Violet finally headed home after three days and nights of dealing with the things Hayel had been giving her with pitiful eyes.
When she came home, all the servants had sad faces because of how much Winter had behaved. Although they didn't say anything, they all vaguely felt that Winter and Violet had switched bodies. In particular, Jen's attitude toward the little madam was completely different from usual, which made the hypothesis even stronger.
Violet sat down next to Winter, who was groaning and asked.
"Are you okay?"
“How on earth did you eat vegetable stew in this condition?”
“I ate it for the child.”
“I can’t eat it.”
Winter spoke firmly, but a playful expression quickly returned to his wife's face.
“Honestly, are you happy now?”
"Sorry."
“You’re not saying no.”
“What can I do? It’s what your God wants.”
Winter burst into laughter, his face turning red at Violet's teasing.
“It’s not like I just hate it.”
"Thank you."
“But when Harlin heard that you were pregnant, Alika sent me some morning sickness medicine. I checked with the doctor and took some, and it feels a little better.”
"Really?"
The moment Violet asked happily, their bodies switched. As soon as their bodies switched, Winter sighed deeply and buried her face in her wife's hands as he spoke.
“If you’re in this much pain, shouldn’t you express it?”
“It’s really much better.”
Violet felt relieved and tried to sit up. Then, a servant came shivering and brought tea.
“Now, little madam. If the temperature of the tea is not right this time, I will... I am truly sorry...”
Violet looked at Winter in shock as the servant cried and apologized in advance. Then he shrugged his shoulders with a calm expression.
“I felt bad.”
Violet quickly took the tea, took a sip, and smiled as she spoke, despite her headache.
“The temperature is just right. You must have had a hard time.”
"Yes, yes?"
“It’s late, so go in and rest.”
As soon as Violet finished her affectionate words, the servant ran into the hallway.
“Well, the little lady has returned!”
Then, the servants who were depressed from all sides came running. Then, almost half of them were crying and said to Violet.
“We’ll do it well now, little madam...”
“What? How can you do better than this?”
“No! This wasn’t good! You were eating it raw!”
Violet was troubled by the servants' warm welcome, wondering just how much of a thug Winter had been. After all the servants left, Violet scolded Winter.
“How much did you torture them?”
“Even without you, everyone knew that you weren’t in my body. I told you that there’s no way a young lady would do something like this.”
Then, before Violet could get angry, he said in a sly tone.
“I really feel sleepy and irritated all the time. I’ve experienced it too, so please don’t hold back and vent your frustrations on me.”
Then Violet laughed and tapped the bed to tell him to come next to her.
Violet said as Winter sat down next to her.
“Thank you for taking care of my morning sickness.”
“Why did you change so soon? Our Princess is having a hard time.”
“Still, thanks to the few days I changed, I was able to finish writing the speech.”
“That’s fortunate.”
“And it’s a good idea to name it Gold. Let’s do that.”
As Violet spoke with a smile on her face, Winter smiled faintly along with her.
A few days later, when the day of the parliamentary appearance arrived, Violet woke up early in the morning and started getting ready.
She was dressed in a neat outfit, her hair was tied up in a royal style, and all of her decorations were made of dark gray pearls, which were a symbol of the Lawrence family.
Winter, who had finished preparing first, approached his wife, bowed, looked her in the eye, and said.
“Pearls suit you well.”
Then Violet smiled shyly and put her hand on the pearls that decorated her hair, feeling them and asking.
“Where did you get this pearl? Even when I was in the palace, I never saw such a beautiful dark gray pearl.”
“The pearl shop owner I saw before brought it to me.”
“Oh, that’s really great. And the herbs Harlin sent me. My morning sickness has subsided a lot since I started taking them.”
“Those damn guys are of little help.”
Winter, who was already restless at the thought of even the slightest touch of the winter wind on Violet, seemed to feel as if Violet were some kind of work of art made of thin paper after experiencing morning sickness himself.
Winter had been worried that Violet might get motion sickness during the carriage ride, and when they arrived at the council and Violet's feet touched the ground, he couldn't hide his anxiety. He had laid out carpets in the garden and made her walk on them, but here, he couldn't do that. Winter said discontentedly.
“Isn’t the ground too hard?”
“Because it’s frozen.”
“Is it okay for a pregnant woman to go out in a place where the ground is so cold that it freezes?”
“I repeat, the doctor said that the danger has passed.”
“What do doctors know? I don’t trust doctors.”
Winter was already building a new villa in the north, worried that Violet would feel the heat when the summer came when she was close to giving birth. It wasn't hot in the capital, so there was no need for that, but Violet didn't stop him. If she didn't let Winter build a villa, he would really only look at Violet.
As the two were entering the building, the Duke and Duchess of Blooming approached them urgently from a distance.
“Violet! Winter!”
As soon as the couple came into view, Winter became serious and hid Violet behind his back.
“Are you out of your mind? What kind of prank did you two play on my wife by getting her pregnant and then you show up here?”
Then Catherine, who looked haggard, said.
“I came to visit the Congress. Winter, more specifically.”
“It’s the trust.”
When Winter asked, knowing what they were trying to say, James hurriedly said.
“Please, unfreeze it. If Diev's money problem isn’t solved, he won’t be able to get out of prison!”
Winter was taken aback by those words and laughed, asking,
“You’re not going to sell the mansion, are you just going to leave your child in prison? Oh, you’re more interested in money than your own child.”
Catherine sobbed at his question.
“If we sell the mansion, where are we supposed to live?”
“A slightly smaller house.”
“We... have never bought a house. Besides, the place we live in now is a house that has been passed down through the Blooming family for generations. We can’t sell this house!”
Then Violet, who had been listening from behind, took a step forward and said.
“Can’t you just pass it on to my husband?”
“What, what?”
“This house has been passed down to the Blooming family for generations, so please pass it on to my husband. Along with the title.”
When Catherine showed signs of screaming, Winter's expression turned fierce and he covered his wife's ears with his hands and said.
“Just try yelling in front of my wife. You’ll never have another chance to talk to me again.”
“Winter...”
The Blooming Duke and Duchess' mansion contained all the family's history. There were portraits of the family's ancestors on the walls and furniture that had been passed down through the generations.
Selling a mansion with such a history was no different from selling off a family, and Violet began to persuade her husband to give her the family.
“You two don’t know anything about real estate. It’s better to leave it to my husband.”
“...”
“So what if he’s a foreigner or an illegitimate child? He’s still a member of the Blooming family. Besides, my husband is an outstanding person.”
At his wife's words, Winter's expression, which had been crumpled without him knowing, loosened and he smiled faintly. He was doing the same thing to her parents that he had been trying to persuade Ella.
James spoke cautiously at those words.
“Then the debt is...”
Winter responded bluntly to that.
“You figure that out yourself. What else can I do?”
“If this continues, the family will be ruined!”
“So I’ll make it less ruinous for you, so sell it, give me the title, and leave. If you have trouble buying a house, I’ll help you. Of course, there’ll be a commission.”
“Wow, what’s the fee?”
“Are you saying that? Anyway, isn’t it because you have no sense of economics that things have turned out like this?”
The Duke and Duchess of Blooming looked shocked, but Winter paid them no attention and continued speaking.
“Then go back and wait. Don’t let my wife see you. She will be absolutely safe until the baby is born.”
“Our grandson...”
“Don’t talk like the baby us your grandson. He’s our child, not your grandson.”
After Winter nagged at his parent, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and fidgeted again as he entered the building.
“You were standing in the cold because of those pieces of trash.”
“You will have the title soon.”
“Yeah. Thanks to you.”
“It’s thanks to your ability.”
“What are you talking about? I wouldn’t have even thought of it if our Princess hadn’t told me. And besides, I guess those scumbags still believe they love me.”
Winter spoke to the Duke and Duchess of Blooming and entered the conference room.
The conference room was very large and ornate. On the east side was the audience's seating area, and on the west side was a circle of chairs. Among them, eighteen members sat in the seats facing the audience, Violet on the right, and Ash on the left.
Violet, sitting in her seat, looked at Ash, sitting across from her, glaring at her as if he was going to kill her. He would somehow try to get rid of the phrase 'all islands', and if Ash had his way, there was no telling what kind of mischief he would play with the Reckless River.
It would be unthinkable for him to suddenly impose a huge tax on everyone who uses the river water for drinking water. And eventually, he would obtain his goal, the throne.
Violet looked at her speech calmly. Then Ash began his speech.
“As all of you intelligent and reasonable people here know, the right to the Reckless River and all its islands belongs to the King. I am ashamed to say this as I, who dismantled the royal family, but it is my place.”
Violet stared blankly at Ash. He continued.
“Who owns all those islands now? My sister, Violet Blooming. Second in line to the line of succession, she should be my successor by law and legitimacy, but she is trying to take that place away with her husband’s money. Yes, with money. Titles are not bought and sold.”
Then Violet asked to speak, and when the chairman granted her permission, she said.
“It was Madame Ella Felice who gave me the two islands. Madame Ella Felice, my mother, is not the type of person to sell her honor for money. Nevertheless, the fact that she gave them to me shows that she thought I was suitable for the position.”
Then Ash barely managed to keep his expression from distorting as he opened his mouth again.
“Isn’t that just a self-serving interpretation? This position should have been given to me, Ash Lawrence, who is first in line to the royal line of this country. If the phrase ‘all islands’ is against that tradition, I think it should be amended.”
Ash finished his speech and came down from his seat. Then Violet stood up. She slowly opened her mouth.
“If we talk about legitimacy, there are names I will mention first. Theo Laurence, the third King of Rockround, was the nephew of the previous King. He was fifth in line for the succession and saved Rockround from war. Next, Olivia Lawrence, the eighth King and second Queen, was the second daughter. She had one older brother and one older sister. She was also a hero who saved Rockround from a long drought.”
She continued quietly.
“Rockround was a conservative country, but when that conservatism began to eat away at the country, it abandoned that attitude and put its people first. For them, legitimacy meant finding the most suitable person, not choosing the person with the highest rank.”
Violet looked at Ash for a moment and then looked at her speech. It was full of all manner of etiquette and humility. She looked up again and looked at her husband.
He loved her dignity. When Winter's eyes met, she finally said something she had never thought she would say in her life.
“Of course, I love my husband more than life itself, but it was entirely for Rockround’s sake that I chose to marry him without ever meeting him. And it was my choice, not forced by anyone.”
She continued speaking with a very calm expression on her face.
“I am not here because I think I am better than my brother Ash Lawrence. I am here because I consider myself to be someone who, through marriage, helped this country get out of a difficult situation. I deserve it.”
When she came home, all the servants had sad faces because of how much Winter had behaved. Although they didn't say anything, they all vaguely felt that Winter and Violet had switched bodies. In particular, Jen's attitude toward the little madam was completely different from usual, which made the hypothesis even stronger.
Violet sat down next to Winter, who was groaning and asked.
"Are you okay?"
“How on earth did you eat vegetable stew in this condition?”
“I ate it for the child.”
“I can’t eat it.”
Winter spoke firmly, but a playful expression quickly returned to his wife's face.
“Honestly, are you happy now?”
"Sorry."
“You’re not saying no.”
“What can I do? It’s what your God wants.”
Winter burst into laughter, his face turning red at Violet's teasing.
“It’s not like I just hate it.”
"Thank you."
“But when Harlin heard that you were pregnant, Alika sent me some morning sickness medicine. I checked with the doctor and took some, and it feels a little better.”
"Really?"
The moment Violet asked happily, their bodies switched. As soon as their bodies switched, Winter sighed deeply and buried her face in her wife's hands as he spoke.
“If you’re in this much pain, shouldn’t you express it?”
“It’s really much better.”
Violet felt relieved and tried to sit up. Then, a servant came shivering and brought tea.
“Now, little madam. If the temperature of the tea is not right this time, I will... I am truly sorry...”
Violet looked at Winter in shock as the servant cried and apologized in advance. Then he shrugged his shoulders with a calm expression.
“I felt bad.”
Violet quickly took the tea, took a sip, and smiled as she spoke, despite her headache.
“The temperature is just right. You must have had a hard time.”
"Yes, yes?"
“It’s late, so go in and rest.”
As soon as Violet finished her affectionate words, the servant ran into the hallway.
“Well, the little lady has returned!”
Then, the servants who were depressed from all sides came running. Then, almost half of them were crying and said to Violet.
“We’ll do it well now, little madam...”
“What? How can you do better than this?”
“No! This wasn’t good! You were eating it raw!”
Violet was troubled by the servants' warm welcome, wondering just how much of a thug Winter had been. After all the servants left, Violet scolded Winter.
“How much did you torture them?”
“Even without you, everyone knew that you weren’t in my body. I told you that there’s no way a young lady would do something like this.”
Then, before Violet could get angry, he said in a sly tone.
“I really feel sleepy and irritated all the time. I’ve experienced it too, so please don’t hold back and vent your frustrations on me.”
Then Violet laughed and tapped the bed to tell him to come next to her.
Violet said as Winter sat down next to her.
“Thank you for taking care of my morning sickness.”
“Why did you change so soon? Our Princess is having a hard time.”
“Still, thanks to the few days I changed, I was able to finish writing the speech.”
“That’s fortunate.”
“And it’s a good idea to name it Gold. Let’s do that.”
As Violet spoke with a smile on her face, Winter smiled faintly along with her.
***
A few days later, when the day of the parliamentary appearance arrived, Violet woke up early in the morning and started getting ready.
She was dressed in a neat outfit, her hair was tied up in a royal style, and all of her decorations were made of dark gray pearls, which were a symbol of the Lawrence family.
Winter, who had finished preparing first, approached his wife, bowed, looked her in the eye, and said.
“Pearls suit you well.”
Then Violet smiled shyly and put her hand on the pearls that decorated her hair, feeling them and asking.
“Where did you get this pearl? Even when I was in the palace, I never saw such a beautiful dark gray pearl.”
“The pearl shop owner I saw before brought it to me.”
“Oh, that’s really great. And the herbs Harlin sent me. My morning sickness has subsided a lot since I started taking them.”
“Those damn guys are of little help.”
Winter, who was already restless at the thought of even the slightest touch of the winter wind on Violet, seemed to feel as if Violet were some kind of work of art made of thin paper after experiencing morning sickness himself.
Winter had been worried that Violet might get motion sickness during the carriage ride, and when they arrived at the council and Violet's feet touched the ground, he couldn't hide his anxiety. He had laid out carpets in the garden and made her walk on them, but here, he couldn't do that. Winter said discontentedly.
“Isn’t the ground too hard?”
“Because it’s frozen.”
“Is it okay for a pregnant woman to go out in a place where the ground is so cold that it freezes?”
“I repeat, the doctor said that the danger has passed.”
“What do doctors know? I don’t trust doctors.”
Winter was already building a new villa in the north, worried that Violet would feel the heat when the summer came when she was close to giving birth. It wasn't hot in the capital, so there was no need for that, but Violet didn't stop him. If she didn't let Winter build a villa, he would really only look at Violet.
As the two were entering the building, the Duke and Duchess of Blooming approached them urgently from a distance.
“Violet! Winter!”
As soon as the couple came into view, Winter became serious and hid Violet behind his back.
“Are you out of your mind? What kind of prank did you two play on my wife by getting her pregnant and then you show up here?”
Then Catherine, who looked haggard, said.
“I came to visit the Congress. Winter, more specifically.”
“It’s the trust.”
When Winter asked, knowing what they were trying to say, James hurriedly said.
“Please, unfreeze it. If Diev's money problem isn’t solved, he won’t be able to get out of prison!”
Winter was taken aback by those words and laughed, asking,
“You’re not going to sell the mansion, are you just going to leave your child in prison? Oh, you’re more interested in money than your own child.”
Catherine sobbed at his question.
“If we sell the mansion, where are we supposed to live?”
“A slightly smaller house.”
“We... have never bought a house. Besides, the place we live in now is a house that has been passed down through the Blooming family for generations. We can’t sell this house!”
Then Violet, who had been listening from behind, took a step forward and said.
“Can’t you just pass it on to my husband?”
“What, what?”
“This house has been passed down to the Blooming family for generations, so please pass it on to my husband. Along with the title.”
When Catherine showed signs of screaming, Winter's expression turned fierce and he covered his wife's ears with his hands and said.
“Just try yelling in front of my wife. You’ll never have another chance to talk to me again.”
“Winter...”
The Blooming Duke and Duchess' mansion contained all the family's history. There were portraits of the family's ancestors on the walls and furniture that had been passed down through the generations.
Selling a mansion with such a history was no different from selling off a family, and Violet began to persuade her husband to give her the family.
“You two don’t know anything about real estate. It’s better to leave it to my husband.”
“...”
“So what if he’s a foreigner or an illegitimate child? He’s still a member of the Blooming family. Besides, my husband is an outstanding person.”
At his wife's words, Winter's expression, which had been crumpled without him knowing, loosened and he smiled faintly. He was doing the same thing to her parents that he had been trying to persuade Ella.
James spoke cautiously at those words.
“Then the debt is...”
Winter responded bluntly to that.
“You figure that out yourself. What else can I do?”
“If this continues, the family will be ruined!”
“So I’ll make it less ruinous for you, so sell it, give me the title, and leave. If you have trouble buying a house, I’ll help you. Of course, there’ll be a commission.”
“Wow, what’s the fee?”
“Are you saying that? Anyway, isn’t it because you have no sense of economics that things have turned out like this?”
The Duke and Duchess of Blooming looked shocked, but Winter paid them no attention and continued speaking.
“Then go back and wait. Don’t let my wife see you. She will be absolutely safe until the baby is born.”
“Our grandson...”
“Don’t talk like the baby us your grandson. He’s our child, not your grandson.”
After Winter nagged at his parent, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and fidgeted again as he entered the building.
“You were standing in the cold because of those pieces of trash.”
“You will have the title soon.”
“Yeah. Thanks to you.”
“It’s thanks to your ability.”
“What are you talking about? I wouldn’t have even thought of it if our Princess hadn’t told me. And besides, I guess those scumbags still believe they love me.”
Winter spoke to the Duke and Duchess of Blooming and entered the conference room.
The conference room was very large and ornate. On the east side was the audience's seating area, and on the west side was a circle of chairs. Among them, eighteen members sat in the seats facing the audience, Violet on the right, and Ash on the left.
Violet, sitting in her seat, looked at Ash, sitting across from her, glaring at her as if he was going to kill her. He would somehow try to get rid of the phrase 'all islands', and if Ash had his way, there was no telling what kind of mischief he would play with the Reckless River.
It would be unthinkable for him to suddenly impose a huge tax on everyone who uses the river water for drinking water. And eventually, he would obtain his goal, the throne.
Violet looked at her speech calmly. Then Ash began his speech.
“As all of you intelligent and reasonable people here know, the right to the Reckless River and all its islands belongs to the King. I am ashamed to say this as I, who dismantled the royal family, but it is my place.”
Violet stared blankly at Ash. He continued.
“Who owns all those islands now? My sister, Violet Blooming. Second in line to the line of succession, she should be my successor by law and legitimacy, but she is trying to take that place away with her husband’s money. Yes, with money. Titles are not bought and sold.”
Then Violet asked to speak, and when the chairman granted her permission, she said.
“It was Madame Ella Felice who gave me the two islands. Madame Ella Felice, my mother, is not the type of person to sell her honor for money. Nevertheless, the fact that she gave them to me shows that she thought I was suitable for the position.”
Then Ash barely managed to keep his expression from distorting as he opened his mouth again.
“Isn’t that just a self-serving interpretation? This position should have been given to me, Ash Lawrence, who is first in line to the royal line of this country. If the phrase ‘all islands’ is against that tradition, I think it should be amended.”
Ash finished his speech and came down from his seat. Then Violet stood up. She slowly opened her mouth.
“If we talk about legitimacy, there are names I will mention first. Theo Laurence, the third King of Rockround, was the nephew of the previous King. He was fifth in line for the succession and saved Rockround from war. Next, Olivia Lawrence, the eighth King and second Queen, was the second daughter. She had one older brother and one older sister. She was also a hero who saved Rockround from a long drought.”
She continued quietly.
“Rockround was a conservative country, but when that conservatism began to eat away at the country, it abandoned that attitude and put its people first. For them, legitimacy meant finding the most suitable person, not choosing the person with the highest rank.”
Violet looked at Ash for a moment and then looked at her speech. It was full of all manner of etiquette and humility. She looked up again and looked at her husband.
He loved her dignity. When Winter's eyes met, she finally said something she had never thought she would say in her life.
“Of course, I love my husband more than life itself, but it was entirely for Rockround’s sake that I chose to marry him without ever meeting him. And it was my choice, not forced by anyone.”
She continued speaking with a very calm expression on her face.
“I am not here because I think I am better than my brother Ash Lawrence. I am here because I consider myself to be someone who, through marriage, helped this country get out of a difficult situation. I deserve it.”
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