248 – Happy end of the year – 5
As I quietly put my coupling (lost couple) into my arms, I looked at the wandering Majonggong. Unlike the calm and lofty smile that I usually see, seeing him smile like a child really made me feel proud.
If I knew you would like it this much, I would have given it to you a long time ago. I will give gifts generously in the future.
‘…Is this correct?’
But when I saw him wearing a half ring and liking it, I felt a subtle sense of guilt. It’s like watching her wife pretending to like her for fear that her impoverished husband, who has no money to buy her coupling, will blame himself.
No, what. If the party likes it, it won’t stop. It’s a ring you’ll only be wearing for a while anyway, so don’t get too hung up on it.
“The treasure of a lifetime…”
I hurriedly shook my head at Ma Jong-gong, who muttered in a hazy voice. That heinous thing is definitely not a ring for life.
“That’s not okay. There should be room for a wedding ring.”
Yes. My purpose is to fill brides’ fingers with normal wedding rings, not half rings.
To be honest, looking at Koraji right now, I feel like my wedding ring will be cut in half, but splitting a wedding ring is kind of weird. When that time comes, you should do your best to dry it.
“Wedding ring…”
Fortunately, the word marriage had an outstanding effect. Because the blank eyes started to come alive.
“Hey, baby?”
“Huh?”
Perhaps his thoughts went the other way instead, Ma Jong-gong, who was fixing the ring, hesitantly opened his mouth.
“When are you thinking of getting married…?”
It seemed embarrassing, but I laughed at Ma Jong-gong’s questioning with sparkling eyes.
Since I accepted the confession and even mentioned the marriage, a splendid wedding ceremony and small quarter elves playing in the garden must have already appeared in Prince Majong’s mind.
I understand. I was angry for a while because of the life extension potion, and because of that, I’m the magician who fell to the floor. For Ma Jong-gong, who felt at the bottom for a moment, he would be happy to talk about getting married.
“Well, maybe next year at the earliest. Marr should graduate first.”
At those words, Prince Ma’s body stiffened.
What is it? Can’t you wait until next year?
Still, it’s difficult to marry Marghetta, who is still a student.
***
I belatedly came to my senses at Aga’s words. Because I was so blinded by happiness that I hadn’t noticed—no, in fact, a problem that I knew but ignored was approaching me.
‘First with the princess.’
The hand holding the ring trembled. I inadvertently bit his lip.
When I asked about the wedding date, he mentioned Princess Marghetta. This means that his first wife was Princess Marghetta.
It is natural. Aga gave her ring first, and unlike me, who hurt Aga out of selfishness, Princess Marghetta had no problems.
So, so it is only natural that Princess Marghetta is her first wife.
‘Then, I will.’
The problem I was desperately ignoring and reluctant to think about was creeping into my head.
A person with a higher rank than the first wife cannot enter as the second wife.
A tacit custom to protect the authority of the first wife. With the wedding imminent, I remembered the custom only now.
When Princess Marghetta becomes her first wife, she can become the wife of virtually every princess in her empire. She said that there is no lady higher than the princess.
But not me. As a duke, I am a higher being than a princess.
‘If only I was a princess.’
Then she is not below Princess Marghetta, but at least she is not above. She deserves to be your second wife.
I missed my father even more. If my father had been alive until now… I would have made my love come true, and I would have shown his father a cute grandson.
For the first time, the title duke felt heavy. It’s the first time in 100 years of this kind of thing, but this time, the baby is taking my first time.
It doesn’t have to be a first time like this…
‘…But I said it was a wedding ring.’
I shook off my gloomy thoughts and tried to think positively.
Yes, Aga said it was definitely a wedding ring. Even if I can’t enter as a wife, even if I can’t have a wedding, I’ll think of me as a wife.
It’s sad to be a government, but the wall of convention is blocking it—
“It’s the second time, so it may take a while, but please understand. You can’t have a wedding at the same time.”
…?
I felt a sense of incongruity in Aga’s words. Because that word sounded like you were going to marry me.
It’s strange. Unless you take me as your first wife, it is impossible to marry a child. But didn’t I say that I was the second one?
“Marry me, you mean?”
“Uh.”
My head went blank at the stare at me as if asking why I was saying something obvious.
‘Ah.’
And I realized it belatedly. You don’t know the customs.
Okay. Aga is now over twenty. Besides, as soon as she became an adult, she was a child who lived a bureaucratic life. There may be little knowledge about her marriage.
“My dear. That’s impossible. The second wife shouldn’t be of a higher rank than her first wife.”
She opened her mouth in the softest voice possible. It’s devastating to explain with my own mouth why I can’t be Aga’s wife, but it shouldn’t be misunderstood.
“I know.”
“Eh, huh?”
However, the answer added to the confusion.
You know, go…?
“Are you going to break the rules? That’s no way. Then you won’t stay still in the Varenti family.”
When the worst-case scenario came to mind, he hurriedly stopped Aga.
For a child to marry me even though he knows the customs, it means that he will ignore the customs that have been going on for so long.
That’s not okay. No matter how bad you are, you shouldn’t do that. It is certain that the Varenti family, or to be exact, the Iron-Bloodeds, would be furious if they brought in a wife who could threaten the authority of their first wife.
I can’t let the iron-blooded worker, who should be Aga’s strong supporter because of me, become hostile to Aga. If I give up my greed, can’t everyone be happy?
“Are you caught up in customs too?”
But at my persuasion, Aga asked back as if he couldn’t understand.
“That level, wasn’t it just a family criterion?”
She was at a loss for words.
“I thought people from duke families were on the same level.”
That’s right. However, it is difficult to see the duke and the princess as equals.
“There was a case where both the first and second wives were daughters of counts.”
There is. Rather a lot. However, it would have been impossible if the second wife had been a count instead of the count’s daughter.
…No, is it really impossible?
‘It’s unprecedented.’
I quickly recalled my memories at Aga’s words.
Of course, there are many cases where young ladies of the same rank entered as wives side by side. So, if Princess Marghetta and I are considered to be from the same duke family regardless of title, we can say that they are of the same rank.
To deny this assumption, the holder of the title and a young lady must become the wife of one person… There has been no such precedent so far. What would a title holder lack to be one of many wives?
“…Isn’t it?”
“No, that’s right. Aga is right.”
He replied firmly to the baby who asked carefully.
Actually, it’s forced. This is too expedient an interpretation.
Still, it’s a content that can be claimed enough. It’s not breaking convention, but interpreting it differently is enough to try.
‘As expected, baby.’
A pioneer who created a road that no one thought of. A companion who found a way to accept me as his official wife.
I felt even more lovable for the already lovely baby.
***
The butler who manages Carl’s mansion. I followed the butler down the aisle.
I couldn’t hide my excitement and excitement every time I walked. The butler’s guide now was not a consideration for the guests, but a procedure for introducing the mansion to the future hostess, especially the first wife.
‘Excellent.’
Read at noblemtl.com
Looking at the back of the butler, I thought. I’ve felt it since last summer, but the servants of this mansion were really good.
Actually, I liked it from the moment I entered the mansion. It could have been embarrassing to see only guests come without the master knife, but this butler entertained perfectly.
The servants warmly welcomed us as we passed through the main gate. In particular, the look of the butler bowing respectfully in front of the guest seemed like he was treating a superior person beyond a guest.
I said it was okay to behave comfortably with no point in politeness, but the butler smiled lightly when he saw my ring and said,
“Even though my body lacks a lot, I am not blind.”
I heard that, but how could I hold back? After all, it’s so good that it’s because Carl is a carefully selected user.
“I’m a little nervous to attend the ladies who will be my mistresses.”
I added my words considering even Lady Louise and Lady Irina. These were words of consideration for the two young ladies who might feel left out.
There is also sense. That’s enough for Carl to trust and entrust the mansion.
“If the place you stayed last time wasn’t inconvenient, would it be all right if I took you there?”
“Of course.”
I arrived at the room where I was going to stay after being guided by the butler who made the guests happy from the start, and soon after unpacking, I heard a knock.
When asked to come in, the butler opened the door and lowered his head.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to introduce you to the mansion’s facilities.”
I nodded my head without hesitation. There’s no need to tell guests the details of the mansion’s facilities.
“Now, only the treasury is left.”
“Is that so? I’m looking forward to it.”
He responded gently to the butler’s words that broke his thoughts.
I have already circled around the mansion and only the last place remains. It’s a really spacious mansion, but the space that Carl actually uses isn’t much, so he was able to turn around in no time.
“Oh, unfortunately, it’s not enough compared to the Duke of Varenti.”
“Whoa. Varenti’s treasury has been around for 300 years, but this one was built by Carl in just a few years, right?”
I answered with a smile at the butler’s words of pride.
It’s not Krasius’s treasure chest, it’s a treasure chest located in Carl’s private mansion. If Varenti’s treasure chest was to be compared with such a treasure chest, it would not be an ordinary treasure chest.
The butler opened the door to the treasure chest with a deep smile.
‘Oh my God.’
As soon as I saw Carl’s treasure chest, I could sympathize with the butler’s pride.
Arms that unmanned swords will like, multi-colored jewels, colorful clothes and fabrics, and various other treasures.
It wasn’t a lot of quantity, but there was a lot of variety. And the quality of each one has never declined. It’s a small but cozy place.
“The spoils of the Great Subjugation War, gifts from the imperial family, and various rewards were piled up to create this treasure trove.”
Even the process of filling the treasure chest was unusual. A treasure obtained only through ability.
“That’s great.”
“The owner doesn’t pay attention, though.”
At the butler’s words, he smiled lightly.
That’s right. The sword must be so frugal. It’s to the extent that he walks around wearing only the inspector’s uniform.
‘There are so many good clothes.’
All kinds of formal clothes clustered on one side. I wouldn’t have a problem wearing any of them.
‘Huh?’
And when I reached the deepest part of the treasure chest, I found something very unexpected.
Usually, inside the treasure chest are things that the owner values most. For example, things left behind by the founder, or things like heirlooms.
‘What is it?’
But the things I saw before my eyes were too ordinary.
First of all, the shelves looked clean and luxurious. On the other hand, what was placed on top of it was a sword, a staff, a spear, a scripture, two crossed swords, a dagger, and a bow.
These are items of an unknown combination. Besides, it doesn’t even look like luxury. If it feels like a relic, Carl must have a hobby of collecting antiques.
“This is the owner’s favorite item.”
Read at noblemtl.com
Looking at the items in a daze, the butler said quietly. I wondered if it was misplaced, but it really is a treasure that Carl cherishes.
…Why?
“It would be better for the owner to explain these things to you, not me. That would have more meaning.”
As if he had read that, the butler added with a slight smile.
“Ah, that one too.”
When I turned my gaze to the place the butler was pointing at, a formidably unusual object was left unattended in the corner.
The Greatsword and the Scythe. This time, it was a combination that was difficult to understand, so my head was dizzy.
“…Isn’t the management a little negligent?”
“The owner told me to leave it alone.”
It was more dizzy.