# Chapter 49
---
Episode 49
Arriving at the castle, Anita and Lancelot decided to change the remaining time in Hixen a little.
We decided to cancel all our plans and head straight back to Shabalon tomorrow morning.
Lancelot's will played an important role in this decision.
"More than half of my employees were laid off.
Additionally, they had to prepare to bring in Georges Fager and hire a property manager to work with him.
"It would be more efficient to take care of household chores than to deal with people who drink, dance and do drugs in Hicksen."
Anita also fully agreed with Lancelot's suggestion.
Organizing the subjects he listed was important, but more than anything...
.
'I want to check the contents of the warehouse as soon as possible.'
After drastically revising her schedule, Anita went to see Mrs.
Adelaide.
Meeting Countess Adelaide at the royal castle was a very happy and emotional event.
The only women she knew in this spacious castle were Countess Milena, the Queen, and Countess Adelaide.
Countess Adelaide, who welcomed her warmly, was disappointed to hear the news of Anita's early return.
"In that case, it would be the same as saying hello to other noble ladies."
"Making good same-sex friends was something your wife particularly emphasized, and it's a shame we can't implement that."
After thinking for a while, Countess Adelaide looked at her watch and suggested something to Anita.
“If it is alright with you, Duchess, I will introduce you to noble ladies who may be of use to you.
It won't be long.
Would you like to drink tea for three hours?
It was a rather sudden suggestion, but I thought it would be fine if it were put forward by Countess Adelaide and no one else.
It is said that when you look at a person, you can also know the people close to them.
Countess Adelaide's acquaintances had fewer worries.
"great.
But many numbers are burdensome...
."
"I'll cut it down to three people."
"thanks."
Tea time was held very quickly in the name of farewell to Anita.
In that place...
.
"I was really surprised.
Are you saying that the women are talking without me?
Aren't I, Milena, the Duchess's hands and feet?
"I already have a lot of stories I want to tell, so my whole body is itching!"
Countess Milena was naturally involved.
Countess Adelaide looked at her disapprovingly, but did not push her away or raise her voice.
I felt this before arriving at the royal castle, and although Countess Adelaide felt uncomfortable with Countess Milena, she didn't seem to dislike her very much.
She naturally ignored Countess Milena and introduced the woman who was on the far right.
"Let me introduce you to the Duchess.
"This is Viscountess Grisha."
Viscountess Grisha, with her long blonde hair, was an eye-popping beauty.
'Hicksen is the most beautiful woman...
?'
The rosy cheeks that harmonized perfectly with the abundant hair reminded me of a well-cared for and clean hydrangea.
Anita had never seen a woman as beautiful as Viscountess Grisha in her life.
"It's an honor to meet you, Duchess.
Just like what I saw at the ball... you're very pretty."
After bowing humbly, Viscountess Grisha stepped back with a shy smile.
“This is Baroness Yujir.
"He is a distant relative of mine from the Kingdom of Hespain."
The second brown-haired woman introduced took Anita's hand with an anxious look.
"I reviewed all the stories.
"I look forward to meeting you, Duchess."
"story...
"What?"
"The love story of His Excellency the Duke and his wife."
oh...
.
When Anita couldn't say anything, Countess Adelaide gave a brief warning.
"Baroness Yuzir."
"The Duchess is my example.
Please teach me."
What kind of teachings are you giving me?
How to lose your biological father and marry a high-status man?
Wouldn't it be a big problem if you learned it and used it?
"Oh my God, it's so strange.
I heard there are a lot of unique women in Spain?
"I think I've come a long way too."
Countess Adelaide introduced the last noble lady, chatting naturally behind Countess Milena.
No, the last participant of this tea is not the noble lady...
.
"That's...
."
"sister!"
“This is Miss Sasha House, who also came from the Kingdom of Hespaine.
"I invited you because I have known the Duchess since childhood."
It was a girl younger than her.
Anita hugged Sasha happily.
"Sasha!"
"Why is it so hard to find us?
"Don't you know how many times I went to see my sister?"
“Sorry.
"I've been busy."
"Well, it seemed like it would be busy.
From the wedding to the accusation...
It seemed like there was a lot of news to hear.
Instead, I heard an incredible story on the way.
"I heard you have a long relationship with Major Bimarck Paolufna?"
The name was too new to have come out of Sasha's mouth, so I couldn't help but ask.
"Who did you hear that from?
"Not many people will know."
"Who is this?
I heard this from the major himself.
Oh, don't you know?
"I got engaged to the major at the end of last year."
Anita's eyes widened at the unexpected news.
"what? engagement?"
"Of course.
It's a strategic commitment.
"If there are no major problems, we plan to get married next spring."
Bimarck's wedding.
And not with anyone else, but with Sasha, the younger sister of her close friend Klaunia.
'This is the first time I've heard this...
.
Why didn't you tell Brother Bimarck?
Just because we haven't seen each other in several years doesn't mean we haven't exchanged letters.
On the contrary, Bimarck kept in touch very sincerely and regularly.
The interval can be as short as 15 days or even a few months.
He truly cared for Anita as if she were his sister.
Is that why?
I was a little disappointed to hear about such a big event as an engagement and wedding from Sasha's mouth, and not from Bimarque's mouth.
As if feeling like family was just an illusion of Anita herself.
Still, it's definitely something to celebrate.
Anita smiled brightly and held Sasha's hand.
"Congratulations, Sasha.
Do you have any questions about Brother Bimarck?
Ask if there are any.
"If there's anything I can answer, I'll tell you everything."
"All good."
Sasha quickly rejected his favor.
"All men are the same, right?
There's nothing to hope for, so there's nothing to ask.
"He's so handsome, but he doesn't have a lover?"
Anita said, feeling a little embarrassed by the indifferent expression that showed neither favor nor hostility.
“Your brother is not that kind of person.
He is kind, doesn't lie and has a lot of responsibility.
"I'm sure they can make a good couple."
"I'm glad if that's the case."
I tried my best to persuade them, but the response was not very encouraging.
As I was wondering what else to say to make Sasha feel at ease, Milena, who was getting her nails done, intervened, complaining that she was going crazy because she was bored.
"Iced coffee.
How long are you going to keep talking about things that only the two of you know?
"With five women together, can't we have a more pleasant conversation?"
From that moment on, the women who had been listening silently began to open their mouths one by one.
The conversation slowly expanded, starting with Bimarck and Sasha's engagement.
Of course, the main course was the love story between Lancelot and Anita.
Even Countess Adelaide, who tried to look away, pretending not to be interested, focused all her attention on every word she said.
'It's embarrassing.'
Furthermore, it was also difficult to mix lies properly.
That 'that Lancelot' knelt down and begged for marriage, that 'that Lancelot' swore eternal love, that the difference in social status is not important to 'that Lancelot'...
.
—Do you think Lancelot knows that it is more difficult to lie than to tell the truth?
Fake marriage seems like a more difficult piece than you might think.
Thanks to this, the conversation took longer than expected and we ended up having dinner together and saying goodbye late at night.
As drinks began to come and go, Anita quickly left the tea party, apologizing that her husband was waiting.
Sweet.
Anita left Countess Adelaide's room and leaned her tired body against the closed door.
"Wow."
Was everything ok?
Did I make a mistake?
In order not to be discouraged, I used each word carefully...
.
'Still, I'm glad everyone treated me comfortably.
I would have looked like an idiot if I was more nervous here.
Not all nobles despise me.
When I thought of the faces of the ladies who looked truly happy, my tired heart seemed to melt.
It was at that moment that a bright light illuminated my left cheek.
Is it a servant?
Anita turned her head, squinting against the bright light.
"...
"Lancelus?"
He was standing where I could see.
Lancelot.
Anita asked with a blank face.
"How can we get here...?" "Did you really wait for me here?"
Instead of responding, he turned away.
"Let's go back."