‘Rohan. I'm sorry for lying.'
Hannah had a spirited and straight-talking personality.
She had a secret plan or conspired against others, or she hated pretending to be this or that or acting pretentious.
In some ways, she could be said to be Antjone's polar opposite.
Isn’t she, Antjone, the master of situational comedy?
In her opinion, Antjone wanted to double-treat her, but it backfired on her as Claudel was not very pleased with such a thing and only felt sorry for Antjone, who had been greatly embarrassed in front of the people, so she had to be gentle inside.
She had a secret plan or conspired against others, or she hated pretending to be this or that or acting pretentious.
In some ways, she could be said to be Antjone's polar opposite.
Isn’t she, Antjone, the master of situational comedy?
In her opinion, Antjone wanted to double-treat her, but it backfired on her as Claudel was not very pleased with such a thing and only felt sorry for Antjone, who had been greatly embarrassed in front of the people, so she had to be gentle inside.
Chewed.
It was unexpected that Hannah came to meet Rohan today.
Claudel is having a baby.
This is a precious baby born after overcoming the aftereffects of Herzol.
But she had a long way to go to convey the news to Madame Cronach in the capital.
'I can telegraph Claudel's news.'
Madame Cronach was the owner of Salon Arbo. Although she did not hear the full story, she said it was Kaian who saved her life. It is said that she reached his kite and, riding on the power of Temnes, opened a salon in the capital and rose to success.
But thanks to him, she became completely tied to the capital. Even though she wanted to see Claudel, who was staying in the royal castle and she was staying in the capital's mansion, there were very few opportunities to meet her.
On one occasion, the maids who had been sent to the mansion to take care of Claudel made a big mistake, which made Madame Cronach so happy that she rushed to the mansion a month later.
That day she personally waited on Claudel until Hannah and Madame Marcel arrived, and it seemed to Hannah that a smile appeared on her aunt's face. Wide, very wide.
Anyway, Madame Cronach jumped when she heard that Hannah was sending her a telegram.
'No. Never. You must never send me a telegram.'
'Why?'
'The Duke of Temnes controls the messages going out from the telegraph office.'
Hannah's eyes widened.
It was unexpected that Hannah came to meet Rohan today.
Claudel is having a baby.
This is a precious baby born after overcoming the aftereffects of Herzol.
But she had a long way to go to convey the news to Madame Cronach in the capital.
'I can telegraph Claudel's news.'
Madame Cronach was the owner of Salon Arbo. Although she did not hear the full story, she said it was Kaian who saved her life. It is said that she reached his kite and, riding on the power of Temnes, opened a salon in the capital and rose to success.
But thanks to him, she became completely tied to the capital. Even though she wanted to see Claudel, who was staying in the royal castle and she was staying in the capital's mansion, there were very few opportunities to meet her.
On one occasion, the maids who had been sent to the mansion to take care of Claudel made a big mistake, which made Madame Cronach so happy that she rushed to the mansion a month later.
That day she personally waited on Claudel until Hannah and Madame Marcel arrived, and it seemed to Hannah that a smile appeared on her aunt's face. Wide, very wide.
Anyway, Madame Cronach jumped when she heard that Hannah was sending her a telegram.
'No. Never. You must never send me a telegram.'
'Why?'
'The Duke of Temnes controls the messages going out from the telegraph office.'
Hannah's eyes widened.
'If any information comes up that he thinks is suspicious, he makes sure to track it down.'
'Really? At Claudel's request, I sent several telegrams to the Duke of Vermont.'
'You can think of it as the Duke of Temnes watching it all.'
'There was nothing that could be problematic.'
It was simply a brief description of Claudel's current status.
'After all, if you send me a message, it will definitely fall into the Duke's hands.'
'Really? At Claudel's request, I sent several telegrams to the Duke of Vermont.'
'You can think of it as the Duke of Temnes watching it all.'
'There was nothing that could be problematic.'
It was simply a brief description of Claudel's current status.
'After all, if you send me a message, it will definitely fall into the Duke's hands.'
'Then what should I do?'
'Somehow, borrow others ID card. Send it to my courier, thank you.'
In order to avoid being traced by Kaian, she nodded and came back, but who lent her his identity card?
It's a small document that you should carry with you in the first place.
Moreover, Hannah had no one close to her, and she could not borrow Madame Marcel's. That's because Madame Cronach informed her that Kaian was reading all the telegrams sent by Madame Marcel.
So, after much thought, the idea she reached was Rohan.
She naturally thought that if she went to meet him on the day he returned and went to the telegraph office with him, he would lend her his ID card, and it was as she expected.
After handing over Rohan's ID, Hannah contacted the messenger she had hired as instructed by Madame Cronach.
'I never thought the day would come when I would do something like this.'
Hannah had a sincere crush on Rohan, and they were in the stage of getting to know each other and building affection.
Lying to such a man and taking advantage of his good intentions pricked her heart terribly.
'But when Auntie hears this news, how happy she will be.'
The news of Claudel's pregnancy gave her hope.
Madame Cronach said she was her mother and she was worried that Claudel's marriage would be broken up.
'Once the baby is born, it will be difficult for the lord to throw Claudel away.'
A child with Temnes' blood is born, and since Claudel is the baby's biological mother, he cannot simply break up with her or kick her out, even if they commit to a marriage.
Then, wouldn't Claudel be able to meet her mother?
Hannah's encounter with Madame Cronach left her with little hope of finding her family.
Knowing the loneliness and despair of being alone in the world, she hoped that Claudel would be different from her.
Her husband, her baby, and even her mother who she thought was dead.
Hannah was truly happy that Claudel's family was growing.
"Hannah. I washed everything.”
A man who had been wearing a jacket so shiny and dirty that it looked like leather, which was lightly made of linen just a moment ago, took off the scuff marks.
Rohan, wearing pants and a thin, loose shirt, dried his hair with a towel.
“You were waiting patiently.”
“What if I don’t behave? Well, you thought I was going to run around and play on the bed in your room alone?”
"Haha."
Rohan was happy to see what he had imagined.
“Let’s run together.”
“I was just saying that.”
“On the bed.”
The man who smelled of soap kissed her lightly.
The reason why she was able to stop being jealous and envious of her family's empty spot was because Hannah also had someone like her. Someone who might become family to her.
"No. I have to go back to the castle. You have to see the lord too, right?”
"Wait for a second. Just a moment.”
They were lovers who met after two months. They hugged each other and didn't know how to separate.
***
The doctor visited Claudel almost every day.
“Today you will take a lavender foot bath, Lady."
“Lavender foot bath?”
"Yes, lady. As for this lavender oil, it boosts the energy of a weakened body, helps blood circulation, and has a soothing effect.”
The doctor placed a vial containing a light green oil on the table and had the maids bring hot water in a wooden barrel.
“Add plenty of organic lavender oil here and finally sprinkle the purple petals of freshly picked lavender that the gardener picked at dawn.”
The doctor talked a lot about it like a businessman.
“The creation of a lavender foot bath that relaxes the mind and body of ladies and is also effective in preventing depression!”
Claudel ended up laughing as she looked at the cheerful doctor who seemed to have found a new aptitude.
Claudel was unconscious at the same time as she was injured by the crocodile, so of course she had no memory of the doctors' efforts to operate or treat her.
Even when he was treating her herzol, she was vomiting blood and fainting, so she thought about the doctor's hard work and that until now he was just a doctor.
“Quickly put your foot here. It’s a footbath with God’s hand in it.”
So he hadn't thought about it, but he was not ashamed to call himself a divine doctor. He realized once again how saving the life of a dying woman twice had affected him.
Claudel, with Hannah's help, lifted her skirt and soaked her feet in the bathtub.
“Do I have to do this every day?”
“Then what happens?”
The doctor looked at her with a look of displeasure on his face, 'What should I do?'
“It was you, Madame, who asked the lord to keep it a secret.”
As Claudel sighed, the doctor nuzzled his mouth again.
“I would feel at ease if I reported this to my lord right now. But somehow... After I told my lord that I would try treatment, he asked me every day how it was going, so I had to do something.”
For the first few days, I lay down on a warm flat stone and drank medicinal tea to relieve my nausea.
But that only lasted for a day or two, and as the days went by, the doctor's medical practice, suffering from Kaian's bullying, became less and less effective and became closer to cosmetic practice.
I, who sometimes enjoyed sponsored walks because I wanted to organize my thoughts alone, found it quite stressful to be subjected to this every day.
“I’m tired from trying to do anything every day.”
The doctor smiled brightly.
“Don’t think about it that way, just think of it as prenatal education.”
“Prenatal education?”
"Yes, lady. It’s boring to think that I’m just killing time to lie to my lord.”
I was hurt by the explicit expression.
"Then?"
“Look. How pretty is this footbath?”
The oil dissolved in warm water was gone, and the sight of purple flowers floating in the hot, steaming water was definitely a refreshing scene.
“You have to think good thoughts and put good things in your eyes.”
I was nodding my head at the words spoken by the middle-aged man who seemed to have gone from being a doctor to a businessman to a counselor.
“If you feel good about being a mother, you feel good about the baby.”
“Is that really true?”
“That’s why.”
"Yes. It looks pretty here.”
Seeing me relax and move my feet around in his footbath, stirring the water and admiring the flower petals, the doctor sat down with satisfaction and called Hannah.
“I would like herbal tea, please.”
“With three pieces of sugar.”
“Do you know this is a teahouse?”
“The tea in the castle is of higher quality than the tea shop in the village. Let’s have a drink while we’re here.”
These days, his job was to kill time by recommending suspicious treatments to me and then drinking tea served by Claudel's maid.
The big lord even asked him to focus on Claudel's health care and even found another useful doctor with ten years of experience, so the doctor's work-life balance has reached its peak these days.
Those who come in with a broken head, broken arm, or sprained leg, those who were injured last week but are hurt again today, and even if he gives them truthful advice, saying, ‘If you live like this, you could die next week,’ he only see those who will get hurt again tomorrow, and he clean them up and leave them smelling and clean. The doctor felt like he was alive as he was taking care of producing a family heir in Claudel's room.
“Anyway, where do you find things like this?”
"Yes?"
“Isn’t that so? A middle-aged man knows a lot about prenatal education and other things.”
“Hmm. No matter what I do, I am always serious, Lady. It is a task that has been entrusted to me by my lord, so I have no choice but to fulfill my mission and work hard.”
“It’s like my grandmother’s taste.”
"Yes. Whatever you think, I can't help it. You can’t do nothing.”
The doctor waited until Claudel's foot bath was finished and checked whether her hands and feet were cold. Then, as soon as he left Claudel's room, he went straight to Kaian's office again today.
Knock knock.
"Come in."
Kaian welcomed him as if he had been waiting.
“How is it? Did she like the lavender foot bath?”
“I have to be honest, right?”
Kaian frowned at the doctor's hesitant response.
“Because what did Claudel say?”
“It’s grandmother’s style.”
“Do you know this is a teahouse?”
“The tea in the castle is of higher quality than the tea shop in the village. Let’s have a drink while we’re here.”
These days, his job was to kill time by recommending suspicious treatments to me and then drinking tea served by Claudel's maid.
The big lord even asked him to focus on Claudel's health care and even found another useful doctor with ten years of experience, so the doctor's work-life balance has reached its peak these days.
Those who come in with a broken head, broken arm, or sprained leg, those who were injured last week but are hurt again today, and even if he gives them truthful advice, saying, ‘If you live like this, you could die next week,’ he only see those who will get hurt again tomorrow, and he clean them up and leave them smelling and clean. The doctor felt like he was alive as he was taking care of producing a family heir in Claudel's room.
“Anyway, where do you find things like this?”
"Yes?"
“Isn’t that so? A middle-aged man knows a lot about prenatal education and other things.”
“Hmm. No matter what I do, I am always serious, Lady. It is a task that has been entrusted to me by my lord, so I have no choice but to fulfill my mission and work hard.”
“It’s like my grandmother’s taste.”
"Yes. Whatever you think, I can't help it. You can’t do nothing.”
The doctor waited until Claudel's foot bath was finished and checked whether her hands and feet were cold. Then, as soon as he left Claudel's room, he went straight to Kaian's office again today.
Knock knock.
"Come in."
Kaian welcomed him as if he had been waiting.
“How is it? Did she like the lavender foot bath?”
“I have to be honest, right?”
Kaian frowned at the doctor's hesitant response.
“Because what did Claudel say?”
“It’s grandmother’s style.”
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