Chapter 40 – 3. You, the End of the Month (Complete)
It was finally around dawn.
A dazzling light shone through the window. The two, who started a new day in the bedroom for the Marquis couple, washed up in the bathroom attached to it in turn. It would be quite a romantic experience to get into the bathtub together, but then you wouldn’t be able to leave the room after the employee left for work.
“Ma’am? I got my clothes out here.”
“Yeah, thank you.”
Oriane, wringing out her wet hair and covering herself with a towel, responded as she moved in front of her mirror. The bedroom for the Marquis’ nightlife was therefore overflowing with the clothes of women including myself. She also had underwear and dresses that would suit her, so changing into her new clothes was no big deal.
“How is your schedule today?”
“After breakfast, I’m going to start taking care of the Yeongji business. Disposition of those detained in writing and the soldiers of the vice-count is urgent. It would be a huge waste of manpower just to keep that many people locked up.”
“It is a wise statement.”
The clothes Rom chose were traditional chemises made of densely woven cotton yarn. As he is also a man, I was worried that he would prefer more sensual clothes, but unexpectedly, I felt very kind and grateful that he put more emphasis on convenience so that I would not feel uncomfortable while working.
“What about Sir Dior?”
“I’m going to send Antoine to the capital this morning. As I said before, I would like you to attach about ten soldiers. The distance to Lumiere is quite long, but the road connecting the center and the north is infested with thieves.”
“I’ve been struggling with that problem lately. Even when he invited Kyung, he was very worried…”
“I have beaten them all. But Antoine will have a hard time doing that, so I want to give him a firm grip on his soldiers and armaments.”
“Do by that way. As soon as I get to the office, I’ll issue a letter of appointment enforcing Antoine to the rank of 10th lieutenant and an order to recruit ten soldiers.”
“Thank you.”
Rome, who opened the closet, put on a casual outfit that looked like the Marquis’s. I heard that he was not the type to enjoy luxury, but the fabric was very soft and expensive, probably because he was a member of a powerful family in the country.
“That dress suits you well.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, very much.”
“I don’t know, but…”
“It’s neat and cool, but why? I like the wavy edge of the carpentry. It has an antique and elegant look.”
Rom awkwardly corrected the way he was dressed. Unlike yesterday’s sloppy attire, the Marquis’ everyday attire gave off an aristocratic look at a glance. Oriane seemed to like it, so there was no big complaint, but it was true that it was uncomfortable as a knight who had been on the battlefield all his life.
‘If there is something similar, I should buy it and wear it…’
He looked in the mirror and thought to himself. Soon, his thick beard his felt a bit sloppy, and soon he decided he needed to shave it. Fortunately, the sink I saw in the bathroom was stocked with all the necessities.
“What are you looking for?”
“Oh, I think my beard has grown too much.”
Oriane, wearing a similarly fresh chemise dress, smiled. She then took an object from her ex-husband from the bathroom sink, pointed to a chair in the middle of her room, and opened her mouth.
“Come here.”
I’ll do it myself, it meant to leave it to me.
Rome, dubious, moved on. A razor that hadn’t been used in years could rust because of that. I was going to go to my room and do it if I thought it would be difficult to look closely, but she refused because Oriane was doing it herself, but she was very worried.
“That doesn’t sound like a very good idea…”
“Huh, am I so unreliable?”
Visor! Oriane laughed eeriely as she flicked her razor with her finger her. Rome gulped at her and raised his hands, revealing no intention of resisting.
“Madam, are you sure you want to carve another scar on my face as revenge for the night before?”
“Well, what about it?”
Contrary to what she was worried about, she was surprisingly serious. Her little basin filled with steaming hot water, and a soft, warm towel was placed snugly over Rom’s face her.
“Lord Dior, judge for yourself.”
Soap to lather, a shaving brush, a bowl to hold it in, and even a belt to sharpen the blade.
“Well…”
With a familiar hand, Oriane mixed the soap into water and smeared the tip of her shaving brush with a thick lather. She removed the towel from Rome’s face and smoothed it over, then she tightened the belt. I sharpened the blade like a skilled shaving master and brought it under her chin.
“It seems that it was a misfortune.”
Slowly, the Marquis’ hand was surprisingly delicate. Oriane, who shaved off Rom’s beard little by little, spat out as if lost in her old thoughts of her.
“It was when I was twelve. Her father her was still alive. Sir Dior knows where I came from, but I didn’t get to see him often. So sometimes, whenever my mother and I came to see me, I couldn’t be so happy…”
A silver blade moved up and down in the dim light. And the knight’s profound eyes captured the image of his wife her, who was paying all her attention to me.
“Her mother used to shave her his beard like this sometimes. That’s why I begged her to try it with her young heart her. But how easy is it for a kid who hasn’t grown up to make mistakes with a knife? In the end, she had a huge accident.”
Oriane, it was lovely to see her calmly talking about her memories of her and shaving her of her.
“I ended up scarring my father’s chin. I was bleeding quite a bit. He wasn’t dead, but he was very embarrassed. Her mother her was furious. When she comes to think of it now, she’d be happy if she didn’t fiddle with her hands her.”
“It must have been a harsh reaction for a little girl.”
“Anyway, every day must have been a plate of thin ice.”
Rom completely agreed. That was natural, given the secret that Orianne had of her last name. The only people who know her her secret history her related to it are her party her, Rom, whom she met through her previous life, and Marion, her nanny her after her death her.
“Anyway, at that time, my father said it was okay and comforted her mother well. How could I be so careless? But for some reason, I keep thinking about it after that.”
“Do you think she could have done better?”
“Shouldn’t she be closer to what she wanted to do better than that? I thought we would see each other every few months.”
Marquis Marquis, lost in thought, stopped moving for a moment. It was a reaction that passed by in an instant, but it was not difficult for her to notice the change. It was the same with the razor blade that was going to and from my chin right away, but the eyes of Orianer Le Moin, who looked right in front of her, were enveloped in some unknown loneliness.
“… Wife?”
“Yeah, so after that day, I practiced hard to surprise you when we meet again. Even though we can no longer meet forever. Whatever the reason, it means that my shaving skills are useful.”
The crying woman’s voice trembled. As she quietly moved around her room her, she rang. Rom eventually grabbed Oriane’s sword with his own hand and put it down.
After wiping off her foam with a towel placed on her table, I hugged the frontier lady who was looking at me with such an expression in her arms.
“I’m different from the Chunbujang or Marquis. I will be by her wife’s side for the rest of my life.”
“Sir Dior…”
The two hugged each other for a long time without saying a word. It was a very short moment compared to the night filled with pleasure, but the emotional satisfaction it gave me was indescribable compared to anything I had ever experienced.
“I’m fine now. You can’t go on like this.”
“Yeah.”
“Really. Besides, soon it will be time for Marion and the other maids to go to work.”
“Yeah.”
“I have to finish shaving, and I have to decorate my hair…”
“Yeah.”
Finally, Oriane burst into her weeping her. It wasn’t something that would consume that much emotion, but somehow it did. The woman who always stood alone without leaning on anyone had been suffering ever since the loss of her only companion her, her husband her. So, I realized that the emptiness in my heart that had not been filled even with the joy of my body was heating up at this moment.
“Thank you, thank you…”
“Don’t say anything.”
“Yes…”
The knight patted his wife on the back. As the saying goes, the time of the night is over. It was time to renew the daytime relationship. Still, Rom took his luck as if it didn’t matter.
“Oriane, my Madame Lemoyn.”
The important thing for him right now was to comfort Oriane, the woman in front of me.
“Many people will pick your daughter, Lady Lucienne, Winterstone of the North, as the most valuable treasure in this frozen land.”
As he said, the rumors and rumors floating around in the social world tended to pay more attention to the daughter rather than the Marquis Marquis. However, Rome sternly said that the most lovely thing in this frozen land was not Lucienne.
“But the deceased head of the spring department, and the elder Marquis.”
It’s not just my opinion alone. Anyone who knew her would surely do so.
“Lastly, remember that there is a treasure in the frozen land that is truly precious to me.”
“What is that… ?”
Thus, it pointed to the wilted flowers scattered on the floor last night. It also indicated that the moon, which had been embroidering the night sky, had set and hid. He whispered the reason why the brilliant Wolhwa had to be so.
“That’s you, it’s a wastewater.”
The moon hides, and the flowers are for the shy woman.
