Rudnine asks, gently bringing the back of his hand to the tip of my nose.
"Does this hand cream scent suit me today?"
"Yes..."
'Oh my God. Even if you put gasoline on it, it will smell good.'
I was so happy that I almost burst into tears, as if God had bestowed grace upon me.
I didn't do many good things in my previous life, but I lived a good life by working overtime diligently like a slave, so He gives me this kind of blessing.
As I prayed a prayer of thanksgiving for God's unexpected grace, I sighed.
'Grace is just grace. Don't be mistaken.'
Come to think of it, where did the man who exuded a bloody and dangerous atmosphere that seemed to destroy the whole world go?
Now he looks like an angel again.
And since everyday language is a work comment, the listener must hit and filter the ear with a filter.
Kind and kind to everyone.
I think he liked it much more than I thought when he came to apply the hand cream I gave him.
'Like the Duke of Iels, he likes high-ranking nobles. I guess President Palette's cosmetics production skills are good. I chose the store well.'
I smiled happily, saying that it was a good choice, and I came to my senses and said firmly to Rudnine.
"Hand cream was a gift, but it's not a gift. I'll give you something nice as a souvenir, so please give it back to me."
"... It's a pity, but I understand."
Rudnine, who was hesitating, handed me a piece of the earring bomb with a reluctant expression.
"Thank you."
"Not at all. Then..."
He smiled at me and left the parlor, saying he would go to the captain of the bodyguard.
And I went back to my room to find another gift to give him.
I glanced at Carol, who was quickly following me, and Carol's cheeks were twitching.
When I realized why Carol was doing that, I cracked down on her in a stern voice.
"No, cupid."
"Ha, but Princess! This is not a cupid."
"Why are you doing that? Stay alert too! You are the one who spends the most time with me. Come to your senses, Carol! He was originally that kind of person."
"Is that so? Ha, but... I think it's real."
I grabbed Carol, who was crying with an aggrieved expression, as if I had been falsely accused, and began to admonish her.
"Phew. Listen, Carol Demirant. Look at the Duke and me. Even if you look at it, it's too much to one side. It doesn't fit."
At my words, Carol slowly nodded in agreement.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when I saw Carol, who seemed to understand what she was saying.
"Yes, that's right. The Princess is much more wasteful. That is right. I made a mistake."
"..."
Let's not talk.
After further admonition, I felt that it was already wrong to awaken that brainwashed maid.
Carol's eyes were so full of confidence.
I turned around, tongue kicking inward.
Yvonne must have been brainwashing Carol for a very long time.
In another way, I was worried about how to heal Carol, who was suffering from cupid disease.
For now, I postponed the treatment of my personal maid until later, and I searched for a gift for Rudnine instead of a bomb piece.
However, no matter how much I looked around, I couldn't see a gift that could be given to Rudnine urgently.
All of them are things used by women.
I sighed as I looked at the high-quality handkerchiefs I had never used yet.
'This is not it. It's terrible. You might think it's the handkerchief I used to use to catch the familiar bug with my bare hands.'
I was convinced that Rudnine couldn't want anything like this, so I searched for things that I didn't feel as much as possible.
Yes, the most luxurious and unused thing in the study.
Fortunately, I found a black fountain pen engraved with a silver rose, the symbol of the Argenthoz family.
I picked it up and staggered back to the drawing room.
'It can't be helped if he throws it away because it feels bad.'
I sighed as I fiddled with the black fountain pen, which glowed as beautifully as his eyes.
***
The explosion that occurred in broad daylight at the Argenthoz mansion was not a 'terrorist', but a simple accident.
It was almost an unfortunate and complicated incident in which the Duke of Iels was attacked by the Argenthhoz family.
However, Duke Rudnine Iels himself explained that the artifact had exploded, and begged him to stop further investigation.
In addition, the Duke of Iels said that it was his fault and that he would pay for the repairs of the damaged Argenthoz mansion.
The bodyguard leader was difficult to accept.
"Ha, you took a lot of Duke!"
The artifact that the Duke had suddenly self-destructed.
The captain of the bodyguard, who was not surprised, insisted that he investigate in detail, but Rudnine cut off his words in a cold volce.
"Stop. It was my mistake and I admitted it. It's embarrassing to insist on continuing to investigate."
"No, it's not like that..."
The head of the bodyguard, Quyen, panicked.
He tried to make excuses for what he was worried about, but Rudnine wouldn't wait.
"The investigation into the explosion artifact will be properly handled within the Iels family. Also, apologize directly to Duke Argenthoz."
"Oh, I understand."
The captain of the bodyguard, who was watching Rudnine's back as he turned coldly, felt a chill run down his spine.
I thought he was a young swordmaster Duke with a gentle charisma, but I was wrong.
A sharply sharpened blade with a blue flash.
The Duke of Iels was a living sword that dealt with the monsters pouring out of the northern gates.
The bodyguard captain, who had a brief glimpse of Rudnine's true form, gulped his saliva, and when Rudnine's expression suddenly changed, his mouth opened in surprise.
'Oh my God?'
At the end of Rudnine's gaze was Princess Yvonne standing near the railing of the stairs on the second floor.
"Yvonne."
The captain of the bodyguard seemed to have just felt the horror of Rudnine as if it were a dream.
Soft eye smile.
And in the eyes of the Duke of Iels, looking at Princess Yvonne, it seemed that honey was about to drip at any moment.
"Huh, really, did Duke lels have a heart for you?"
In this way, another person recognized Rudnine's sincerity.
However, does Yvonne Argenthoz, who is the person involved, know or not?
Rudnine became more impatient when Yvonne showed an ambiguous attitude.
He jumped up the stairs in an instant and approached Yvonne, who was standing on the railing of the stairs on the second floor.
"Did you come to find me?"
His heart began to pound with anticipation.
Just looking at Yvonne's purple eyes staring at him made his hands go numb.
"Even if I waited, he didn't come... I came down to see what was wrong."
After saying that, Yvonne glanced at Quyen, the head of the bodyguards. In the hall on the first floor.
When she turned her gaze to another man, Rudnine instinctively moved his body to block Yvonne's view.
The head of the Argenthoz Mansion's bodyguard, Sir Quyen, is in his early 30s and is quite a young man.
He has a stocky physique and a good appearance.
The mere fact that there was another man who caught Yvonne's attention made Rudnine's throat itch.
"Rudnine?"
She called him. Only his face is full of purple eyes full of questions.
Rudnine was overwhelmed with strange euphoria and greed.
He didn't want to be just a simple fish.
Even if he was hit by the bomb over and over again, he survived, and in the end, he had a wish to be Yvonne's only person.
'Ah.'
He hasn't even met her a few times, so how did he end up falling in love with her so much?
As Rudnine continued to be silent as he stared at Yvonne, Yvonne raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
"Are you sleeping?"
Her long white fingers swayed in front of him.
Yvonne's round eyes were so cute that the corners of Rudnine's mouth rose.
"It's cute."
Yvonnie's eyes are sharp, and her pupils feel cold.
But when she opened her eyes wide, she looked like a very cute kitten.
He didn't want to show Yvonne's different, cute, and adorable side to anyone.
'Did the other guys in Yvonne's fishing ground see all this? Some of them have seen it.'
He clenched his fists to suppress his jealousy, which was creeping dangerously.
The thick blue veins on the back of his hands became more prominent.
He whispered impulsively low.
"...Yvonne. Now that I've solved it well, can you grant me just one wish?"
"A wish?"
Yvonne, who lowered her voice after him, asked back, hesitated, covered her mouth with her hand, and said more softly.
"Are you saying let's make an agreement?"
'Agreement?'
It was Yvonne who was making a mess.
That side is so cute that he doesn't know what to do.
Not only is it not a situation to reach an agreement now, but if something really happens in the future, he will take it all on himself.
He felt sorry for himself for unilaterally begging for his wish to be granted, but Rudnine couldn't stop.
So he didn't want to miss Yvonne's positive reaction, so he nodded quickly.
"Yes, it's similar."
"Of course. Tell me. I... I will do my best."
Looking at Yvonne, who nodded seriously, Rudnine naturally pointed to the garden outside the window
"So, there is still a lot of time left before Duke Argenthoz returns, so can you show me around the mansion's gardens?"
"A walk?"
"Yes, I'd like to tell you as I go."
Rudnine was about to make a wish to take a walk in the garden with her, but he waited patiently.
Yvonne hesitated for a moment, as if conflicted.
The nervous Rudnine was troubled again.
'Please, please, please.'
He only passed the bomb test once, but was he too greedy?
While he was deeply regretful, Yvonne spoke cautiously.
"Well, if it's just a moment... It's okay."
"Yes, it's an honor."
It didn't matter if she gave him just one minute.
He smiled with joy. Yvonne frowned, turned her head, let out a low sigh, and led the way down the stairs.
Rudnine became sullen.
Did the Duke of an empire laugh too loudly and look light?
"Let's go, Yvonne."
Rudnine, who regretted it, pulled the corner of his mouth down with his hand as he tried to climb up and chase after Yvonne like a puppy.
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