CH 50

Mrs. Grace’s eyes widened.  She never thought that Giscard would cover Balazit’s daughter.

Not anyone else, but ‘that’ Giscard!

“Just now… What did you say?”

“I asked if you were talking too harshly. There are eyes watching. Please be polite.”

“That… That–!”

He told her to be polite? Did he say she was being rude?

It shocked Mrs. Grace, who believed that her aristocratic judgement had pointed out Nadia’s faults.

Mrs. Grace’s body began to tremble at Giscard’s straightforward and rude attitude.

However, Giscard’s words did not end there.

“Besides, Her Grace has never been a hindrance to us.  She behaved well, so don’t worry too much about her.”

“They are newlyweds, so she must’ve never wanted to be apart.  Even His Grace must have been glad that Her Grace came to see him.”

“That’s right.”

In addition to that, the other knights quietly joined in, so she had nothing more to say.

It would be ridiculous to criticize Nadia while the people on the scene defended her by saying that they were not disturbed.

Eventually, Mrs. Grace had to turn to her nephew, Glenn, for help.

“I didn’t know that the two of you could be so harmonious.  I’ve been worried a lot, but this old woman’s heart is relieved now.”

There was no way the relationship between the daughter of the Balazit family and Glenn would be harmonious, so –

“It was just something she did on impulse, out of a pure desire to see her husband. Please don’t blame her too much, Aunt.”

“…?!”

Did he lost his mind? A pure desire to see her husband?

‘It can’t be!’

But Mrs. Grace seemed to be the only one who thought so.

Everyone nodded their head as if they agreed with Glenn.

They couldn’t understand where Mrs. Grace could come up with that statement.

Had they been brainwashed?  Mrs. Grace was at a time so perplexed that she couldn’t find anything to say.

“I’m tired from the long journey, so I will go in now, Aunt.”

“W-Wait!”

“I will make time for you next time.”

After saying that, Glenn took his stride forward.  Nadia followed after him.

As she passed Mrs. Grace, the eyes of the two women collided.

When Nadia’s eyes, which had been red as if she were crying, curved like crescent moon.

“Pfft.”

Mrs. Grace could hear clearly.  The sound of that coquettish woman laughing at her.

“.…!”

As soon as her fleeting snicker passed, Nadia followed Glenn again with her pitiful look on her face.

Thanks to that, Mrs. Grace’s body shook from her anger.

If she made a fuss about the foxy little woman’s expression just now, Mrs. Grace would only damage her own reputation.

“T-That…!”

Look at that arrogant pair!

The noble old lady’s face turned into all kinds of colors.

Furious, Mrs. Grace tumbled and stood upright right after, not noticing that everyone had left.

Then, the voice of her nameless servant brought her to reality.

“M-Madam…”

“….”

“Do you want to go home?  Shall I prepare a carriage for you?”

Mrs. Grace tried to keep herself calm.

‘Something’s wrong. Something must be wrong.’

When her nephew, Glenn, took Balazit’s daughter’s side, Mrs. Grace humiliated herself.

That witch must have done something.

‘But today, he won’t accept my advice.’

Glenn also made excuse that his fatigue had accumulated because of the long journey.

If Mrs. Grace asked for a private meeting for no reason and was rejected again, she would lose her face even more.

She had to step back, just this once.

“Yes, prepare a carriage.”

But Mrs. Grace’s voice was full of unavoidable nervousness.

At what point did she turn the family of Winterfell on her side?  By what means?

‘At this rate, sooner or later, my authority might be completely taken away.’

Again, a grinding sound escaped from her mouth.

* * *

In the welcoming procession, there were a few people who were not part of the troops when they left.

One of them were dwarves rescued from Valloon Fortress, and Nadia invited them to return to Winterfell together, and they accepted Nadia’s offer.

As soon as they arrived at the territory, Nadia’s first job was to treat them well.

The meeting was held and attended by the dwarves, the administrators of the castle, and Glenn.

Nadia first ordered the modification of existing farming equipment to help improve the soil plowing.

It was a part that she had discussed with Glenn beforehand, so the meeting went smoothly.

“We don’t even need the Dwarf’s craftsmanship to make farming tools. We will arrange for the blacksmith in our territory to mass-produce them.”

Then, Miar raised his hand and asked.

“Then will production of plate armor be delayed?”

“The time has come for the dwarves who went to the village to come back. Let’s resume working on it together when they return.”