91 Lady Value (for Bianca)

"Holy shit! What do you mean Sofia is the Baron!?

Until his parents were arrested and convicted, Bianca could have concealed the evidence and had no place to go, so he was stopped in a room for nobles in the Knights. The room was beautiful, but it was easy to find a space where there was no home and no entertainment ─ ─ When I thought I was finally free, I couldn't enter Baron Renish's Mansion.

There seems to be nothing we can do about repeating the interrogation in front of the gate.

"I'm sorry. Baron Lannish is now held by Sophia. ─ ─ Dear Bianca, your parents have been stripped of their titles, so you are also irrelevant to this house."

"That's why I said I didn't know that!

"Even if I say so...."

I'm sorry about the tone of the guards, but I'll never go through Bianca.

"─ ─ Okay. That's enough."

Bianca turned her heel and left Baron Lannish's mansion. If this happens, I have to complain directly to Sofia. I'm sure Sophia will be at the Marquis of Forster.

It was disrespectful of a woman without a title to suddenly visit the Marquis Mansion, but Bianca couldn't afford to worry about it at that time. I finally noticed it when I stood in front of the gate of the splendid building. Beautifully furnished hedges and a large and beautiful garden in a town house that can be seen from the front of the gate. And a sophisticated building with a sense of history. Scared of the appearance as a symbol of authority, he shouted in front of the gate that he could no longer turn back.

"─ ─ Sofia, you must be here!? I'm not in good shape. Get out of here!

The guard at the gate watches. He stared at the gate as he tried to stop it. If Sofia calls, Bianca will come out. But contrary to expectations, it was a good middle-aged man who came there. Probably a servant. The waist is soft, but suddenly there is suspicion in the eyes.

Hello, Bianca.

"Yes, my name is Bianca Renish. I wondered if there was Sofia Lannish here."

The gate was opened at the man's signal.

"You really are here. ─ ─ This way."

Without breaking his reckless attitude, the man leads Bianca to the Mansion. From the saloon past the entrance door, the magic lights passed through the hallway at equal intervals, and arrived in a room that looked like a meeting room. There is a reception set with an elegant sofa face-to-face, and a luxurious tea table and chairs by the longitudinal window. It seems that the outside garden is visible from the window. Everything from the indoor scheduling to the garden seemed to be calculated and completed, and Bianca felt as if her presence was in the way.

The door was lightly knocked on and a man came in the room. The man was not only Bianca, but also the Marquis de Gilbert Forster, who was distanced by the beauty of many young ladies.

Marquis, I'm sorry to bother you.

─ ─ So, what did Sofia want today?

Gilbert starts talking without recommending a chair to Bianca. Although dissatisfied, Bianca felt good because she could see it nearby. Alberto looks good, but Gilbert is more pointless and sophisticated. The position of Marquis is also excellent, and it has the honor of being a magical knight. It was hard for Bianca to forgive me for thinking that Sofia had been chosen as the man's partner.

"That's right. ─ ─ Sofia told me not to let her into the house because she was so close to me... I wondered what to do."

It's easy enough to moisturize your eyes. Most men dye their cheeks when they drop their shoulders and look up.

"I'm letting Sophia go out. I lost my position as baroness. Isn't it natural not to enter the mansion?

Gilbert was supposed to look at Bianca without changing his expression.

"What are you saying?

"Your parents have been acquitted and your father's baron has been stripped. Which means you're not a baroness or anything, you're just Bianca. It's better not to mention Lannish's last name."

"Oh no, I've been so kind to Sofia... but I'm so heartless!

"Gentle, huh? Your common sense is distorted a lot."

What are you doing ─ ─

"To be gentle is to strip clothes of rips and to atrophy contempt. It's ridiculous that fiancée and the people who took her home swap victims for lies and lies."

I was astonished to find Bianca bleeding on her head. I know it's a bad habit, but I can't stop it. Even if he was a Marquis, he clearly hurt his pride.

"You don't know anything. Don't interpret me and Sofia's story as if it were all my fault. She's got it all. She can't give it to me!

"You're like a kid. I want what belongs to others and don't lose sight of myself. Don't get me wrong, but I know you. I can read the memories and emotions of the person I touch. Think about how many times you've touched it before."

The words spoken shocked Bianca. Gilbert had been trying to touch Bianca for nothing since he first met her. I don't suppose it was all this man's trick to fall in the first night club? I think there is such a power as knowing the person I touched, but I have to believe that it is seriously said in such a situation. I can see the blood coming down. Bianca knew best how her actions seemed to others.

"I told you before. I think it's better not to assume that your values dictate everything. At least it's more important to me than anything else."

Words don't have a fever, and words like pointing the facts indifferently take away Bianca's body temperature. Maybe he sold the fight to someone he shouldn't turn to. It's too late to notice.

"Ah...."

A meaningless sound leaked out of my mouth. Gilbert's mouth angle rose.

"─ ─ Baron Lannish belongs to Sofia. In the spring, the Baron will marry me, and the Baron will be annexed to the Marquis. I'll take you, Miss Bianca."

One step closer. Bianca can't turn a blind eye and is nailed to her figure. What a beautiful human being! You can see your body trembling when you're dominated by cold water. I felt like I would be swallowed by unknown blue eyes.

"Some distant relatives live as civilians while making wine. I already have permission. ─ ─ You can live there and look at yourself again."

"I... am I a baroness!?

"I've told you many times, I don't have that identity anymore. Not only me and Sofia, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is aware of this decision."

Even if I tried to deny it, there was no next word.

Shortly after being pushed into a carriage prepared by his servants, Bianca was forced to take him to the depths of the Forster Marquis. A break is the worst way to ride a locked-in carriage from the outside, spitting ill on everyone. Until we finally arrived at our destination, Bianca never lost sight of her actions until then.