CHAPTER 34
“This is supposed to be the lord’s job, but it seems like I’m passing it to the princess.”
“What are you talking about? I’m the owner of Sutmar, too. It’s one of the things I should do.”
Agnes stretched her chest out and said.
“Still… you’re having a hard time all by yourself.”
His face showed a sense of guilt and worry.
“No, it’s not hard work. I just found the Artifact and showed it to the wizard.”
Agnes was perplexed. She thought that Laslo would simply be delighted to hear this news.
“Is there anything I can do to help? Or things you wish for.”
He asked, Agnes hesitated.
In fact, she didn’t want much from him. It’s enough to just stay alive and be by his side.
“Oh, well. That.”
“…I guess there’s nothing I can do for you.”
As he dropped his shoulders gloomy, she hesitated even more.
“No, that’s not what I’m saying.”
Agnes suddenly remembered Chavolti and Sophia while squeezing her brain.
“Hug me!”
“What?”
Marquis Bezel is known to have a particularly good relationship among the nobles.
Agnes complained that it was embarrassing to see Chavolti and Sophia’s affection since childhood, but inside, she envied the couple who expressed their love without hesitation.
She opened her arms wide towards him.
“Here?”
Laslo was bewildered and turned his head to look around.
In the dining room where they were located, a few servants were standing to serve meals.
“That, princess. That’s…..”
He avoided her gaze with a reddened face and stuttered.
“You asked me to say what I want. Are you trying to change your words now?”
Agnes opened her eyes wide and urged him.
“No, that can’t happen……. Is that really enough?”
Instead of answering, she jumped up and opened her arms wider.
Laslo faltered and got up from his seat. Then his body moved very slowly.
It’s so slow that he’s anxious.
First, his breath touched her head. Then Laslo’s arms wrapped around her.
Agnes also grabbed his back tightly with both arms. As their chest touched each other, they could clearly feel their hearts beating.
His arms were hard, warm and meek.
‘Good.’
Is this why Chavolti sometimes hugged Sophia?
I didn’t have anything to ask for, so I just said it, but I thought I did a good job.
I felt good because the beating sound of the heart in my ears and the touching body seemed to be evidence that he is alive.
“Princess.”
“Huh?”
I heard a sigh above my head.
“Isn’t it okay now?”
Agnes looked up at him. Looking at it, I think Laslo’s face is about to burst.
“I’m not okay yet.”
“Not yet?”
“Not yet.”
She dug further into his arms in search of warmth. Her mind became surprisingly peaceful.
Being like this, I was not afraid of anything in the world.
‘I’ll ask you to do it again next time.’
Agnes raised the corner of her mouth without realizing it.
It had been a long time since the duchess, who had been hugging each other, came out of the dining room.
* * *
The ball on the last day of the coronation ceremony was much more glamorous than the first day.
Agnes was escorted by Laslo and entered the banquet hall.
The spacious banquet hall was crowded with Nirseg’s nobles.
People who are hard to see usually attend today.
“It’s finally over.”
Laslo said with relief.
“Yes.”
Agnes slowly entered the banquet hall.
When I first arrived in the capital, I was terrified.
However, when I saw Sebastian sitting on the throne with a benevolent smile, my heart’s anguish subsided slowly.
It became clear what to do and what not to do.
‘I have to include a family that can stand by my side.’
After Vivian’s death, Agnes had few families that could not be called her own, as she was terrified and kept her social activities to a minimum.
“Devorsen, Baranya, Kiske, Sandor, Cellon.”
They are the prominent families in Nirseg. If only I could bring even half of them to my side… … .
Agnes looked at the nobles walking around the ballroom with hawk eyes.
My heart was focused on Sandor, who’s future I know.
I was thinking about how to use it to attract Roland to me, but I heard a small voice next to me.
“Hello.”
An ordinary girl with dark brown hair approached with a friendly face.
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I think she’s about 18 years old. The young face was slightly flushed.
“Oh, Miss Erica.”
Agnes quickly recognized her.
She was the youngest daughter of the Kiske family, who held a neutral position.
“It’s been a while since I saw you. Duchess.”
She bowed gracefully. Agnes greeted indifferently.
They were not close enough to greet each other at the ballroom.
“You’re here to find the right groom, aren’t you?”
I haven’t seen Roland Sandor yet. Agnes had planned to have a light chat with her until then.
“No.”
Surprisingly, Erica shook her head.
“Because you don’t like anyone?”
“Yes. There are only coyotes who want to eat the glory of Kiske. Rather, it’s better to have it all to myself.”
The words were somewhat rough.
Agnes looked straight at Erica. Erica, on the other hand, sipped her drink while looking forward.
“You don’t want to get married?”
“Yes.”
Erica simply spoke as if she had answered the question of whether her favorite color was red.
“Your family will put a lot of pressure on you.”
It is clear that she is quite aware of it even if she was not under heavy pressure because she is still young.
“My father sighs every time we eat, and my mother complains with tears. My sister also constantly tells me how happy she was when she got married.”
Unlike the content, Erica had a subtle smile around her mouth.
“They must be very worried. Their daughter who they raised dearly said that she will not get married.”
“Why should I get married?”
She suddenly burst into laughter.
“If I get married, wouldn’t Milan swallow the whole Kiske?”
“……”
“The dork will take the glory alone because he was born as the eldest son. That’s so unfair, right?”
Erica drank the leftover alcohol from the glass at once.
Agnes looked at Erica with a subtle face.
I know Milan Kiske well. He is a man with blond hair and a handsome face that seems to have melted honey, and once seen, it will be hard to forget.
Because of that, I heard rumors that his women’s problems are very complicated.
“The duchess knows how I feel. We weren’t born late because we wanted to, but isn’t it too much to not get it for being born late?”
“I don’t know.”
“Oh, you don’t know. Because you ran away with your tail curled up early.”
Agnes rounded her lips. Erica smiled lightly and faced Agnes.
“You have a sharp tongue, Miss Erica.”
“It’s one of the many things Milan doesn’t have.”
Up until recently, she was an ordinary girl who seemed to be everywhere, but now she feels like a completely different person.
“If Milan gets Kiske, it’s not because of the look people admire, it’s just because he was born early.”
“That’s true.”
The principle of Nirseg is that the eldest son should succeed the family. Of course, there are exceptions everywhere.
“I love Kiske more than Milan.”
Erica confessed with a shy face.
At that moment, she looked like a girl who didn’t know the dirt of the world yet.
“To the point where I want to take the glory to myself.”
Those straightforward and honest words made Agnes happy.
“Is there a reason why you say that to me?”
“I dare to ask the duchess for one thing.”
Erica said politely with her eyes down for the first time.
“What is it?”
“As you may know, the upper store operated by Kiske mainly sells Nirseg’s items to Devon and Loite. This time, my father wants to bring Elemer and sell it.”
“You’re trying to impress your father.”
“I have to show that her youngest daughter is no longer young.”
She looked at Erica for quite some time.
As Agnes remembers, Marquis Kiske will be seriously injured in the war against Devon this fall.
We don’t know who filled his absence and took control of Kiske.
All she knows is that many people regard Milan as Kiske’s successor.
“Do you want to be a marquis on Kiske?”
“Yes.”
“Even if you have to kill your brother?”
“Sometimes I think I want to push Milan off a cliff.”
Erica smiled as fresh as her age.
I felt a strange sense of kinship.
Perhaps if it had been a general situation, Agnes would have rejected her and approached Milan.
No matter how much you look at it, there is a high possibility that you will become a marquis.
“Is Marquis Kiske’s wife from the Sandor family?”
“Yes.”
Suddenly, I thought of a trick to catch Kiske and Sandor at once.
“Are you familiar with Roland?”
“Because we are cousins. We had quite a few exchanges.”
“Is it too much to visit their mansion without an invitation?”
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