A month has passed since the coup.
“Is the Duke at the palace now?”
"Yes."
Emily and Marlene were sitting in a cafe talking.
“His Majesty are going too far. Even when manipulating people, you should do so with moderation.”
Marlene grumbled and took a bite of the cake.
Prince Kite, who ascended to the throne of the Vancent, quickly won the hearts of the people by managing the state well as he had promised at the beginning.
In addition, Francis, who had successfully become the Pope, also enjoyed the solid support of the faithful due to his character and spiritual power that were incomparable to those of the previous Popes.
And Killian regained the Velvet House and was awarded the title of Duke, but unfortunately, he was unable to avoid going to the palace as Kite had planned.
Since it was the early days of the government, Killian often had to go to work at the palace without any holidays, and Emily was starting to feel dissatisfied because of that.
“But he finished work early today and decided to go on a date.”
Emily was filled with anticipation for her first date in a long time.
“A date? Sounds good.”
Marlene looked very upset, as if she had been struck by a spring.
“It’s the weekend, aren’t you going on a date?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know? Our date was canceled because of you two.”
Marlene started dating Knox officially, but Knox also started working at the palace, so their relationship was not very successful.
“Because of us?”
"Yes! Don't you know yet? When the Duke takes a break from work, his subordinates take over the work."
In the end, it meant that Knox's weekend was wasted because of their date.
Emily sipped her tea, looking embarrassed.
“But thanks to my uncle, the two of you were allowed to date.”
John interjected, peeking out from next to Emily.
“Kid, what do you know to interfere?”
"Why wouldn't I know? Knox, who had been removed from the family register, was re-registered into the Howard family thanks to my uncle. And thanks to him, he was able to be allowed to date a young lady."
“...You know it in such detail that it’s annoying?”
Marlene glared at John and muttered.
“But Aunt, shouldn’t we go see Uncle now?”
“Oh my, it’s already this late!”
Emily checked the time and grabbed her hat, and Marlene also got up.
“Let’s go out together. I have an important social gathering to attend, so I have to go.”
"Yes."
Emily urged John, who was still sitting, to walk faster.
“John? You should get up quickly.”
“I’m getting a little more perceptive at this age. Have a nice date, you two.”
John answered, leisurely sipping his strawberry latte.
“Hey, kid. What brings you here?”
Marlene asked, her voice cracking.
"Giovanni is supposed to be here later. He seems quite anxious now that Knox has started dating. I decided to give him some advice."
“Is it somehow annoying that you used the expression ‘up to Knox’?”
At Marlene's point, John simply shrugged.
It wasn't just Knox and Marlene that made Giovanni anxious.
Cezanne and Pete also started dating, and Mayo and Chili eventually started dating too.
If it weren't for the old bachelor Alvin, Giovanni would have surely fallen into deep self-loathing.
“But you don’t have a boyfriend, and your only friend is Lucas. How can you possibly give Giovanni proper advice?”
"Counseling isn't something that can be achieved solely through experience. You need a mentor like me who can diagnose your problems directly and clearly."
“Oh my god.”
“And secondly, aren’t I friends with Lucas? It’s creepy, so please don’t ever mention his name in front of me again.”
“I’ve heard this comment a lot.”
Marlene met Emily's eyes and smiled.
Surely these kids will become best friends like themselves.
“Anyway, Giovanni is coming soon, so don’t worry and go.”
Emily thought for a moment and then nodded.
Anyway, since this is District 3, she knows the owner, and she decided to ask him to take care of John one more time before leaving.
“Then I’ll go first. I’ll see you at home in the evening.”
“Yes! Have a nice date.”
John waved his hand briskly.
As they came out, Ivan was seen threatening Marlene's coachman.
“Do you dare to interfere, knowing who we are?”
“I’m sorry. Our Miss schedule is very busy.”
"Ha! You think it's okay for me to interfere like that when you're busy? And Our Madam is in a bigger hurry, you punk!"
Ivan grumbled, even untying his cravat.
“I was just about to park the carriage there, so get out now.”
“Where on earth do you want me to go on this narrow road?”
The coachman of Huppert raised his voice in absurdity.
And on the other side...
“Hey, is it okay to spit on the street?”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
"Don't just talk. Clean up after yourself. Why are you spitting on my lady's path? Do you want to die?"
Cezanne was rolling up her sleeves and threatening passersby.
Marlene, who had been witnessing a series of scenes, looked back at Emily with a trembling expression.
“What the hell is this house... Are you some kind of queen of villains?”
“Ahem, I’ll go first.”
Emily smiled awkwardly, quickly called out to Cezanne, and got into the carriage.
It seemed that if she didn't get out of this street, more people would be caught by the Starr family.
The place where Emily was supposed to meet Killian was in front of the fountain in the square where they had their first kiss.
When Killian had asked her to meet him there, he hadn't specifically mentioned it as the place where they'd had their first kiss, but Emily's face had flushed, and she'd imagined all sorts of things.
“Honey, I’m late.”
"It's okay."
Killian was already very handsome, but today he looked even more handsome.
'I can't believe such a perfect person is my husband.'
Emily sometimes wondered if she was dreaming.
From what she heard, Killian is competent, responsible, and treats his subordinates with...well, not kind, but fair.
Needless to say, he was good to Emily.
He was so open in his expressions of affection that it made her wonder how he had ever endured it all this time, and he always gave her the best gifts, to the point where she couldn't ask for anything more.
She was also grateful for the fact that he always paid attention to Emily's feelings and was considerate and attentive.
“What makes you think that way?”
To Killian's question, Emily shook her head and smiled brightly as if it was nothing.
As she approached him, she saw that Killian was hiding something behind his back.
“What are you holding behind that?”
At Emily's suggestion, Killian obediently took out the bouquet of flowers he had hidden behind him.
The blue flowers looked somehow familiar.
“This flower...”
“Do you remember?”
“Yes, it’s a delphinium.”
Isn't that the service you received from the boss at Fleur Market?
Emily wondered why Killian gave her delphiniums out of all the flowers he had.
“Then do you also know the flower language of the delphinium?”
"Well?"
Emily tilted her head, puzzled by his question.
It was honestly surprising that he even asked about the meaning of flowers when even flowers didn't really fit Killian's image.
“What is the meaning of delphinium flowers?”
Emily asked, holding back a laugh.
“It means I will make you happy.”
Killian wasn't sure he could make Emily happy until the merchant at the Fleur Market told him the meaning of flowers.
Killian looked at Emily affectionately as he handed her a bouquet of flowers.
“I will make you happy like this flower language.”
The confession, delivered plainly and without embellishment, resonated deeply in her heart.
Emily asked, tears welling up in her eyes.
“...Was it by any chance you who gave me these flowers before?”
Killian carefully wiped the tears from Emily's eyes.
“I can’t tell you how upset I was that you didn’t know that.”
“At that time, I didn’t think you were the kind of person who would give me flowers.”
“It was my fault.”
“Yes, it’s your fault.”
Emily wiped her tears, smiled brightly again, and linked arms with Killian.
Emily walked along the path next to the square with Killian, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand.
The breeze was cool, and the sun was warm. In a seaside empire, it wasn't long before we enjoyed such a perfect temperature.
As they climbed up the hill, they saw the entire palace.
Emily slowly leaned on Killian's shoulder, looking out at the palace.
As always, a cool, gentle scent like the morning air wafted from Killian's arms.
“Honey, I have a question.”
“What is it?”
“Don’t you regret not becoming Emperor?”
Killian looked around, surprised by Emily's question.
Sometimes his wife was so bold that she had a knack for surprising people.
“Why are you so surprised? There’s no one here.”
Emily said with a laugh.
“Answer me quickly. Do you regret not becoming Emperor?”
“Not really.”
Killian said, tucking Emily's windblown hair behind her ear.
“Because you were everything I ever wanted.”
A sweet and pleasant low-mid range sound lingered in his ears.
“...did you want to become Empress?”
"No."
Emily immediately shook her head.
“I just need you. And there’s one more person.”
At those words, Killian frowned and showed his jealousy.
“Who are you?”
“I’ll tell you later. It’s a secret for now.”
Emily tightened her grip on Killian's arm.
The first chapter of the book, their story was just beginning.
“Is the Duke at the palace now?”
"Yes."
Emily and Marlene were sitting in a cafe talking.
“His Majesty are going too far. Even when manipulating people, you should do so with moderation.”
Marlene grumbled and took a bite of the cake.
Prince Kite, who ascended to the throne of the Vancent, quickly won the hearts of the people by managing the state well as he had promised at the beginning.
In addition, Francis, who had successfully become the Pope, also enjoyed the solid support of the faithful due to his character and spiritual power that were incomparable to those of the previous Popes.
And Killian regained the Velvet House and was awarded the title of Duke, but unfortunately, he was unable to avoid going to the palace as Kite had planned.
Since it was the early days of the government, Killian often had to go to work at the palace without any holidays, and Emily was starting to feel dissatisfied because of that.
“But he finished work early today and decided to go on a date.”
Emily was filled with anticipation for her first date in a long time.
“A date? Sounds good.”
Marlene looked very upset, as if she had been struck by a spring.
“It’s the weekend, aren’t you going on a date?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know? Our date was canceled because of you two.”
Marlene started dating Knox officially, but Knox also started working at the palace, so their relationship was not very successful.
“Because of us?”
"Yes! Don't you know yet? When the Duke takes a break from work, his subordinates take over the work."
In the end, it meant that Knox's weekend was wasted because of their date.
Emily sipped her tea, looking embarrassed.
“But thanks to my uncle, the two of you were allowed to date.”
John interjected, peeking out from next to Emily.
“Kid, what do you know to interfere?”
"Why wouldn't I know? Knox, who had been removed from the family register, was re-registered into the Howard family thanks to my uncle. And thanks to him, he was able to be allowed to date a young lady."
“...You know it in such detail that it’s annoying?”
Marlene glared at John and muttered.
“But Aunt, shouldn’t we go see Uncle now?”
“Oh my, it’s already this late!”
Emily checked the time and grabbed her hat, and Marlene also got up.
“Let’s go out together. I have an important social gathering to attend, so I have to go.”
"Yes."
Emily urged John, who was still sitting, to walk faster.
“John? You should get up quickly.”
“I’m getting a little more perceptive at this age. Have a nice date, you two.”
John answered, leisurely sipping his strawberry latte.
“Hey, kid. What brings you here?”
Marlene asked, her voice cracking.
"Giovanni is supposed to be here later. He seems quite anxious now that Knox has started dating. I decided to give him some advice."
“Is it somehow annoying that you used the expression ‘up to Knox’?”
At Marlene's point, John simply shrugged.
It wasn't just Knox and Marlene that made Giovanni anxious.
Cezanne and Pete also started dating, and Mayo and Chili eventually started dating too.
If it weren't for the old bachelor Alvin, Giovanni would have surely fallen into deep self-loathing.
“But you don’t have a boyfriend, and your only friend is Lucas. How can you possibly give Giovanni proper advice?”
"Counseling isn't something that can be achieved solely through experience. You need a mentor like me who can diagnose your problems directly and clearly."
“Oh my god.”
“And secondly, aren’t I friends with Lucas? It’s creepy, so please don’t ever mention his name in front of me again.”
“I’ve heard this comment a lot.”
Marlene met Emily's eyes and smiled.
Surely these kids will become best friends like themselves.
“Anyway, Giovanni is coming soon, so don’t worry and go.”
Emily thought for a moment and then nodded.
Anyway, since this is District 3, she knows the owner, and she decided to ask him to take care of John one more time before leaving.
“Then I’ll go first. I’ll see you at home in the evening.”
“Yes! Have a nice date.”
John waved his hand briskly.
As they came out, Ivan was seen threatening Marlene's coachman.
“Do you dare to interfere, knowing who we are?”
“I’m sorry. Our Miss schedule is very busy.”
"Ha! You think it's okay for me to interfere like that when you're busy? And Our Madam is in a bigger hurry, you punk!"
Ivan grumbled, even untying his cravat.
“I was just about to park the carriage there, so get out now.”
“Where on earth do you want me to go on this narrow road?”
The coachman of Huppert raised his voice in absurdity.
And on the other side...
“Hey, is it okay to spit on the street?”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
"Don't just talk. Clean up after yourself. Why are you spitting on my lady's path? Do you want to die?"
Cezanne was rolling up her sleeves and threatening passersby.
Marlene, who had been witnessing a series of scenes, looked back at Emily with a trembling expression.
“What the hell is this house... Are you some kind of queen of villains?”
“Ahem, I’ll go first.”
Emily smiled awkwardly, quickly called out to Cezanne, and got into the carriage.
It seemed that if she didn't get out of this street, more people would be caught by the Starr family.
***
When Killian had asked her to meet him there, he hadn't specifically mentioned it as the place where they'd had their first kiss, but Emily's face had flushed, and she'd imagined all sorts of things.
“Honey, I’m late.”
"It's okay."
Killian was already very handsome, but today he looked even more handsome.
'I can't believe such a perfect person is my husband.'
Emily sometimes wondered if she was dreaming.
From what she heard, Killian is competent, responsible, and treats his subordinates with...well, not kind, but fair.
Needless to say, he was good to Emily.
He was so open in his expressions of affection that it made her wonder how he had ever endured it all this time, and he always gave her the best gifts, to the point where she couldn't ask for anything more.
She was also grateful for the fact that he always paid attention to Emily's feelings and was considerate and attentive.
“What makes you think that way?”
To Killian's question, Emily shook her head and smiled brightly as if it was nothing.
As she approached him, she saw that Killian was hiding something behind his back.
“What are you holding behind that?”
At Emily's suggestion, Killian obediently took out the bouquet of flowers he had hidden behind him.
The blue flowers looked somehow familiar.
“This flower...”
“Do you remember?”
“Yes, it’s a delphinium.”
Isn't that the service you received from the boss at Fleur Market?
Emily wondered why Killian gave her delphiniums out of all the flowers he had.
“Then do you also know the flower language of the delphinium?”
"Well?"
Emily tilted her head, puzzled by his question.
It was honestly surprising that he even asked about the meaning of flowers when even flowers didn't really fit Killian's image.
“What is the meaning of delphinium flowers?”
Emily asked, holding back a laugh.
“It means I will make you happy.”
Killian wasn't sure he could make Emily happy until the merchant at the Fleur Market told him the meaning of flowers.
Killian looked at Emily affectionately as he handed her a bouquet of flowers.
“I will make you happy like this flower language.”
The confession, delivered plainly and without embellishment, resonated deeply in her heart.
Emily asked, tears welling up in her eyes.
“...Was it by any chance you who gave me these flowers before?”
Killian carefully wiped the tears from Emily's eyes.
“I can’t tell you how upset I was that you didn’t know that.”
“At that time, I didn’t think you were the kind of person who would give me flowers.”
“It was my fault.”
“Yes, it’s your fault.”
Emily wiped her tears, smiled brightly again, and linked arms with Killian.
Emily walked along the path next to the square with Killian, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand.
The breeze was cool, and the sun was warm. In a seaside empire, it wasn't long before we enjoyed such a perfect temperature.
As they climbed up the hill, they saw the entire palace.
Emily slowly leaned on Killian's shoulder, looking out at the palace.
As always, a cool, gentle scent like the morning air wafted from Killian's arms.
“Honey, I have a question.”
“What is it?”
“Don’t you regret not becoming Emperor?”
Killian looked around, surprised by Emily's question.
Sometimes his wife was so bold that she had a knack for surprising people.
“Why are you so surprised? There’s no one here.”
Emily said with a laugh.
“Answer me quickly. Do you regret not becoming Emperor?”
“Not really.”
Killian said, tucking Emily's windblown hair behind her ear.
“Because you were everything I ever wanted.”
A sweet and pleasant low-mid range sound lingered in his ears.
“...did you want to become Empress?”
"No."
Emily immediately shook her head.
“I just need you. And there’s one more person.”
At those words, Killian frowned and showed his jealousy.
“Who are you?”
“I’ll tell you later. It’s a secret for now.”
Emily tightened her grip on Killian's arm.
The first chapter of the book, their story was just beginning.
-The end-
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