrassment. It was funny for no reason, so I wanted to tease him.
“Should I take off my clothes?”
As Agnes lifted chemise’s hem slightly, Laslo hurriedly shook his head.
“Don’t take it off! Please don’t take it off!”
I don’t know why it’s so funny that his face is contemplated every time the end of chemise goes up.
Agnes giggled and lowered her skirt.
“Okay. I won’t take off my clothes, so lie down next to me. How long do you intend to stand there?”
Only then did he sit in bed, squirming.
“Oh, lie down!”
Agnes, who couldn’t see, pulled his arm.
Laslo was lying on the bed because of Agnes’ stubbornness, but he was so close to the edge of the bed that it seemed like he would fall off if he swung a little from the side.
“Are you really going to sleep there?”
“I feel very comfortable here. Princess,”
He said in a hard voice like a stone.
“Really?”
Agnes smiled and lay right next to Laslo.
Laslo freaked out.
“What, what.”
The temperature of the princess next to him felt stark.
And there was an unbearable silence for some time.
Of course, it was Laslo who was restless and thought it was difficult to endure it.
Agnes quickly blinked slowly and began to doze off because it was already past bedtime.
On the other hand, Laslo was also careful to breathe.
“Princess. Why don’t you move a little to the side now?”
“As the princess said, I’ll sleep here today. Why don’t we keep our distance?”
He cleared his voice and mind with a dry cough.
“······”
“Princess? Are you sleeping?”
Then Agnes muttered something. Laslo slightly raised his head and looked at Agnes.
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She turned toward Laslow.“······.”
“What did you say?”
“Laslo.”
It was close to humming, but it was definitely his name.
He turned his head the other way, with his face burning up alone.
Laslo managed to speak after a long time….
He managed to open my mouth.
“I haven’t allowed you to call my name yet, but it’s not strange to call each other’s name if you’re a married couple. I know. Hmm. The princess, hmm,”
Agnes had long fallen into a deep sleep with a sound of even breathing, but Laslo did not notice at all.
“I don’t think it would be bad to call each other’s names.”
“······.”
“What do you think? Ag…., hmm.”
He couldn’t utter her name and stopped talking.
In Nirseg, the act of calling each other’s names between noble couples was very unusual.
Usually, the wife refers to her husband as a title, and the husband refers to her as a wife.
“Princess?”
Laslo, who felt strange because she was too quiet, belatedly stood up and looked down at Agnes.
Agnes was sleeping without moving with both hands on her stomach.
He sighed deeply, meaningless.
Then he put his hand in Agnes’ neck and knee and moved her to the middle of the bed.
It was a careful hand not to wake Agnes.
“Sleep tight,”
he added after a very long time.
“Agnes.”
* * *
Street is loudly decorated with red feathers celebrating the ascension of the new king.
Agnes watched the people laughing excitedly over the carriage window. They looked unrealistically happy.
Laslo, who was sitting next to her, asked, looking at Agnes’ complexion. Agnes stared at the window, saying it was nothing.
Shortly thereafter, he passed through the first gate of the palace. When the carriage stopped, the carriage door opened.
Laslo held Agnes’ hand and escorted her to the entrance.
“The Duke and Duchess of Arpad!”
The eyes of the nobles gathered in the hall were focused on one place.
“Arpad?”
“Aha, the Duke on the western side where the youngest princess married.”
“I heard it’s impossible to walk around like a person during the day and at night because of the overflow of the beast every day.”
They gathered in one place and whispered while looking at the duchess.
“How poor are you, eating black bread like commoners?”
“Don’t even say it. From what I’ve heard, unless the Duke himself hunts animals, he can’t even see meat on the table.”
The noble women gently spread groundless rumors, swaying their fans.
They spoke out loud as if they wanted her to hear everything, so it stuck in her ears.
Agnes’ face gradually distorted. On the contrary, Laslo was strangely calm.
“Aren’t you angry when you hear that?”
Agnes asked vigorously.
Laslo immediately handed over the cup he received from Servant and shrugged.
“There’s no use getting angry.You can think of it as a dog barking.”
“But…”
“The duke of Arpad”
A man with a saggy smile suddenly appeared.
“Viscount Ares.”
Laslo nodded harshly.
He spoke to Laslo with a mean smile like a stag in front of his prey.
“How long has it been since you came to the capital like this? It’s been so long that I almost forgot your face Duke”
“…..”
“It must be difficult for you to visit often. Is the beast still that strong? Last year was not a good harvest, so no grain was produced. You must be very worried.”
“……it’s not a big deal to worry about it.”
Laslo’s voice gradually lowered. Agnes felt bloated because he could see sarcasm very openly.
“Why isn’t that a big deal? Perhaps if I were in the position of the Duke , I won’t be able to sleep properly every day because of anxiety. Don’t you think so?”
The Viscount asked the other nobles who were looking around as if asking for consent.
“That’s not the only thing, didn’t your wife marry you without a dowry? The Duke is clearly in a needy situation. How can that be? Oh, my heart aches badly”
He exaggeratedly put his hand on his chest and twisted his body. Some of the nobles who saw it couldn’t hold back their laughter.
“Viscount, you are the one ……..”
Agnes, who couldn’t stand it, took a step forward, but Laslo blocked it.
Agnes gave him a dissatisfied look.
Laslo called the servant with a calm face and whispered.
“What did you talk about?”
A group of aristocrats, including Viscount Ares, were busy laughing among themselves.
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