When the compensation procedure was completed, the Emperor solemnly raised his hand.
“With this, we will conclude the unofficial compensation ceremony prepared by Mainukor. The Second Prince will immediately prepare to lead the delegation and leave as scheduled.”
“...I will do so, Your Majesty.”
Ferdinand, who had been prepared, turned around. Behind him, the grandson, who looked like he was about to burst into tears, followed.
Bang-
As the two figures disappeared, Agatha slightly bent her knees and lowered her head. Her dark blue cloak flowed down her rounded shoulders.
“Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The handwritten apology and the acquisition of a new territory were all thanks to your help.”
The Emperor burst into a good laugh.
“How could it be all due to my efforts? Isn’t it all due to the efforts of you and your husband?”
“But isn’t it because Your Majesty requested it from the Emperor of Mainukor? Since the newly acquired Glisworth and the newly acquired neutral zone borderlands, I would like to offer You a portion of the customs duties.”
“Yes, yes. Now, I have nothing to wish for as long as I look at your successor.”
The moment Agatha hesitated at the natural remark, a soft voice was heard from beside her.
“I plan to go down to the territory during the winter. I will try my best then, Your Majesty.”
Enoch politely bowed and spoke on her behalf.
The satisfied Emperor's laughter continued for a long time.
“That’s right. By the way, since you came to the capital in such a hurry this time, the surrender negotiations with the Cressente family haven’t been finalized yet, right?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Oh, how can you be so calm? I’ll take care of everything. Anyway, the Marquis of Cresente is not, is it? The title has been demoted to Viscount, huh?”
The emperor's gaze turned to the chief chamberlain.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The Asullou, Moyes, and Jennings families narrowly escaped punishment.
The Cresente and Elibeth, whose activities had been discovered in the camp by Baron Henry Insidio, were severely punished.
The title of Elibuth was revoked and the fief was given to Agatha.
Cresente was demoted by two ranks from Marquis to Viscount and was forced to pay a huge sum of money.
The Emperor asked with a completely relaxed face.
“I will give you the territory.”
Agatha, who had come to her senses, shook her head cautiously.
“You have already given me so much. How about a gold mine?”
"Gold mine?"
“The compensation originally requested from the Cressente family was gold and a gold mine.”
“Oh, then I should give it to you. I’ll give you gold in addition to the gold mine. Yes, you’ve suffered a lot this time, so shouldn’t you receive that much?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Then, by imperial decree, a judgment on this land war was made on the spot.
The Emperor smiled kindly and gave his seal and judgment.
“I look forward to good news, Agatha, Marquis.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Agatha, who had left the audience room with an example, finally sighed and asked when she heard the door close.
“How about stopping by the greenhouse for a moment?”
“I would like a place nearby.”
Enoch was at her side, and behind him was Second Vice-Captain Hubert Carwen and her maids.
Even though it was late autumn, the greenhouse was a nice place to walk around.
Hubert and her followers followed at a distance.
Agatha muttered as she gazed at the cluster of flowers in full bloom.
“Don’t pay too much attention to what His Majesty says.”
It was a question that had always been there since Agatha turned sixteen.
It was also a urging.
The man who was escorting her from the side had no answer.
'I wish you could tell me something.'
Strangely, her ears started to feel hot.
“What are you thinking about?”
The man who had been quietly looking down from above opened his mouth.
“I was wondering if you would like what Your Majesty wishes.”
The hot temperature from her ears spread to her face.
“Why are you worrying when you already know?”
Since then, when have you ever written a single word?
They slept together so often that they didn't need a master bedroom.
Even on days when they couldn't sleep, they would fall asleep wrapped in each other's body heat.
“...!”
Agatha trembled slightly. Hard, calloused fingers were caressing her earlobes.
“My answer remains the same, Agatha.”
Instead of the hand that had slightly moved away, rough lips touched her earlobe. A low voice was lodged deep in her eardrum.
“Even if we have a child, nothing will change between you and me. I will always cherish, love, and protect you.”
“...”
“Don’t feel burdened, ma’am. I am always on your side.”
Agatha barely lowered her trembling eyes.
Perhaps.
I got married seven times to meet him.
It must be because Agatha is so happy right now that she has such thoughts. The sweet scent of flowers and the colorless voice of the man are deeply engraved in her heart.
“I think I love you.”
Agatha opened her eyes wide and covered her mouth at the sudden revelation of her true feelings. Soon, her hand went down to the man’s hand that was grabbing her wrist.
“Could you say that again?”
“... I love you.”
It felt real once she put it out there.
Sbr love this man.
She raised her trembling eyes and took in the sight of the man who shined most beautifully among the countless flowers.
The man, who had been holding his breath like a leaf swaying in passion, suddenly pulled Agatha close and hugged her.
It was only after seven marriages that Agatha found her partner.
Dagdak, dagdak-
The Marquis Aratus couple, who had left the honeymoon mansion one after another, returned to the honeymoon mansion.
The head butler, Allen, who had been loitering around in front of the main mansion, came over with a smile on his face as he saw the carriage coming in.
“Your Grace, Madam. You’ve returned early. Did your trip go well?”
Agatha nodded as she got out of the carriage escorted by Enoch.
“The land war has been concluded and compensation has been received. It seems like one more castle will be added.”
“You did really well! Congratulations, ma’am!”
Now they can send back the Knights of Aratus who were waiting in the south.
First Vice-Captain Leon Takran, who has been guarding the barracks in the Nobilis Territory in place of Second Vice-Captain Hubert Carwen, will also return after being released from his duties.
It was a time when all that was needed was to clean up the aftermath of the Civil War and sort out the compensation received.
The man who lightly held her hand gave Allen an order.
“Please prepare the meal. I wonder if the greenhouse would be a good choice.”
The last words were directed at her. Agatha nodded, her cheeks slightly red.
“Prepare a meal in the greenhouse, Allen.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
It was a busy day. The audience time wasn't long, but Agatha was quite tired because she met so many people.
Relax in warm water, get a massage, and apply essential oils.
When Agatha, dressed in a simple indoor dress and a shawl, arrived at the conservatory, Enoch was already seated at the round table in the center.
The midday sunlight streaming through the window poured down on the body of the man leaning lazily against the couch.
Agatha, who had been reflexively touching her lips, suddenly lowered her hand when her eyes met his.
“Please sit over here, ma’am.”
Enoch pointed to the couch across from him. As Agatha sat down, food began to arrive.
Seasonal fish baked golden brown with yuzu sauce. Stuffed and steamed yellow pumpkin. Steak with apple potato puree, clear clam soup, stir-fried vegetables and shrimp, etc.
Today, she was starting a nutritious meal with a spoonful of clear soup.
“Madam, a letter has arrived from the Marchioness of Iris Domunia.”
Allen, who had disappeared for a moment and then returned, was holding a letter.
“The errand boy has been brought into the hall for now.”
“As expected, it’s Lady Iris.”
Iris must have heard the news that the unofficial compensation was over and that the territorial war between the five families including Nobilis and Aratus was completely over.
While Agatha wiped her lips with a napkin, her maid, Marie, opened the letter.
In fact, Madam Iris knew the circumstances of her kidnapping.
Although she sent a letter of thanks along with a gift before leaving, it was better to send the person away right away.
Agatha read the letter straight away and gave an order.
“I’ll send you a reply now. Get it ready.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Madame Iris's characteristically neat handwriting was visible on the letter, which was permeated with a subtle fragrance.
Agatha felt as if her peaceful daily life had returned to her once again.
"Dear Madame Agatha,
I heard news of your return to the capital earlier, but as you know, the court and social circles were in turmoil, so I only sent my regards in my heart, and now I am sending you a letter.
I heard that everything has been going well for you recently. I sincerely congratulate you.
The late autumn social scene will soon begin again, but I am sorry that I have not been able to socialize with you since the opera performance at the Halle Armand.
How about having some fellowship time before winter comes?
I am writing to you with great anticipation after hearing that you have visited the palace today.
With joy, Iris Domunia."
“With this, we will conclude the unofficial compensation ceremony prepared by Mainukor. The Second Prince will immediately prepare to lead the delegation and leave as scheduled.”
“...I will do so, Your Majesty.”
Ferdinand, who had been prepared, turned around. Behind him, the grandson, who looked like he was about to burst into tears, followed.
Bang-
As the two figures disappeared, Agatha slightly bent her knees and lowered her head. Her dark blue cloak flowed down her rounded shoulders.
“Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The handwritten apology and the acquisition of a new territory were all thanks to your help.”
The Emperor burst into a good laugh.
“How could it be all due to my efforts? Isn’t it all due to the efforts of you and your husband?”
“But isn’t it because Your Majesty requested it from the Emperor of Mainukor? Since the newly acquired Glisworth and the newly acquired neutral zone borderlands, I would like to offer You a portion of the customs duties.”
“Yes, yes. Now, I have nothing to wish for as long as I look at your successor.”
The moment Agatha hesitated at the natural remark, a soft voice was heard from beside her.
“I plan to go down to the territory during the winter. I will try my best then, Your Majesty.”
Enoch politely bowed and spoke on her behalf.
The satisfied Emperor's laughter continued for a long time.
“That’s right. By the way, since you came to the capital in such a hurry this time, the surrender negotiations with the Cressente family haven’t been finalized yet, right?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Oh, how can you be so calm? I’ll take care of everything. Anyway, the Marquis of Cresente is not, is it? The title has been demoted to Viscount, huh?”
The emperor's gaze turned to the chief chamberlain.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The Asullou, Moyes, and Jennings families narrowly escaped punishment.
The Cresente and Elibeth, whose activities had been discovered in the camp by Baron Henry Insidio, were severely punished.
The title of Elibuth was revoked and the fief was given to Agatha.
Cresente was demoted by two ranks from Marquis to Viscount and was forced to pay a huge sum of money.
The Emperor asked with a completely relaxed face.
“I will give you the territory.”
Agatha, who had come to her senses, shook her head cautiously.
“You have already given me so much. How about a gold mine?”
"Gold mine?"
“The compensation originally requested from the Cressente family was gold and a gold mine.”
“Oh, then I should give it to you. I’ll give you gold in addition to the gold mine. Yes, you’ve suffered a lot this time, so shouldn’t you receive that much?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Then, by imperial decree, a judgment on this land war was made on the spot.
The Emperor smiled kindly and gave his seal and judgment.
“I look forward to good news, Agatha, Marquis.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Agatha, who had left the audience room with an example, finally sighed and asked when she heard the door close.
“How about stopping by the greenhouse for a moment?”
“I would like a place nearby.”
Enoch was at her side, and behind him was Second Vice-Captain Hubert Carwen and her maids.
Even though it was late autumn, the greenhouse was a nice place to walk around.
Hubert and her followers followed at a distance.
Agatha muttered as she gazed at the cluster of flowers in full bloom.
“Don’t pay too much attention to what His Majesty says.”
It was a question that had always been there since Agatha turned sixteen.
It was also a urging.
The man who was escorting her from the side had no answer.
'I wish you could tell me something.'
Strangely, her ears started to feel hot.
“What are you thinking about?”
The man who had been quietly looking down from above opened his mouth.
“I was wondering if you would like what Your Majesty wishes.”
The hot temperature from her ears spread to her face.
“Why are you worrying when you already know?”
Since then, when have you ever written a single word?
They slept together so often that they didn't need a master bedroom.
Even on days when they couldn't sleep, they would fall asleep wrapped in each other's body heat.
“...!”
Agatha trembled slightly. Hard, calloused fingers were caressing her earlobes.
“My answer remains the same, Agatha.”
Instead of the hand that had slightly moved away, rough lips touched her earlobe. A low voice was lodged deep in her eardrum.
“Even if we have a child, nothing will change between you and me. I will always cherish, love, and protect you.”
“...”
“Don’t feel burdened, ma’am. I am always on your side.”
Agatha barely lowered her trembling eyes.
Perhaps.
I got married seven times to meet him.
It must be because Agatha is so happy right now that she has such thoughts. The sweet scent of flowers and the colorless voice of the man are deeply engraved in her heart.
“I think I love you.”
Agatha opened her eyes wide and covered her mouth at the sudden revelation of her true feelings. Soon, her hand went down to the man’s hand that was grabbing her wrist.
“Could you say that again?”
“... I love you.”
It felt real once she put it out there.
Sbr love this man.
She raised her trembling eyes and took in the sight of the man who shined most beautifully among the countless flowers.
The man, who had been holding his breath like a leaf swaying in passion, suddenly pulled Agatha close and hugged her.
It was only after seven marriages that Agatha found her partner.
***
Dagdak, dagdak-
The Marquis Aratus couple, who had left the honeymoon mansion one after another, returned to the honeymoon mansion.
The head butler, Allen, who had been loitering around in front of the main mansion, came over with a smile on his face as he saw the carriage coming in.
“Your Grace, Madam. You’ve returned early. Did your trip go well?”
Agatha nodded as she got out of the carriage escorted by Enoch.
“The land war has been concluded and compensation has been received. It seems like one more castle will be added.”
“You did really well! Congratulations, ma’am!”
Now they can send back the Knights of Aratus who were waiting in the south.
First Vice-Captain Leon Takran, who has been guarding the barracks in the Nobilis Territory in place of Second Vice-Captain Hubert Carwen, will also return after being released from his duties.
It was a time when all that was needed was to clean up the aftermath of the Civil War and sort out the compensation received.
The man who lightly held her hand gave Allen an order.
“Please prepare the meal. I wonder if the greenhouse would be a good choice.”
The last words were directed at her. Agatha nodded, her cheeks slightly red.
“Prepare a meal in the greenhouse, Allen.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
It was a busy day. The audience time wasn't long, but Agatha was quite tired because she met so many people.
Relax in warm water, get a massage, and apply essential oils.
When Agatha, dressed in a simple indoor dress and a shawl, arrived at the conservatory, Enoch was already seated at the round table in the center.
The midday sunlight streaming through the window poured down on the body of the man leaning lazily against the couch.
Agatha, who had been reflexively touching her lips, suddenly lowered her hand when her eyes met his.
“Please sit over here, ma’am.”
Enoch pointed to the couch across from him. As Agatha sat down, food began to arrive.
Seasonal fish baked golden brown with yuzu sauce. Stuffed and steamed yellow pumpkin. Steak with apple potato puree, clear clam soup, stir-fried vegetables and shrimp, etc.
Today, she was starting a nutritious meal with a spoonful of clear soup.
“Madam, a letter has arrived from the Marchioness of Iris Domunia.”
Allen, who had disappeared for a moment and then returned, was holding a letter.
“The errand boy has been brought into the hall for now.”
“As expected, it’s Lady Iris.”
Iris must have heard the news that the unofficial compensation was over and that the territorial war between the five families including Nobilis and Aratus was completely over.
While Agatha wiped her lips with a napkin, her maid, Marie, opened the letter.
In fact, Madam Iris knew the circumstances of her kidnapping.
Although she sent a letter of thanks along with a gift before leaving, it was better to send the person away right away.
Agatha read the letter straight away and gave an order.
“I’ll send you a reply now. Get it ready.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Madame Iris's characteristically neat handwriting was visible on the letter, which was permeated with a subtle fragrance.
Agatha felt as if her peaceful daily life had returned to her once again.
"Dear Madame Agatha,
I heard news of your return to the capital earlier, but as you know, the court and social circles were in turmoil, so I only sent my regards in my heart, and now I am sending you a letter.
I heard that everything has been going well for you recently. I sincerely congratulate you.
The late autumn social scene will soon begin again, but I am sorry that I have not been able to socialize with you since the opera performance at the Halle Armand.
How about having some fellowship time before winter comes?
I am writing to you with great anticipation after hearing that you have visited the palace today.
With joy, Iris Domunia."
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