Chapter 59

Chapter 59

I brought it because I thought I might need it.

"But where is it needed?"

Are you curious?

No, never mind."

Iona answered after some hesitation.

In the meantime, Marsha, who had sorted out the clothes Iona had taken off, said as she went back to the bathroom.

"You're going to take a shower right away, right? I'll prepare warm water in the bathtub. I'll also give you some new employee training as well."

Iona, who was watching Marsha's back, trembled at the sudden goosebumps she felt.

Today, the weather felt strangely cold.

***

Okay, I guess this is enough.

Robert, who looked around with his brow slightly wrinkled, finally clapped his hands briefly.

The servants who were waiting around him let out a sigh of relief one after another.

Their owner used to paranoidly clean the manor house whenever someone came down from the capital, and if he found even a speck of dust that they hadn't cleaned up, he called everyone in and terribly scolded them.

During this time, there were not one or two colleagues who lost their jobs and were kicked out because of it.

With the thought of successfully getting through this dinner, the servants tightened their bodies in unison.

Just then, a maid carefully opened the door and announced the arrival of the guest.

Dame Iona is coming down.

Upon hearing this, the servants as well as Robert returned to their places in perfect order.

Robert had a benevolent smile on his lips, and as soon as the door opened, he opened his arms in delight.

You are here, Dame Iona.

Robert liked this moment.

He welcomed the guest as the host and tried to be good to the true owner of this land, who had become an outsider.

At times like this, Robert felt as though he had become a real lord.

"Please come this way and have a seat. Coincidentally, I was feeling hungry as well."

When Iona came closer to the table, the servant politely pulled out a chair for her.

As she sat down, Iona asked casually,

Does the baron usually live here?

Robert answered with a friendly smile.

It is true.

Of course, there was a separate mansion owned by Franz in the Modrov estate.

However, Robert had left the place empty for a long time and had moved to the permanent residence.

Robert felt slight displeasure, wondering if she was pointing out that fact, but the other person stopped talking about the preceding topic.

The hors d'oeuvres that had just arrived were placed in front of them. It was grilled scallops topped with pea sauce.

Robert asked, slicing the clam meat with a spoon.

"How is the Count doing these days?"

"He is always in good health."

Beside her, the empty bottles were already piled up.

Iona nodded as if she agreed with Robert's words, but her eyelids felt heavy and she soon laid her head back on the table.

Dame Iona ?

Robert, too, was drunk, though not as much as she.

If the opponent had an injection, it seemed that there would be no way to deal with it.

Robert managed to get up from his seat.

Suppressing the hiccups that came rushing in, he waved his hand at the servants.

"Take Iona to her room... slowly... And while you're at it, move the prepared documents as well."

Iona was already half asleep, so she didn't move.

The attendants carefully picked her up and left.

Robert shook his head and took hold of his glass. As he swallowed a gulp of cold water, he felt his senses returning a little.

Only then did Robert look back at Sophia, who had left the restaurant without following Iona.

"Whew... What do you think? Is there any problem?"

To Robert's meaningful question, Sophia answered as if she had been waiting.

Yes, I think you can put your mind at ease.

"When I was dealing with the people earlier, um, hic... What did I do?"

"Perhaps she was very tired, so you fell asleep right away. She didn't seem interested in the dinner either. You just told the maid who accompanied us that you wanted to return to the capital as soon as possible."

Yeah, thats how it should be

Robert nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed, the heavens were on his side.

Perhaps due to the increased intoxication, a pleasant anticipation surged within him that he would be able to successfully get through this annual event once again.

***

The next morning, moaning from a hangover leaked from Robert's room early in the morning.

The problem was that he had consumed more than his usual amount in an effort to entertain his opponent in a pleasant way.

Due to excessive drinking, Robert had been shuttling back and forth to the bathroom, repeating the cycle of vomiting until he could welcome the rising sun.

Robert, who had emptied his stomach, fell asleep, only to wake up later than usual.

It was just a short time before the appointment with Iona.

Robert hurriedly left the room after finishing his urgent preparations contrary to his plan.

I washed and dressed, but I couldn't help but see the fatigue of the previous day in my eyes.

Looking at himself in the mirror hanging in the hallway, Robert sighed inwardly.

'Now that I'm in this condition, that woman must be ridiculous.'

It was time to think that maybe it would be better to cancel the outing altogether.

Robert stopped when he saw Iona waiting for him on the porch.

Iona, who was looking out the window with her hands behind her back, turned around when she felt someone's presence.

You came on time.

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