IDEFYEM - Chapter 74
Black Man, I'll Do Everything For You Except Marriage!
"Enrica, please forgive my rudeness of visiting so unexpectedly. Are you feeling okay?"
Although it was a sudden guest, it wasn't that early considering I overslept.
Moreover, it was quite common for noble ladies to visit their friends without telling them while they were out. Of course, only among close friends.
So what I mean is that this incident struck me as touching rather than rude.
I can't believe she's so worried about a cold that isn't that bad and come running to me after a month.
Last time, at the tea party, she took my side even though I wasn't there.
"It's rude, not at all. Thank you for coming here, Ma'am."
I greeted him with heartfelt sorrow.
After asking Sarah to bring out the best and most valuable refreshments, I opened my mouth.
"How did you come here? You must be busy even if you don't."
"I heard the news from Sophia yesterday. I thought it would be better to come see you rather than just worry about you at home."
The Marchioness asked, looking at my gaunt figure.
"It's already the day after tomorrow."
I asked back as if I was so surprised by the words that made me realize the reality.
"Is it already so late?"
"Enrica, you need to come to your senses!"
The Marchioness then raised her voice slightly and shouted, as if she was really worried. It was a face that made me think it was a joke, but she was serious.
I blinked in bewilderment and looked back at the date.
For the past few days, I've been taking medicine and sleeping all day, and I've forgotten how time passes.
The day after tomorrow is already my wedding!
"Are preparations going well?"
"Uhm, about that..."
So, how are the wedding preparations going now?
While thinking about the process step by step with a blank mind, something came up that I wanted to ask.
"That's right, Ma'am. There is something I would like help with."
"Anything is welcome."
I picked up the guest list that I had left lying around somewhere yesterday.
At first, I looked for flaws to refute Kael's teasing, but the more I tried, the more anxious I became.
"I wanted to ask if there were any problems with the seating arrangement. They are such great people..."
"Hmm, let me take a look first."
The Marchioness's eyebrows lifted as she looked over the guest list.
"They are definitely great names, but Enrica needs to get used to them now."
"Is there any reason I should get used to it?"
"Oh my, you know what kind of family you will become the mistress of in a few days."
The Marchioness narrowed her eyes as if she were mocking me. I asked because I really didn't know, but I just laughed.
'I guess you're doing this to make Kael and me feel better.'
After that, the Marchioness looked through the list carefully and opened her mouth.
"It looks like a lot of care was put into the overall layout. But I see one thing that would be good to fix."
"Wow, what is that?"
"The Count of Camelot and the Lady of Baron Ivren who are seated here, had a secret relationship in the up."
With goosebumps on the back of my neck, I barely opened my mouth to speak.
"... I almost made her guests uncomfortable throughout my wedding."
"It was kept so completely secret that only a few people know. The rest looks good."
She gave me a reassuring smile after correcting my big mistake.
'As expected, it was good to consult with the Marchioness.'
I felt good because I had something to brag about to Kael.
"Thanks..."
It was the moment when I slightly lifted myself up from the bed and tried to make eye contact with the Marchioness. Dizziness swept over my body and my vision Instantly turned black. It was a feeling of dizziness that I couldn't handle.
"Enrica, are you okay?"
I paused for a moment to catch my breath, then slowly opened my mouth and answered.
"I guess I'm a little anemic because I neglected eating and sleeping for a few days."
Although it was my first time experiencing depletion of magical power and body aches, I was also embarrassed by my body not getting better.
The Marchioness's eyelashes drooped in worry as she looked at me staggering around.
"I guess I came here for no reason."
"What are you saying! You have already helped me so much."
Despite my active dissuasion, the Marchioness began to prepare as if she would get up at any moment.
"No, it's really okay...."
I originally planned to go just to see the face.
"Thank you for welcoming an uninvited guest."
The Marchioness, who looked at me with a very pitiful expression, added the last thing.
"And if it's okay, I'll sneak a peek at it to my friends."
"What do you mean, Ma'am?"
"If word spreads in advance that you have a cold, everyone will feel sorry for you."
What followed next was good news for me, who had been nervous all along.
"They will understand even if you make a mistake or don't stay at the reception for long."
I nodded excitedly, not knowing what kind of impact those words would have.
"Really good! Meeting the Marchioness is always a great blessing for me."
"Thank you. Then take a break and see you healthy at the wedding, Enrica."
The Marchioness looked at me with an expression like a real sister worrying about her younger sister.
After happily seeing her off, I laid my exhausted body down on the bed.
'Even if it weren't for that, it would be frustrating to be stretched out for a few days, so why isn't my body getting better?"
I waved my arms around with a dissatisfied expression, but first changed the arrangement of the guests as the Marchioness had taught me.
And maybe an hour or two passed?
I heard someone knocking on the door and answered.
"It must be Sarah."
"Yes, come in."
"Lady, this is aide Melua."
My eyes widened because it was quite rare for him to come to my room first.
Melua came in soon after, looking a little more embarrassed than usual.
"Your friends sent you flowers, wishing you a recovery."
"Wow, really?"
A friend, it couldn't be the Marchioness who had just left, and Tristan didn't seem likely to take such a public approach.
I'm a little sorry if Sophia sent me something again from yesterday.
Looking at it like this, I realized once again that my interpersonal relationships were monotonous.
"Is it okay if I let the employees come in for a while to move the flowers? If you feel uncomfortable with the curtains drawn on your bed, I will tell her to come see you later."
"No, it's okay!"
I was more curious than shy, so I answered willingly.
Melua, who had left the room, could be heard giving instructions to the employee.
"... Okay, listen to them in order."
Several footsteps rang out. I drew the curtains around the bed and stuck my head out.
"Uh...?"
The scene that followed was something strange.
I imagined a suitable flower basket, but there wasn't one that came in. Several people came in one after another, carrying fifteen large bouquets of flowers, flower pots, and baskets.
"What is this?"
"As expected, Lady didn't know either."
Melua looked like he couldn't figure out whether to be happy or embarrassed at the honor of his master.
"I thought I had a bouquet of flowers from Sophia."
"This is not the end. The delivery men are still coming and going."
"Who on earth sent it all?"
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't figure it out, so I read the card in the flower basket as soon as the employees left.
[I heard from Mrs. Dyke that you were sick.
Katrina.]
The name written at the end of the well-wishes was someone close to the Marchioness.
"If it's okay. I'll sneak a peek at it to my friends."
But still, the Marchioness's feet are this wide?
The bouquets gradually piled up until they almost filled the floor.
I blinked and continued reading the card.
[Katrina told me that the Lady was sick. I hope you recover quickly before your wedding.
Helen.]
This time, the name of a completely unknown person appeared, and it was the same next time.
[I've never met you in person. But, I hope you recover quickly.]
After reading a few more cards. I felt like I had a general idea of what was happening.
Of course, many people only care about me out of pure kindness.
My social circle was wide, and there were quite a few people who wanted to become friends with me through the series of events that had happened so far.
Now that it was known that I was sick, It was a perfect opportunity to send a small gift and build goodwill.
If everyone thinks the same way...
As the sunset, my room was filled with the scent of flowers.
'The scent is so strong it makes me dizzy.'
Still, I tried to rationalize it, thinking that one rumor must have spread properly.
Something seemed quite wrong.
I suddenly became tired again and decided to snuggle up under the blanket.
At that time, a steady knock sounded on the door again.
"Please don't tell me there's another flower basket."
I buried my face in my hands and sighed and muttered.
"Luckily, that's not the case, but a guest came to visit."
Melua, who seemed to be my assistant for the day, came in and said.
"A guest? Sorry if I don't know well, but later...."
"This is Lady Martha Wintersoar"
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