Chapter 125

Missing Mary (7)

The Count tilted his head at what she said. She was the only one who would come here, but he didn’t seem to understand why he said that. Then he asked her with slightly bigger eyes if something suddenly came to mind.

“I… By any chance, Princess. Grand Duke Arthur Douglas…….”

“Well, is that important? I guess the existence of the Grand Duke is more important to you than I am to you?”

“No, it’s not. I thought you’d come with him, but you came alone…….”

The Count glanced and looked behind her. Her eyes shook anxiously, perhaps because she felt strange now without an escort.

She smiled softly at the Count.

“If I come with the knights, wouldn’t that be a threat, not a deal?”

“Ah! I couldn’t understand that deep heart.”

“Be careful. It’s not bad.”

The Count bowed his head straight away. Looking down at him, she shook her hand as if it was okay. She said as if she remembered something when the Count’s head was gently lifted.

“Oh, I heard that there are fearless humans who pretend to be me and look for aristocrats these days. The count should be careful, too.”

“Are there people who are out of their minds? If I see it, I’ll contact the Imperial Guard right away.”

“I’m relieved to hear that from the Count, then I’ll get going.”

Naturally, she turned around and escaped the mansion. A wagon stamped with the Imperial seal was waiting for her. She got on the wagon leisurely. She laughed out loud from the wagon that quickly left the Emilton family.

“What are you going to do now? Mary(2).”

What would happen when the fake Mary arrives with Arthur was depicted in her head?

The Count will surely be embarrassed to see the seal of the Tayron family. He’ll think of what she said after seeing the fake Mary who came with him for a while.

“Let’s say this is my timid revenge for not recognizing me.”

When she remembered the distorted face of the fake Mary next to Arthur, she felt better. Humming the song, she put the contract she had in her arms.

***

Returning to Nox’s mansion, she read information about the Pravio family she will go to tomorrow. Nox had not appeared since yesterday.

She hasn’t known what the hell he’s thinking since Arthur. It was Nox’s heart that she sometimes seemed to know, but couldn’t figure it out.

“It seems simple, but it’s surprisingly tricky.”

When she looked in the mirror, the traces that Arthur had left were already pale. After changing clothes comfortably, she looked out the window drinking tea.

Only the trees shaking quietly in the wind were greeting her.

“It’s quiet. It’s really too quiet.”

No one bothered her, nothing to care about. It differed greatly from life in the castle. She first wrote down the organized things in letters.

So far, she organized a list of families who have come to her side and those who are still rebelling, and sealed them with wax in envelopes with letters stating their business and future events.

After calling the maid to send them to the Imperial family, she left the mansion to walk through the garden. As the cool night air swept through her, she shrank in the cold.

She wrapped her arms around both hands and strolled into the garden. She could see the swing when it was made.

“How did they make this again?”

She sat on the swing and moved her feet little by little. The swing swung back and forth as her feet moved.

As the swing connected to the branch moved, she heard the leaves rustling around. As the wind passed by her, she felt better.

When her hair fluttered in the wind, the wind brushed her face, and then it messed up her hair from behind and passed forward. She felt like she went back to her childhood, so she smiled.

“I wish someone would push it.”

Adults who were pushing other children’s backs at the playground came to mind. She was just looking at the children with envious eyes, and she was also drawn in front of her eyes.

For a moment, she felt the swing being pushed from behind. The swing shook around in the wind and moved forward.

The swing, which went farther than she had rolled, returned to its place and was pushed forward by force again.

As she tilted her head back, she saw Nox. The feeling of pushing was none other than the wind he made toward her back with a blunt expression.

“You acted like you wouldn’t come.”

“Don’t talk to me.”

“Are you upset?”

Nox only pushed the swing silently. She closed her eyes to the swing that shook in line with his wind. Smirking and a smile spread on her face.

“Open your eyes, it’s dangerous.”

“If I fall, you’ll catch me.”

“Why? What’s good about you?”

“No, I can just fall and die.”

Her eyes were still closed as she replied to Nox’s words. He’s going to accept what she says. She kept smiling. Does he know that he has changed a lot from the beginning?

“Where have you been?”

“There are many women who like me more than you.”

“That’s a relief, maybe it’s better to be loved by many people than one person.”

“Did you go to Emilton?”

“Yes, thanks to you, I got what I wanted. I think I gave Arthur a shot.”

The swing, which was moving, stopped at her words. His eyes shone as if to tell him what she had been doing with a highly anticipated face.

“Why don’t you go see it if you’re so curious?”

“Hmm, I was about to go today. But I was curious if you’re doing well.”