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He must have said it because he had promised me.
But what made you blush?
Duke Cassiar’s ear also turned red after he said ‘You are beautiful.’
He could not possibly have turned his ears red on purpose.
I used to overhear people say something embarrassing, like “the bride is beautiful and he wants to see his beautiful bride’s face alone”.
But because the Duke was blushing again, I felt awkward as well.
Kyle then entered the salon through the front door.
His hurried steps toward the Duke of Cassiar were urgent.
“I’ve cleared your previous schedule; as you know, you have to enter the palace, and you can’t cancel it. It seems like it would be difficult to free up more time than this.”
Duke Cassiar, did you come here late because you had a different schedule?
Besides, seeing Kyle befuddled, it would seem that he’d been way off schedule.
What the deuce was he doing?
I remembered what Duke Cassiar had said in the dressing room.
‘Since I promised to marry you, I will carry out the duties as your husband in the name of Cassiar Kissen.’
The Duke may have been trying his best not to fall short of his role as my husband.
I thought he would run right away, but the Duke remained as calm as before Kyle came in.
Kyle, who was anxious, burst into tears as the Duke of Cassiar refused to move.
“Riel, don’t you have a favorite dress?”
Duke Cassiar was unbothered and asked for my opinion on the dress.
The dress was no longer important. It was fine to fulfill your husbandly duties, but wasn’t it necessary to keep an appointment with the imperial family?
Let’s send off the Duke first! Because if the Duke cancels or postpones it arbitrarily and they become enraged, I might be in trouble as well.
“I like all of the wedding dresses. So, it would be rather difficult to choose. It’s okay, I’ll take my time with Lili, so please hurry up, Duke. You must not be late for an important meeting.”
“He’s an annoying old man anyway.”
At my persuasion, the Duke of Cassiar spoke to himself with a darkened face.
Even if I didn’t know anything else, I knew it wasn’t about meeting someone interesting.
Duke Cassiar, who looked tired and rubbed his temples, looked around for Madame Tou.
“Madame, are you finished packing?”
“Yes, I got everything except what Madam is wearing.”
When I was busy moving, I discovered boxes full of ribbons stacked behind Madame Tou.
“What is all that?”
“This is the dress you wore today.”
But why did you pack everything?
“Return to the Marquis’ mansion and take your time choosing the wedding dress you like. I’ll make sure my suit goes with your outfit.”
“All of them? Even thinking about the dress to wear at the reception, Isn’t 20 dresses too many?”
Madame Tou’s dress costs the same as a decent mansion, but if you had 20 of them…
It was large enough to make a decent village.
“Anyway, those dresses are all yours. Because Madame Tou specially made it for you.”
Did you mean that each of those wedding dresses was custom-made for me? What bullsh*t?
They claimed that the dresses were a perfect fit for my body.
I only considered it because I was of average body type.
The dresses that were in the Duke’s closet, to be sure, but how did the Duke know my size?
It was hard to tell by eye measure unless it had a tape measure function.
“How did the Duke know about my size?”
I crept closer and whispered quietly enough for only Duke Cassiar to hear.
“I borrowed the power of the Marquis.”
“If it’s from the Marquis, then is it from my mother?”
As an answer, the Duke used his eyes.
I realized something, my mother had just shown off my new dress the other day
‘Riel, isn’t this dress too old-fashioned? I placed a special order with Madame Tou this time. I’ll look after you because my daughter is going to be the Duchess!’
I was perplexed for some reason that my mother spoke plainly and purchased an expensive dress.
Was it a gift from Duke Cassiar? My mother had to be a spy for the Duke.
Duke Cassiar, you’ve shown a greater concern for me than I expected.
“Change your dress and come out. I’ll be outside waiting for you.”
“Shouldn’t you head straight to the palace?”
“I’m not going to leave my wife alone.”
The words ‘wife’ that flowed out of the Duke’s mouth sounded strange again.
Wouldn’t it be better if he was indifferent?
My heart fluttered for a moment.
I clutched the hem of my dress as I stared at the Duke of Cassiar.
His gently lowered bangs, his sharp nose, and those eyes that stared straight at me even though they seemed indifferent.
It was always a dazzling look.
My heart will not stop beating at this rate.
Wasn’t it strange that I pretended nothing was wrong?
If the Duke was late for the appointment because of me, I’d hurry up.
My mind was ahead of my body, and I stepped on the hem of my dress.
The Duke held my hand to keep me from falling, but somehow I could feel a piercing stare from my side.
“Take it slowly and carefully.”
When I turned around, the Duke was staring at me, looking startled.
“Because I can wait.”
Duke Cassiar said it was fine if I changed my dress slowly, but I changed quickly and went out as soon as possible.
As I walked out of the salon, I saw the Duke standing in front of the carriage, waiting for me.
“I’m returning to the Marquis’ mansion right now, so Duke should leave for the Imperial Palace as well.”
I quickly said my goodbyes and looked for my carriage, but then Duke Cassiar called.
When I turned around, Duke Cassiar was reaching for me.
I cannot go to the Imperial Palace, but why have your hands reached out to me as if I should accompany you there?
“I’ll take you home.”
Oh, was it about getting in the Duke’s carriage?
“It’s fine. I’ll simply ride my carriage and return.”
“It won’t be fine. Your carriage has already been returned to the mansion of the Marquis.”
Somehow, I didn’t see Lili anywhere.
Was she sent back by the Duke?
“Then there’s nothing I can do. I have no choice but to borrow the Duke’s carriage.”
“You can ride it anytime.”
I was escorted by the Duke and boarded the carriage because I had no other choice.
I’ve ridden it before, but what about the awkward atmosphere between us?
When we were alone, the only topics of conversation I had with Duke Cassiar were sleep and contract marriage.
As a result, I had nothing to say other than that topic.
I hadn’t visited the Duke’s house in three days?
Fanny’s food had such a delicious flavor that I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
Somehow, I missed Fanny’s voice.
Within a few days, I seemed to have fallen in love with her.
“Duke, are you sleeping well these days?”
I wondered if the Duke of Cassiar’s sleeping life had progressed while I was not at the Duke’s house.
“Not at all.”
The Duke, who had been resting for a while, quickly responded.
It sounded like a story about being unable to sleep, but for someone who had been awake all night for three days, he looked energetic.
“You haven’t slept yet.”
For a moment, it seemed like the Duke was flinching slightly.
Was it true?
“It seems that there were a lot of contacts with the Duke just today, but you didn’t fall asleep.”
“There have been a few crises, but I don’t seem to fall asleep right away because I’ve developed immunity.”
“You’re getting immunity.”
Is that to say you won’t fall asleep as soon as I touch you?
My reason for being a Duchess would disappear if he became immune and my powers ceased to function.
It was unquestionably a good sign, but it wasn’t a good feeling.
“I was really tired, though.”
The Duke of Cassiar grabbed his chin and looked at me with his head tilted at an angle.
“Will you put me to sleep?”
How would it feel to be handsome, even if his jawline was attractive?
Despite the fact that he was not a male lead, he had a lot of gentle charm points.
Still, he hadn’t slept in three days, so making him fall asleep would be difficult.
If I did it wrong, a mana explosion might happen.
The Duke naturally moved to my side when my permission was granted.
“Then lend me your shoulder until we reach the Marquis’s mansion.”
The Duke rested his head on my shoulder, just like when we first met.
He wasn’t lying when he said he was tired as soon as I saw him quickly fell asleep.
His hair was soft.
The Duke’s hair tickled my neck.
His even breathing was comforting.
Then I looked into the sleeping Duke’s face.
His eyelashes were long and his brow lines were beautiful.
I thought I would believe it if he was a fairy.
“He looks gentle while sleeping, but if he awoke and looked like an angel, I would have made him a real husband.”
If the Duke wasn’t the madness’s villain, he’d be the first bridegroom.
My body drooped as I watch the sleeping Duke in the carriage, where the still silence flowed.
Because I’d been trying on dresses all day, I was exhausted.
I couldn’t stop myself from closing my eyes as I dozed off.
Just as Riel’s head was about to hit the carriage window, Kissen’s large hand supported her head.
Kissen, who had Riel carefully leaning on his shoulder as if he were handling his precious possession, turned his gaze to her.
She claimed that Kissen was strange these days.
Even in the Duke’s mansion, Riel’s words and her utterly trivial actions lingered in his mind.
Riel arrived at a point where his gaze fell.
‘Riel is the person I need, so it’s obvious why I care for her,’ he said.
Kissen thought that the small and trivial changes that had occurred to him were due to Riel’s special abilities.
However, today was a little different.
He was about to say something that he had already prepared because Fanny had advised him not to over praise the bride in the wedding dress, but the moment he saw Riel in her wedding dress, his mind was filled with her and he couldn’t think of anything to say.
‘I was flustered because it didn’t work for me.’
He didn’t even say he could sleep with the ribbon that Riel had tied around his neck.
‘Because I’m not sure if the ribbon is the reason I’m sleeping. It would be better if I say that when I am more certain.’
For now, it wass best for Riel to be around.
He was suddenly conscious of the meaningless word ‘liking’.
Kissen, who was sweeping Riel’s hair like he was being led, was thinking about what Riel had said.
‘He looks gentle while sleeping, but if he awoke and looked like an angel, I would have made him a real husband.’
‘To be a real husband…… You’re talking about someone you love.’
Kissen’s cheeks had turned red like ripe apples.
His expression became gloomy after a moment of thought.
‘What do you mean by being an angel?’