When the topic of children came up, Winter became much more reserved than usual.
He remained silent until they reached port, but quickly conveyed what he had wanted to say before boarding the cruise back to Rockround.
“I’m preparing the documents to transfer Hagu Island to joint ownership, so just go back and sign. I’m also coordinating the other two islands, so I’ll buy them soon.”
Then Violet looked at Winter with wide eyes.
“What kind of nonsense is that? The island is not the wasteland it used to be.”
“We’re just sharing the name. It’s all mine anyway.”
“Still, that’s too...”
When Violet tried to refuse, Winter became serious and pushed her forward.
“It’s necessary. Or is it that the title of Reckless River or something doesn’t mean much to you?”
“Of course. That title is a great honor.”
“I can’t let that honor be taken away by someone like Ash.”
Violet hesitated for a moment at his words, then opened her mouth.
“You’re right. It’s an honor Ash deserves. But it’s also an honor for me.”
Winter said with a distinct frown on her face at her words.
“There is nothing in this world too much for you. Isn’t saving the lives of strangers an honorable act?”
When Violet paused at his words, Winter continued.
“See? And you saved Rockround by marrying him. That’s the hero’s act. Heroes deserve their reward.”
“...”
“That’s what you said.”
Violet thought for a moment at Winter's cheerful voice, then smiled faintly.
As he felt her gradually accepting it, Winter smiled faintly and took her hand.
"Let's go."
“Let's go. And if you have any more big plans in the future, please discuss them with me. Like buying something or launching an airship.”
“If I tell you, you won’t let me buy anything.”
“If you can’t buy it, shouldn’t you not buy it?”
“You’re so stubborn.”
“Am I being stubborn?”
Winter smiled mischievously as Violet frowned.
Even while on the cruise, Violet was lost in thought.
She knew someone who had the other two islands, and she thought it was highly unlikely that he would give them to her.
However, it was true that she had many worries. Thanks to the worries he gave her, Violet stopped thinking about pregnancy for a while.
After a happy ending in Chiron, the two returned to Rockround.
As soon as Winter returned to the capital, he threw Alika's tourism business at the company and caused everyone to suffer, and Violet began preparing to appear before the council soon.
After her visit to Alika, she regained her health noticeably. She no longer had morning sickness or even an upset stomach.
She slept more than usual, but she thought it was because she was still suffering from the aftereffects.
Still, her period did not go away. To distract herself from her child, Violet took up an unfamiliar occupation.
Winter's birthday was in January. Violet planned to make a birthday meal for Winter this time.
After studying the book thoroughly, Violet took a deep breath in the kitchen. She had already prepared all the ingredients and was reading the recipe carefully when she heard a loud noise at the kitchen entrance and Winter came running in like a madman. His tie was messed up because he had come back from work.
Violet, who was having a hard time cutting chocolate because it was winter, turned to Winter with a kitchen knife in hand, and he raised both his hands defensively.
“Wait a minute, wait a minute. What do you want to do?”
“I’m going to make a chocolate soufflé.”
“Why did you suddenly think of that, Princess?”
“Your birthday is coming up soon. I’m going to practice making it now.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Why are you suddenly so polite?”
“You have a knife.”
Winter walked over as he spoke. Violet took out the egg first with a serious expression on her face. Then Winter asked with a serious expression.
“You’re not trying to break an egg with a knife, are you?”
“I know how to break an egg.”
Violet said that then put down the knife and clumsily cracked an egg with a careful gesture. Then she looked over the shelf. Winter asked.
“What are you going to do?”
“It says to separate the egg whites and yolks. I was wondering if there was a tool for that.”
At her words, Winter picked up the egg, cracked it with one hand, and moved it alternately to each shell to separate the white from the yolk.
“What now?”
“Whisk the egg whites until they form bubbles. You don’t need my help anymore.”
“That’s what I should be doing.”
“I’m going to work. I was doing it secretly.”
“How can I trust you to be in the kitchen and come to work?”
“I lived alone in Chiron for a year. I can cook simple meals.”
“Okay, now you can finally bake some bread.”
“No, I can’t bake bread.”
“Are you able to reheat baked bread?”
When Winter asked again, Violet finally nodded. Then she looked back at the chocolate she had barely cut and said.
“They say to cook the butter and flour first.”
“I turned on the light.”
As Winter hurriedly went towards the fire and turned it on, Violet checked the recipe again and muttered to herself.
“Which saucepan is it?”
Then Winter took out the saucepan that was hanging and placed it on the fire, then asked seriously.
“Do you really have to cook?”
“I'm practicing. Why are you barging in and nagging at someone who’s practicing?”
“You know, Violet. We have a lot of money in our house.”
"I know."
“If you know, call a tutor.”
“No. How upset would Chef Turin be if we called in another cooking teacher with his unique personality?”
“Then learn from the chef.”
“I tried to do that too, but Turin couldn’t watch because he was frustrated with what I was doing.”
As Violet was about to pick up her knife again, Winter snatched it from her hand and said,
“Let’s put this away since we won’t be using a knife on the chocolate soufflé anymore.”
“Really? I thought you definitely needed a knife to cook.”
“There’s a restaurant in front of our company that makes great chocolate soufflés. Tell the chef there. I don’t know why I have to be concerned about the people I paid to hire, but if you want, I’ll tell Turin to keep it a secret, so don’t worry. And don’t come into the kitchen alone from now on. Please.”
“How did you know I was here? I was going to practice while you were out on business.”
When Violet asked, Winter dragged her out of the kitchen and gestured to the servants who were gathered in front of her, fidgeting.
“One of them ran up and said."
“I guess I wasn’t that bad.”
“Give up on things you can’t do and hire people. That’s efficient and a way to make money.”
He turned his head as he pushed Violet's back and motioned for the servants to quickly close the kitchen. Violet, who had finally come out to see Winter off again, asked while straightening his crooked tie that had been crooked in the rush to get there.
“The trip to the North will be over once we take care of what Heston House requests?”
“Yeah. The business part. I’ll take care of it right away.”
Violet smiled and nodded.
“It’s sad to be apart for three days after being together the entire trip to Alika.”
“Should I come home halfway?”
“Just take care of it all at once and then come back and be with me.”
Violet's voice sounded so sweet to Winter that his steps as he set off felt even heavier.
“If you say that, I can’t go any further.”
“Go quickly. Don’t do that.”
“You should hurry back and help our Princess prepare for her appearance at the council. I like watching you talk to Ash Lawrence.”
“Are you looking? Why?”
“You look more dignified than usual by comparison.”
“You like a dignified woman.”
“My ideal type is a woman I want to kneel down on. Didn’t I tell you?”
As Winter spoke sarcastically and hugged her waist, Violet grabbed his coat collar and said.
“At this rate, it’s going to take another hour to see me off.”
“I’m worried that my Princess might go into the kitchen again when I’m not there. I can’t move my feet.”
“I won’t go in.”
“If my parents come looking for me when I’m not around, don’t let them in. Of course, the security guards won’t tell you, but there’s a chance.”
“I will never let them in. Besides, they won’t come looking for me since we will be meeting in the council anyway.”
“Yeah. Blooming Family still has seats.”
Winter grumbled, then smiled again as if he had no time to think about such things on this precious send-off, and kissed his wife on the forehead.
Violet smiled and pushed Winter away.
“I’m going to work now, really.”
Then Winter walked backward towards the carriage with a regretful expression on his face.
“Walk straight. Don’t fall.”
“I won’t fall.”
After finishing speaking, Winter waved and climbed into the carriage.
After he left, Violet, standing on the porch, watched the carriage moving away with regret. Jen, who was standing behind her, quickly covered her with a blanket and said.
“Can’t you just see him off once a day? You might catch a cold.”
“Is Pochi warm because he lit a fire?”
“The wind is cold.”
“That’s true. Then let’s go in too.”
As Violet gestured, Jen quickly followed and continued speaking.
“I decided to send a telegram after Mr. Hayel arrives in the north of the country. I’m going to call the doctor right after that. I’m going to make sure he doesn’t barge in on the way.”
“You two are both very thorough.”
“You know the CEO’s personality. When he gets excited like a fire and then goes out like a fire, it’s hard for those around him to handle him. You really don’t know how completely opposite the two of you are.”
“But he’s my husband. I don’t think he doesn’t know that much.”
“No. The CEO’s personality is something you probably don’t know the most. It’s the best in the world. You can’t even imagine how docile the CEO is in front of you. On the contrary, you are too patient.”
“Is it too much?”
“Yes! I hope you can tell jokes sometimes and tell us things that make you uncomfortable.”
Jen said sarcastically.
She was desperately trying to hide her excitement and kept blurting out random words because she didn't want Violet to be disappointed if she wasn't pregnant. Violet, who knew Jen's feelings, smiled and said.
“Jen, even if I don’t get pregnant this time, I still have a lot of chances. I might be a little disappointed, but I won’t be hurt, so don’t make that face.”
“...Are you sure?”
“Yes. Really.”
Jen opened her mouth as if she couldn't stand Violet's affectionate words any longer.
“Finally, it’s my chance to have a Little Young Lady!”
“It could be a son.”
“I like it too, a Master. What about you, Young Lady?”
“Well, I think I’d be happy whether it was a daughter or a son.”
“I don’t mind either, but if possible, I wish they could look just like you, Madam.”
The two headed to the dressing room, talking.
He remained silent until they reached port, but quickly conveyed what he had wanted to say before boarding the cruise back to Rockround.
“I’m preparing the documents to transfer Hagu Island to joint ownership, so just go back and sign. I’m also coordinating the other two islands, so I’ll buy them soon.”
Then Violet looked at Winter with wide eyes.
“What kind of nonsense is that? The island is not the wasteland it used to be.”
“We’re just sharing the name. It’s all mine anyway.”
“Still, that’s too...”
When Violet tried to refuse, Winter became serious and pushed her forward.
“It’s necessary. Or is it that the title of Reckless River or something doesn’t mean much to you?”
“Of course. That title is a great honor.”
“I can’t let that honor be taken away by someone like Ash.”
Violet hesitated for a moment at his words, then opened her mouth.
“You’re right. It’s an honor Ash deserves. But it’s also an honor for me.”
Winter said with a distinct frown on her face at her words.
“There is nothing in this world too much for you. Isn’t saving the lives of strangers an honorable act?”
When Violet paused at his words, Winter continued.
“See? And you saved Rockround by marrying him. That’s the hero’s act. Heroes deserve their reward.”
“...”
“That’s what you said.”
Violet thought for a moment at Winter's cheerful voice, then smiled faintly.
As he felt her gradually accepting it, Winter smiled faintly and took her hand.
"Let's go."
“Let's go. And if you have any more big plans in the future, please discuss them with me. Like buying something or launching an airship.”
“If I tell you, you won’t let me buy anything.”
“If you can’t buy it, shouldn’t you not buy it?”
“You’re so stubborn.”
“Am I being stubborn?”
Winter smiled mischievously as Violet frowned.
Even while on the cruise, Violet was lost in thought.
She knew someone who had the other two islands, and she thought it was highly unlikely that he would give them to her.
However, it was true that she had many worries. Thanks to the worries he gave her, Violet stopped thinking about pregnancy for a while.
***
After a happy ending in Chiron, the two returned to Rockround.
As soon as Winter returned to the capital, he threw Alika's tourism business at the company and caused everyone to suffer, and Violet began preparing to appear before the council soon.
After her visit to Alika, she regained her health noticeably. She no longer had morning sickness or even an upset stomach.
She slept more than usual, but she thought it was because she was still suffering from the aftereffects.
Still, her period did not go away. To distract herself from her child, Violet took up an unfamiliar occupation.
Winter's birthday was in January. Violet planned to make a birthday meal for Winter this time.
After studying the book thoroughly, Violet took a deep breath in the kitchen. She had already prepared all the ingredients and was reading the recipe carefully when she heard a loud noise at the kitchen entrance and Winter came running in like a madman. His tie was messed up because he had come back from work.
Violet, who was having a hard time cutting chocolate because it was winter, turned to Winter with a kitchen knife in hand, and he raised both his hands defensively.
“Wait a minute, wait a minute. What do you want to do?”
“I’m going to make a chocolate soufflé.”
“Why did you suddenly think of that, Princess?”
“Your birthday is coming up soon. I’m going to practice making it now.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Why are you suddenly so polite?”
“You have a knife.”
Winter walked over as he spoke. Violet took out the egg first with a serious expression on her face. Then Winter asked with a serious expression.
“You’re not trying to break an egg with a knife, are you?”
“I know how to break an egg.”
Violet said that then put down the knife and clumsily cracked an egg with a careful gesture. Then she looked over the shelf. Winter asked.
“What are you going to do?”
“It says to separate the egg whites and yolks. I was wondering if there was a tool for that.”
At her words, Winter picked up the egg, cracked it with one hand, and moved it alternately to each shell to separate the white from the yolk.
“What now?”
“Whisk the egg whites until they form bubbles. You don’t need my help anymore.”
“That’s what I should be doing.”
“I’m going to work. I was doing it secretly.”
“How can I trust you to be in the kitchen and come to work?”
“I lived alone in Chiron for a year. I can cook simple meals.”
“Okay, now you can finally bake some bread.”
“No, I can’t bake bread.”
“Are you able to reheat baked bread?”
When Winter asked again, Violet finally nodded. Then she looked back at the chocolate she had barely cut and said.
“They say to cook the butter and flour first.”
“I turned on the light.”
As Winter hurriedly went towards the fire and turned it on, Violet checked the recipe again and muttered to herself.
“Which saucepan is it?”
Then Winter took out the saucepan that was hanging and placed it on the fire, then asked seriously.
“Do you really have to cook?”
“I'm practicing. Why are you barging in and nagging at someone who’s practicing?”
“You know, Violet. We have a lot of money in our house.”
"I know."
“If you know, call a tutor.”
“No. How upset would Chef Turin be if we called in another cooking teacher with his unique personality?”
“Then learn from the chef.”
“I tried to do that too, but Turin couldn’t watch because he was frustrated with what I was doing.”
As Violet was about to pick up her knife again, Winter snatched it from her hand and said,
“Let’s put this away since we won’t be using a knife on the chocolate soufflé anymore.”
“Really? I thought you definitely needed a knife to cook.”
“There’s a restaurant in front of our company that makes great chocolate soufflés. Tell the chef there. I don’t know why I have to be concerned about the people I paid to hire, but if you want, I’ll tell Turin to keep it a secret, so don’t worry. And don’t come into the kitchen alone from now on. Please.”
“How did you know I was here? I was going to practice while you were out on business.”
When Violet asked, Winter dragged her out of the kitchen and gestured to the servants who were gathered in front of her, fidgeting.
“One of them ran up and said."
“I guess I wasn’t that bad.”
“Give up on things you can’t do and hire people. That’s efficient and a way to make money.”
He turned his head as he pushed Violet's back and motioned for the servants to quickly close the kitchen. Violet, who had finally come out to see Winter off again, asked while straightening his crooked tie that had been crooked in the rush to get there.
“The trip to the North will be over once we take care of what Heston House requests?”
“Yeah. The business part. I’ll take care of it right away.”
Violet smiled and nodded.
“It’s sad to be apart for three days after being together the entire trip to Alika.”
“Should I come home halfway?”
“Just take care of it all at once and then come back and be with me.”
Violet's voice sounded so sweet to Winter that his steps as he set off felt even heavier.
“If you say that, I can’t go any further.”
“Go quickly. Don’t do that.”
“You should hurry back and help our Princess prepare for her appearance at the council. I like watching you talk to Ash Lawrence.”
“Are you looking? Why?”
“You look more dignified than usual by comparison.”
“You like a dignified woman.”
“My ideal type is a woman I want to kneel down on. Didn’t I tell you?”
As Winter spoke sarcastically and hugged her waist, Violet grabbed his coat collar and said.
“At this rate, it’s going to take another hour to see me off.”
“I’m worried that my Princess might go into the kitchen again when I’m not there. I can’t move my feet.”
“I won’t go in.”
“If my parents come looking for me when I’m not around, don’t let them in. Of course, the security guards won’t tell you, but there’s a chance.”
“I will never let them in. Besides, they won’t come looking for me since we will be meeting in the council anyway.”
“Yeah. Blooming Family still has seats.”
Winter grumbled, then smiled again as if he had no time to think about such things on this precious send-off, and kissed his wife on the forehead.
Violet smiled and pushed Winter away.
“I’m going to work now, really.”
Then Winter walked backward towards the carriage with a regretful expression on his face.
“Walk straight. Don’t fall.”
“I won’t fall.”
After finishing speaking, Winter waved and climbed into the carriage.
After he left, Violet, standing on the porch, watched the carriage moving away with regret. Jen, who was standing behind her, quickly covered her with a blanket and said.
“Can’t you just see him off once a day? You might catch a cold.”
“Is Pochi warm because he lit a fire?”
“The wind is cold.”
“That’s true. Then let’s go in too.”
As Violet gestured, Jen quickly followed and continued speaking.
“I decided to send a telegram after Mr. Hayel arrives in the north of the country. I’m going to call the doctor right after that. I’m going to make sure he doesn’t barge in on the way.”
“You two are both very thorough.”
“You know the CEO’s personality. When he gets excited like a fire and then goes out like a fire, it’s hard for those around him to handle him. You really don’t know how completely opposite the two of you are.”
“But he’s my husband. I don’t think he doesn’t know that much.”
“No. The CEO’s personality is something you probably don’t know the most. It’s the best in the world. You can’t even imagine how docile the CEO is in front of you. On the contrary, you are too patient.”
“Is it too much?”
“Yes! I hope you can tell jokes sometimes and tell us things that make you uncomfortable.”
Jen said sarcastically.
She was desperately trying to hide her excitement and kept blurting out random words because she didn't want Violet to be disappointed if she wasn't pregnant. Violet, who knew Jen's feelings, smiled and said.
“Jen, even if I don’t get pregnant this time, I still have a lot of chances. I might be a little disappointed, but I won’t be hurt, so don’t make that face.”
“...Are you sure?”
“Yes. Really.”
Jen opened her mouth as if she couldn't stand Violet's affectionate words any longer.
“Finally, it’s my chance to have a Little Young Lady!”
“It could be a son.”
“I like it too, a Master. What about you, Young Lady?”
“Well, I think I’d be happy whether it was a daughter or a son.”
“I don’t mind either, but if possible, I wish they could look just like you, Madam.”
The two headed to the dressing room, talking.
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