The faces of those who came in and had their temperatures taken like Marie's brightened.
“Is there anywhere that hurts more?”
“I have a little muscle pain, but I feel okay. How about Enoch?”
“His Grace went down to the basement for a moment. It seemed like the knights had caught the kidnappers.”
"I see."
Agatha was worried that he might return to the battlefield without even seeing his face.
Agatha, feeling relieved, suddenly looked down at her clothes.
Although her body was covered in warm clothes that were different from the ones she had been wearing until yesterday.
“I want to wash first, Jessie.”
“I will prepare the bath water right away.”
Marie ran out first to prepare the bath water.
Although Henry prepared bath water for her in the cabin where she had been kidnapped, Agatha had never been able to wash comfortably.
She just did her best to maintain a dignified appearance so they couldn't do anything reckless.
Now that she's back at the mansion, those memories can be washed away.
Agatha headed to the bathroom, supported by Jessie.
The fragrant scent of flowers was already wafting from the bathroom where hot water was already prepared.
Meanwhile, Marie, who had dissolved medicinal herbs that were good for stability in the water, took a bath with Jessie.
“How is the water temperature, ma’am?”
“Just right.”
Sitting in the warm water, Agatha received a thorough massage.
Her tense muscles are relieved by a gentle touch.
Milk cream mixed with honey moisturizes rough skin.
By the time the bath was over, Agatha had recovered much of the haggardness from her kidnapping.
“Madam, shall we take you straight to the bedroom?”
“No. Let’s go to the bedroom. Get the dress ready. I want to spend some time choosing a dress today.”
Until now, she had to wear only what Henry prepared for her.
Now that she's back at the mansion, that probably doesn't matter either.
“I will prepare it immediately, ma’am.”
It was when Agatha had brought a bunch of dresses into her room and was choosing the ones she liked.
Knock knock, a knock was heard outside, along with the voice she had been waiting for.
“Agatha.”
“Come in, Enoch.”
The man who opened the door and came in touched Agatha's forehead.
“...Fortunately, the fever has gone down.”
Agatha couldn't hide her laughter. How could everyone who came in have such an identical reaction?
She just burrowed into the man's arms.
“Do you know why I panicked when I opened my eyes and you weren’t there?”
“...Are you disappointed?”
“Just a little. But I forgive you because you came quickly.”
She looked up with her chin on his chest and immediately he put his arm around her waist.
“I’m sorry. I just had to get the message at that time.”
“I heard. The knights said they caught the kidnapper.”
When she looked up at him, he lowered his gaze. He looked somewhat apologetic.
“I’m sorry too, Agatha. I missed Henry Insidio.”
“...Did you know?”
“A lot has happened since you were kidnapped. I’ll explain, so first, how about dressing warmly?”
Agatha quickly chose a dress, changed into it, and sat down next to Enoch.
Come to think of it, it's been ten days since she was kidnapped.
It was a day with no shortage of things to happen. The territorial war was one of them.
“Now tell me.”
“....”
He looked as if he had a lot to say, then called the butler over and showed her a heavy report.
Agatha's expression changed from moment to moment as she quickly skimmed through the contents.
It all started with a runner who had been noticed by her fifth ex-husband, Marquis Leonard Singerer.
Someone had provoked Henry while he was in exile.
Henry, who learned that Agatha was behind his exile, sent letters to all the families that he knew coveted the Nobilis lands.
He declared war on the territory and said that he would persuade Agatha to sit down at the negotiating table, and when the forces were dispersed, he kidnapped her.
In the end, it was said that everything that had happened was Henry's scheme.
“I guess I was underestimating my fourth ex-husband.”
They say even flying fish have the talent to jump.
Henry Insidio was a perfect example. Enoch, who was putting a gown around Agatha's shoulders, spoke softly.
“His Highness the Crown Prince and Marchioness Iris Domunia, thank you for their hard work.”
“Oh, since you disappeared so suddenly, I guess Madame Iris must have noticed.”
Still, it was fortunate. If it was Madame Iris, she would have made sure that there was no gossip in social circles.
She felt like she should give Anthony a big gift too.
Didn't you say that you spared no effort in helping me find it?
It was when Agatha was gradually accumulating things to do.
Knock knock, the butler came in with a knock, Allen reported.
“Your Grace. Breakfast is ready.”
“Have you prepared everything nutritious?”
“Of course, Marquis.”
Soon the table in the dining room was cleared clean and dozens of dishes began to arrive.
Agatha looked up at Enoch, who was carefully placing the soft soup in front of her.
“Aren’t you hungry? The doctor said you should eat well.”
“...I’m hungry.”
“Eat quickly, Agatha. It tastes better when you eat it warm.”
Agatha blankly looked at the food on the table and picked up her spoon.
Warm and delicious dishes that suit her taste.
The moment she felt the warm gaze watching her from the side, her eyes felt hot.
“Agatha?”
“..."
Agatha, barely able to hold back her moans, smiled brightly at him.
“You eat too.”
“...Could that be so?”
Enoch willingly took up his fork and knife, while the maids stood beside him, cutting the meat and fish.
As she chewed slowly and thoroughly, Agatha soon felt full. Since she. had only been able to eat once a day while Imshe was kidnapped, she felt like she had eaten a small amount.
As soon as Agatha put down the dishes, Enoch's gaze immediately caught her eye.
“Have you eaten everything?”
“I’m full.”
Although she only ate half of what she usually eats.
Enoch, who had been staring at her quietly, nodded.
“Take a bite and have some dessert.”
“Yes, Marquis.”
There were also dozens of desserts available.
From fruits, puddings, macaroons, and other sweets to cakes and various drinks.
After filling her stomach, Agatha was slowly coming back to reality.
Agatha drank tomato juice and recalled the situation before the meal.
First of all, Henry...
'He probably ran away to where the battle of the land was taking place.'
There was no future for him. He was in a situation where he could barely hope to survive if he won the battle of the land and was able to lay a hand on it.
'Now they will desperately try to win the battle of the territory.'
So Enoch had to return to the battlefield immediately.
How much tactical damage must Enoch have suffered in coming all the way from the South to the capital to rescue her?
“When do you plan to return?”
“I plan to make a move after I make sure you’re okay.”
She was glad he came, but she also hesitated because it seemed like she was a burden.
Even amid this busy schedule, it was the same with taking care of her well-being.
It must be overwhelming.
'Can I ask again if I want to go together?'
He was the man who said that he could fight with peace of mind if Agatha was in the capital.
But now the danger seemed to have passed.
‘...This time, I really want to follow you.’
Agatha looked down. The tomato juice she had stopped drinking a while ago was sloshing around in her hand.
“Agatha.”
"Yes?"
Agatha looked up in surprise. The man who had come within a stone's throw was staring blankly at her.
“Do you have anything to say?”
"Ah..."
Agatha, who had been hesitating, opened her mouth.
“Actually, I thought about going with you. I wanted to be by your side...”
“...”
“Of course, I don’t plan on going to the battlefield. I just briefly thought that it would be nice to go to the lord’s castle in advance to support you and then deal with the aftermath of the war together. Of course, it was just a thought.”
This time, she really didn't want to be left alone.
It was when Agatha, who had been suppressing her feelings, forced a smile.
“I’m glad you were the first to say what I wanted to say.”
"Yes...?"
A large hand approached her with a serious expression and wrapped itself around her hand.
Enoch let out a low breath, kissing her swollen fingertips, which were better than yesterday but still swollen.
“I honestly don’t know how much I regretted it after you were kidnapped. If I had gone with you, this wouldn’t have happened.”
“...I know I’m throwing a tantrum at you too.”
“No. Rather, I should have asked first. The safest place would be by my side.”
The man who laughed painfully carefully took her hand.
“Please, this time, will you please stay in the safest place, Agatha?”
He's serious. He really wanted Agatha to be by his side.
Agatha, who had barely managed to control her trembling eyes, tightly grabbed the hand of the man kneeling before her.
“Let’s go together, Enoch.”
That was enough.
“Is there anywhere that hurts more?”
“I have a little muscle pain, but I feel okay. How about Enoch?”
“His Grace went down to the basement for a moment. It seemed like the knights had caught the kidnappers.”
"I see."
Agatha was worried that he might return to the battlefield without even seeing his face.
Agatha, feeling relieved, suddenly looked down at her clothes.
Although her body was covered in warm clothes that were different from the ones she had been wearing until yesterday.
“I want to wash first, Jessie.”
“I will prepare the bath water right away.”
Marie ran out first to prepare the bath water.
Although Henry prepared bath water for her in the cabin where she had been kidnapped, Agatha had never been able to wash comfortably.
She just did her best to maintain a dignified appearance so they couldn't do anything reckless.
Now that she's back at the mansion, those memories can be washed away.
Agatha headed to the bathroom, supported by Jessie.
The fragrant scent of flowers was already wafting from the bathroom where hot water was already prepared.
Meanwhile, Marie, who had dissolved medicinal herbs that were good for stability in the water, took a bath with Jessie.
“How is the water temperature, ma’am?”
“Just right.”
Sitting in the warm water, Agatha received a thorough massage.
Her tense muscles are relieved by a gentle touch.
Milk cream mixed with honey moisturizes rough skin.
By the time the bath was over, Agatha had recovered much of the haggardness from her kidnapping.
“Madam, shall we take you straight to the bedroom?”
“No. Let’s go to the bedroom. Get the dress ready. I want to spend some time choosing a dress today.”
Until now, she had to wear only what Henry prepared for her.
Now that she's back at the mansion, that probably doesn't matter either.
“I will prepare it immediately, ma’am.”
It was when Agatha had brought a bunch of dresses into her room and was choosing the ones she liked.
Knock knock, a knock was heard outside, along with the voice she had been waiting for.
“Agatha.”
“Come in, Enoch.”
The man who opened the door and came in touched Agatha's forehead.
“...Fortunately, the fever has gone down.”
Agatha couldn't hide her laughter. How could everyone who came in have such an identical reaction?
She just burrowed into the man's arms.
“Do you know why I panicked when I opened my eyes and you weren’t there?”
“...Are you disappointed?”
“Just a little. But I forgive you because you came quickly.”
She looked up with her chin on his chest and immediately he put his arm around her waist.
“I’m sorry. I just had to get the message at that time.”
“I heard. The knights said they caught the kidnapper.”
When she looked up at him, he lowered his gaze. He looked somewhat apologetic.
“I’m sorry too, Agatha. I missed Henry Insidio.”
“...Did you know?”
“A lot has happened since you were kidnapped. I’ll explain, so first, how about dressing warmly?”
Agatha quickly chose a dress, changed into it, and sat down next to Enoch.
Come to think of it, it's been ten days since she was kidnapped.
It was a day with no shortage of things to happen. The territorial war was one of them.
“Now tell me.”
“....”
He looked as if he had a lot to say, then called the butler over and showed her a heavy report.
Agatha's expression changed from moment to moment as she quickly skimmed through the contents.
It all started with a runner who had been noticed by her fifth ex-husband, Marquis Leonard Singerer.
Someone had provoked Henry while he was in exile.
Henry, who learned that Agatha was behind his exile, sent letters to all the families that he knew coveted the Nobilis lands.
He declared war on the territory and said that he would persuade Agatha to sit down at the negotiating table, and when the forces were dispersed, he kidnapped her.
In the end, it was said that everything that had happened was Henry's scheme.
“I guess I was underestimating my fourth ex-husband.”
They say even flying fish have the talent to jump.
Henry Insidio was a perfect example. Enoch, who was putting a gown around Agatha's shoulders, spoke softly.
“His Highness the Crown Prince and Marchioness Iris Domunia, thank you for their hard work.”
“Oh, since you disappeared so suddenly, I guess Madame Iris must have noticed.”
Still, it was fortunate. If it was Madame Iris, she would have made sure that there was no gossip in social circles.
She felt like she should give Anthony a big gift too.
Didn't you say that you spared no effort in helping me find it?
It was when Agatha was gradually accumulating things to do.
Knock knock, the butler came in with a knock, Allen reported.
“Your Grace. Breakfast is ready.”
“Have you prepared everything nutritious?”
“Of course, Marquis.”
Soon the table in the dining room was cleared clean and dozens of dishes began to arrive.
Agatha looked up at Enoch, who was carefully placing the soft soup in front of her.
“Aren’t you hungry? The doctor said you should eat well.”
“...I’m hungry.”
“Eat quickly, Agatha. It tastes better when you eat it warm.”
Agatha blankly looked at the food on the table and picked up her spoon.
Warm and delicious dishes that suit her taste.
The moment she felt the warm gaze watching her from the side, her eyes felt hot.
“Agatha?”
“..."
Agatha, barely able to hold back her moans, smiled brightly at him.
“You eat too.”
“...Could that be so?”
Enoch willingly took up his fork and knife, while the maids stood beside him, cutting the meat and fish.
As she chewed slowly and thoroughly, Agatha soon felt full. Since she. had only been able to eat once a day while Imshe was kidnapped, she felt like she had eaten a small amount.
As soon as Agatha put down the dishes, Enoch's gaze immediately caught her eye.
“Have you eaten everything?”
“I’m full.”
Although she only ate half of what she usually eats.
Enoch, who had been staring at her quietly, nodded.
“Take a bite and have some dessert.”
“Yes, Marquis.”
There were also dozens of desserts available.
From fruits, puddings, macaroons, and other sweets to cakes and various drinks.
After filling her stomach, Agatha was slowly coming back to reality.
Agatha drank tomato juice and recalled the situation before the meal.
First of all, Henry...
'He probably ran away to where the battle of the land was taking place.'
There was no future for him. He was in a situation where he could barely hope to survive if he won the battle of the land and was able to lay a hand on it.
'Now they will desperately try to win the battle of the territory.'
So Enoch had to return to the battlefield immediately.
How much tactical damage must Enoch have suffered in coming all the way from the South to the capital to rescue her?
“When do you plan to return?”
“I plan to make a move after I make sure you’re okay.”
She was glad he came, but she also hesitated because it seemed like she was a burden.
Even amid this busy schedule, it was the same with taking care of her well-being.
It must be overwhelming.
'Can I ask again if I want to go together?'
He was the man who said that he could fight with peace of mind if Agatha was in the capital.
But now the danger seemed to have passed.
‘...This time, I really want to follow you.’
Agatha looked down. The tomato juice she had stopped drinking a while ago was sloshing around in her hand.
“Agatha.”
"Yes?"
Agatha looked up in surprise. The man who had come within a stone's throw was staring blankly at her.
“Do you have anything to say?”
"Ah..."
Agatha, who had been hesitating, opened her mouth.
“Actually, I thought about going with you. I wanted to be by your side...”
“...”
“Of course, I don’t plan on going to the battlefield. I just briefly thought that it would be nice to go to the lord’s castle in advance to support you and then deal with the aftermath of the war together. Of course, it was just a thought.”
This time, she really didn't want to be left alone.
It was when Agatha, who had been suppressing her feelings, forced a smile.
“I’m glad you were the first to say what I wanted to say.”
"Yes...?"
A large hand approached her with a serious expression and wrapped itself around her hand.
Enoch let out a low breath, kissing her swollen fingertips, which were better than yesterday but still swollen.
“I honestly don’t know how much I regretted it after you were kidnapped. If I had gone with you, this wouldn’t have happened.”
“...I know I’m throwing a tantrum at you too.”
“No. Rather, I should have asked first. The safest place would be by my side.”
The man who laughed painfully carefully took her hand.
“Please, this time, will you please stay in the safest place, Agatha?”
He's serious. He really wanted Agatha to be by his side.
Agatha, who had barely managed to control her trembling eyes, tightly grabbed the hand of the man kneeling before her.
“Let’s go together, Enoch.”
That was enough.
Support Novellate!
Comments
Post a Comment