Greeting each and every one of them warmly, Agatha erected a white pillar and took her place under a gazebo covered in fine drapery.
Naturally, the carpet was crowded with nobles who filled the surrounding area.
Sweet white wine, desserts, fruits, etc. are brought in.
Agatha smiled sweetly and covered her mouth with a fan. A soft voice fell into the momentarily quiet space.
“Everyone attended without exception. You must have been a little embarrassed because it was a sudden invitation.”
“Oh my gosh, that can’t be possible! It’s not uncommon for Lady Agatha to open huge salons from time to time, right?”
"Sure. I heard you returned to the mansion a few days ago, and I was waiting to see if you would open the salon anytime soon.”
"Thank God. How have you been?”
As soon as Agatha finished speaking, several noble ladies and ladies started talking about the latest social trends. Before opening the salon, this was something she had heard once through her close friend, Marchioness Iris Domunia.
“Of course, the hottest news is Lady Agatha.”
Agatha narrowed one eye.
“Are there still many people interested in my wedding? I thought there would be a lot of people who wouldn’t mind anymore.”
Laughter erupted from everywhere at the mischievous prank.
In fact, due to the nature of the aristocratic world where there were no secrets, almost everything related to Enoch and her had long been rumored.
A sweet move that is not typical of an arranged marriage.
An invitation to a private luncheon with His Majesty the Emperor.
It even turns out that the owner of the island that will become the base for the new trade route is Agatha Nobilis.
Even the fact that the wedding was just around the corner and that they were planning to negotiate with the Mainukor Empire on Pallavi Island during their honeymoon was heating up the social circles and the court.
“Knowing that, I have prepared something special for all of you who are attending today. Proposal?"
Agatha called a maid and placed something in the hands of the ladies and ladies.
It was a wedding invitation that was stylishly decorated with roses, the symbol of the Nobilis family, and eagle feathers, the symbol of the Aratus family.
“It’s in three weeks. Today is the first time I have personally given you a wedding invitation.”
“Oh my goodness, it’s an honor, young lady.”
“How can you be so kind? You must have been very busy just preparing for the wedding.”
It was a time when the location and time of the ceremony were slowly spreading among the attendees.
"Miss."
"Yes?"
Agatha's face lit up as she raised her head at the quiet call of her close maid.
Her blonde hair was as bright as the sun, and her smile combined with her pretty face was so pretty.
The nobles turned around, surprised by the aura they were seeing for the first time.
He has a sturdy physique worthy of a knight and a handsome face that exudes elasticity.
The stab wound on the cheek that subtly makes the man look rough is a wound of glory earned on the battlefield.
Standing there was a young Marquis, a former war hero, who was certain that even his shaky family would eventually be put back on track through his marriage to Agatha Nobilis.
"Enoch."
Enoch, who had stopped walking for a moment, naturally came to Agatha's side and kissed the back of her hand.
“Agatha.”
“What are you doing here? I heard you were very busy today...”
“It was a passing road. I heard from your aide that you are opening a salon here. I felt like I hadn’t seen you in a while, so I stopped by to say hello, but it was a bit inconvenient.”
“Not at all. Well, what's next...?”
Her aide, John, caught Agatha's gaze and recited with a keen interest.
“There is a luncheon with His Excellency the Minister of Finance.”
“Then I can give you about 20 minutes. Would you like to take a walk? The flowers bloomed really beautifully today.”
Enoch willingly took her hand. Agatha immediately stood up and looked at the dazed attendees and asked for their understanding.
“I’m going to take a short walk. Please feel free to share your stories.”
"Sure, Young Lady. Bye."
The nobles came to their senses only after Agatha had moved far away toward the valley.
Enoch glanced at the suddenly noisy gazebo for a moment, then calmly turned his attention to Agatha.
"How are you? Your complexion seems to be a little worse than the last time I saw you.”
Is it?
Agatha, who was reflexively stroking her cheek, quickly straightened up her complexion.
“I guess it’s because I’ve been sleeping late lately. By the way, I sent you instructions on how to repair the mansion through Ben. Did you read it?”
"Yes. I liked the third one.”
After the marriage, Agatha planned to renovate the Nobilis Second Mansion, rather than the first or Aratus Mansion in the capital city where she was currently staying, and make it her newlywed home, where she and Enoch lived.
After thinking for a moment, Agatha realized that the third plan was designed to provide a separate bedroom for the couple.
It was the direction she liked the most, but it was an arranged marriage in name and nature, and she was afraid it would be too intimate, so she pushed it to the back.
Agatha blushed indistinctly. From the luncheon with the Emperor, he seemed to be strangely proactive.
Of course, he was the one who asked for it first.
Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that Enoch had somehow become more active.
"It's good. It was recommended that it would be easier to adjust to having a private bedroom and a couple’s bedroom.”
“That is correct. By the way, may I ask who recommended it?”
“He is the head deacon of our family. Allen has been by my side since I was young, and he has served the Nobilis family for five generations.”
“Allen.”
“You may have seen it a few days ago when you escorted me to the mansion.”
"Yes. I remember it.”
Enoch led Agatha to a place where the path was smooth. A fragrant scent permeated from the pile of flowers blooming next to the path.
“Agatha. Actually, there is something I would like to ask for your understanding.”
"Please speak."
“I would have told you some time ago that my relatives were toying with the title of Marchioness.”
It did.
Because of that, it can be seen that this man decided to get married.
Agatha nodded obediently.
“Have you found out who is doing the work?”
“To be precise, the classification has been completed.”
Agatha seemed to know what kind of understanding he wanted to ask for.
“I guess you’re going to enforce discipline. Bring the knights.”
As the head of the family, he had the right to punish relatives who disrupted the family.
Last time, it ended with them being expelled from the capital, but this time, wouldn't it also come with a warning?
“It won’t take that long. I think it will take about two weeks, but I will leave a carrier pigeon behind, so if you need to contact me, please send a letter there.”
After the wedding, he will be away for at least a couple of months for their honeymoon.
It was a welcome event because she was able to clean up the house before going.
Agatha smiled slightly and patted his arm.
“Have a nice trip. It will probably be hectic when you come, so be prepared.”
"When you say that, it makes me feel really scared.”
“I will contact you from time to time. Are you going to send me a reply right away?”
After pausing for a moment, the man nodded and grabbed the back of Agatha's hand and kissed it. Before they knew it, 20 minutes had passed.
“I guess I’ll just have to go. I will be back as soon as possible.”
“Don’t overdo it.”
“...”
He seemed to be subtly staring at her, but then he obediently turned his back and left.
Agatha wondered about that for a moment, but she guessed she was mistaken. Here, Agatha looked at the wide lantern moving away and organized what she had to do step by step.
'Because I adjusted the dimensions...'
All she has to do is adjust it while he is away and prepare it so that he can guess it when he comes.
If she needs any other opinions, she can send them to the carrier pigeon.
Of course, Agatha was not going to miss this opportunity and planned to send him a greeting letter from time to time.
Agatha returned to the gazebo with a smile and was strangely surrounded by nobles who seemed more excited than before.
“Young Lady! You seemed to get along very well with Marquis Aratus. Are you really in a relationship?”
“Lady Agatha. Congratulations on your marriage!”
Although it was a bit difficult.
That day, the first social activity in a long time ended successfully.
***
Chubbuck-
Numerous military boots left footprints on the red-stained marble.
It's been 10 days since he said goodbye to Agatha and left the capital.
Lastly, one of Aratus' blood relatives who led this matter, the head of the Thatcher family, had just passed away at the hands of Enoch.
“My Lord.”
Enoch stared at the second vice-captain of the Order, Huber Karwen, with dry eyes.
“We have captured Baron Thatcher’s associates.”
"Good work."
Enoch carelessly sheathed his sword and scanned the people who were trapped and kneeling in the center of the hall.
He has two sons and one daughter.
All three were adults, and the eldest son had a history of breaking off his engagement when he was expelled from the capital by order of Enoch.
“I think the heir was the eldest son.”
“Yes, my lord.”
The Thatcher family members, who were deeply bowing their heads, trembled at the sound of sharp military boots approaching.
In particular, the eldest son, who was exposed to the cold atmosphere, was shivering almost as if he were playing a game.
At that time...
Pud Deuk-
The flapping of wings, which he had become accustomed to over the past ten days, naturally turned Enoch's gaze upward.
Whoosh, at the sound of a short whistle, a pigeon swimming in the air landed on a strong arm.
Three roses and green vines surround them.
The carrier bird was once again wearing the Nobilis family mark around his neck.
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