“The master has gone out to inspect the walls of Esther.”
In this cold weather, he went to inspect the fences...
However, since it is a rotating mission, there was no exception in winter.
I also noticed a slight change in Calsen's tone and demeanor.
I was embarrassed to look at his face for no reason, so I exchanged some formal words with him and returned to my bedroom.
The moment I entered the room, the tension in my body melted away as if snow was melting.
I took a bath in warm water, and I was overcome with fatigue and fell asleep immediately.
In the morning, while I was lying down, I asked Amy, who had brought the washing water, “Has anyone come into my room at night?”
Amy and Mary exchanged glances, then shook their heads in amazement.
The other maids who were moving diligently in the back also shook their heads.
“It's okay, forget it.”
It felt as if someone was gently stroking my hair, but was it a dream?
The feeling of someone caressing me was so pleasurable that I unconsciously smiled while sleeping, and the sensation was so realistic.
“Can you ask Mr.
Kalsen when Leon will return?”
“Oh?
I heard from the maids this morning that the master returned at dawn.”
“Dawn?
Then maybe...”
Before I could finish my sentence, Amy shook her head firmly.
“The master said he was very tired and would sleep all day.”
I stared at her with narrowed eyes.
“What?
Did I beg Leon to meet me?
What did I do?
Why are you interrupting me like this?”
Amy was visibly confused by my quick words.
“Ma’am, this is not...”
“Don't interrupt me, listen first.”
“I'm sorry.”
But my words seemed meaningless, as I sent the maids to Leon one by one to beg him to meet me.
Despite his repeated rejection, I did not give up.
'They say a smiling face is irresistible, if you try ten times, won't he agree once?'
After three failed attempts to visit him myf and his rejection of me, Leon finally opened his heart.
“Ma’am, Master invites you to drink milk together.”
"truly?"
Upon this good news, I dropped the book on my knees and suddenly got up.
“I don’t want milk, make tea, any kind.”
Do I look like a child to sit and drink milk?
I lifted my dress a little and almost flew into the reception room.
Leon was waiting for me with a hard face.
Seeing his expression, I felt like running away, but since things had gotten here, I decided to burn everything in a last ditch effort.
“Leon...”
I called his name sadly and sat across from him.
In the past, I would have normally sat next to him, but now, if I did, Leon might hate me and kick me out of here.
“Hmph!”
Leon looked at me and then quickly turned his head.
'That's a good sign, isn't it?'
If he had a cold expression and a hard tone, I would have given up hope.
But this theatrical tone was promising.
I got up happily and sat next to him.
“Leon.”
“Go away.”
His tone suddenly turned cold.
'Did I make a mistake?'
I quietly got up and went back to sitting across from him.
“I know why you're angry, Leon.”
Leon raised his head and looked at me carefully. : “ . . .”
“Not a fool, but a stupid fool.”
“No, it's not.”
“So, am I ugly?”
“No, you're definitely handsome.”
This was an undeniable fact.
children?
I unconsciously touched my stomach.
Yes, we had an imaginary child, and we were happy, right?
"Leon, if your anger calms down, I will do anything.
Please, calm down.
I feel frustrated that my feelings are not reaching you!"
“And what are Bill Bill’s feelings?”
What?
I looked into Leon's eyes.
I felt as if his eyes were piercing my heart, so I quickly lowered my head.
“I feel scared and sad when you look at me like that.
My heart hurts.”
I couldn't fully explain my complicated feelings, but isn't that okay?
There was a long silence between Leon and me.
“Are you injured?”
Suddenly, his words made me sad, and I burst into tears.
I had difficulty holding back my tears, but once they started, they didn't stop.
“Bill Bill, your tears, your snot, your saliva, everything is flowing.”
Leon spoke cheerfully, but when my blaming eyes met his, his gaze was warmer than anyone else's, so I couldn't be angry with him.
'Ah, what should I do?'
Why am I in this novel?
I don't want to leave Leon to anyone!
Perhaps because Leon's anger had not completely subsided, leaving some lingering emotions.
But these feelings will dissolve with time.
“Oh my God, you surprised me!”
While I was out for a walk, I ran into Zeus in the hallway and unconsciously screamed.
Recently, he had been wandering around Aster Castle like a ghost with wandering eyes.
At my cry, he turned his head strangely and looked at me.
His misty eyes suddenly became clear.
"my lady!"
He rushed towards me with a face almost crying.
I blinked unconsciously.
“Ma’am, listen to my story.”
“I almost heard your story.
You must be devastated.”
He was very shocked.
“Sure… His Highness said...”
“It's unfortunate, but I have nothing to say.
By the way, when are you going back to Palanobo?
I clearly said that my valuables are there...”
"I'm sorry, ma'am.
My mistake, my mistake."
Suddenly, he started crying loudly.
“What’s wrong?
Is it that difficult to bring my valuables?
It’s okay, I’ll send someone else.”
“No, not that.
His Highness said he couldn’t make me his right-hand man because I had wronged you, ma’am.”
“What's wrong?”
“When you first arrived in Palanobo, you were bothering me, so you released a very small wolf on your hiking trail.”
I froze at his words as he cried.
'Oh damn!'
“Master Zeus, shouldn’t you be grateful that you are not a gatekeeper?”
“Since you brought me here, ma’am, bear responsibility.”
“What?
Why?
Did I tell you to come to Aster?
I clearly said to go back to the villa and send my things.”
“Didn’t you incite me?
You said I would kill monsters and be your right-hand man.”
“What does that have to do with it?”
“It's related...no, it's not.”
Zeus shouted irritably, then quickly closed his mouth.
I stared at him, then shook my head, passed him in despair, and walked out of the castle.
'This is shocking.
Shoot a wolf because I was annoying?
'If I did something else he didn't like, what would he shoot?'
I grabbed the fur coat tightly and walked quickly through the garden.
I didn't want to go out in the cold, but Mary would criticize me every day, saying that I needed to see the sun, so I had to go out.
As I was hurrying through the garden to return to the castle, I saw a servant carrying a letter that had just arrived, and he handed it to Amy.
Amy's eyes widened in surprise when she saw the sender of the message.
“Ma’am!
The Saint sent a message!”