Chapter 13. Discomfort (4)
A smile did not stop on Stefan’s lips when he heard the news of a close friend in a distant place after a long time.
Contrary to the expression of only passing ties on the battlefield, it seems that he had a considerable connection with Fendrick.
Thanks to that, Ludwig, who told the story, felt proud.
“Come to think of it, I must have been to Astepor for the first time. How was it?”
“It seemed like a sacred place. I wondered if it was a place I could step into.”
“Whoops, that’s right. I haven’t gotten used to it yet.”
Yulia, who had a part to sympathize with, took a sip of black tea with a laugh.
For her, who enjoys a free and comfortable atmosphere, the quiet and calm air of Astepor did not suit her.
So, deep down, I thought that Ludwig would express similar sentiments, but it was as expected.
“Come to think of it, I don’t know if you heard the story from Sir Carol.”
“I haven’t heard anything else. No matter what… … ?”
Ludwig’s head tilted to the right at the sudden words.
If there was an urgent matter, he would have sent a letter in time for his arrival in Alteon.
It doesn’t seem like you need to worry too much, but I’m worried for no reason.
“It’s nothing. I sent a letter from this side asking if we would like to set a date for the ceremony, but he said he would give an answer after discussing it with you.”
“Kuhup!”
Coke. Coke.
Won.
Yulia raised her voice as she saw him struggling to get the black tea out of his lungs.
“honey! It’s never too late to tell the story slowly. What are you trying to do by frightening a child who is going to be tired?”
“Hmm, I’m sorry. I didn’t expect you to be so surprised… … .”
Stefan was a typical samurai man.
As the head of a family, he restrains himself as much as possible, but his basic personality means that he is more inclined to pay his duties quickly and get things done quickly.
So, I wanted to bring up the story while the person in question came, but I thought it would work as a handshake.
He had no face to see his wife and prospective son-in-law.
“Brother, here’s a handkerchief.”
“Oh, thank you. Gritta.”
It was awkward to be helped by a lady-in-waiting other than Paula, but she was thankful for everything.
Ludwig expresses gratitude and cleans his mouth with the handkerchief he received.
Yulia, who had been watching him with a worried face, glared at Stefan sharply once.
‘Why do you seem to be worried about the pillow hair lawsuit already?’
It was a little unfair, but Stefan kept his mouth shut without saying anything because he had committed a sin.
“I don’t think I said it with bad intentions either. So don’t be in too much of a hurry.”
“Hey, is there any way? I was just thinking about it, so please don’t worry about it.”
“so? It’s good news to hear.”
A flower that quickly bloomed landed on Yulia’s face.
Although I had asked Ludwig about his intentions before and heard positive answers, I was worried that he might have changed his mind in the meantime.
Meanwhile, Stefan, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, exclaimed and turned his body to look at him.
It’s a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of Still, it was to lay the groundwork.
“If you were to raise a ceremony, in what direction would you like it to proceed?”
“Are you asking if Daryl will come in as your son-in-law?”
“right.”
It was a problem that Ludwig also pondered to some extent.
Although it is a known fact in this world that a woman enters a man’s family at the time of marriage, if there is a significant difference in status or authority between families, there are many cases in which she will be welcomed as a son-in-law.
In that respect, the Bayern family and the Eifretz family had a very strange relationship.
On the surface, they claim the title of the same county, but the Bayemurn family is one of the five most powerful families in the country.
On the other hand, the Eifretz family is a venerable family that can assert some power in the provinces, but it does not reach the Bayern family.
‘Is it a ghostly marriage?’
Gwicheon marriage refers to a marriage between two families whose powers differ greatly even among the same aristocrats.
At least in this world, I don’t suffer from irrationality because of that, but in the end, there are many cases where I don’t get a good look.
It would be the same whether he entered the Bayemurn family as Daryl’s son-in-law, or whether Emilia entered the Eifretz family as a daughter-in-law.
“I don’t mean to give an answer right away. We have prepared countermeasures in case of emergency, so don’t worry too much.”
“Yes, Sir Stefan.”
The word that Stefan, not anyone else, had come up with a countermeasure was more believable than anything else.
When Ludwig smiled in relief and bowed his head in gratitude, Stefan’s expression changed subtly.
It’s a feeling that’s neither pleasant nor dissatisfying.
Did I say something wrong? A question mark floated above Ludwig’s head.
“Come on, since we talked about it. Hasn’t it passed the time to become overly formal? I wonder if there’s a more appropriate title now.”
“… ah.”
Only then did Ludwig realize what Stefan was trying to say.
Looking at the complexion of Yulia, who was sitting next to him, it seemed that she pretended otherwise and waited for an answer in her heart.
For some reason, the tension rose even more than when talking about the wedding ceremony.
“Then, can I call you father-in-law and mother-in-law from now on?”
“It’s good. very good. How are you?”
“All right.”
Ludwig felt somewhat embarrassed and unconsciously scratched his cheek.
I thought it was a title that I would have to call someday, but I felt sorry for changing it because I was stabbed in the side.
Perhaps the Bayemurn couple had been waiting for them to be called this way.
“Let’s put aside the heavy talk for a while and have a chat. A good picture came in a while ago, and you don’t know how much I wanted to show it to you.”
“I wonder how much it is enough for Mrs. Julia to praise it because it’s a good painting.”
Is it the work of a fairly famous artist?
I wasn’t the type to take pride in having an eye for looking at paintings, but it was very enjoyable to share my thoughts with others. Among them, I prefer to listen to other people’s stories.
In that respect, Yulia was not only a good mother-in-law, but also a good friend to share her hobbies with.
Unexpectedly, she was a woman with a childlike side, and she was a busy person who was excited and chatted whenever a good impression came to her mind.
“Write it, isn’t it?”
As I was tilting my teacup, looking forward to seeing what kind of journal it would be, Yulia made a deliberately stern expression.
A short sigh escaped Ludwig’s mouth as he looked back on his actions, wondering what he had done wrong.
I made a mistake because I wasn’t accustomed to it yet.
“Excuse me, mother-in-law.”
“I like quick-witted sons-in-law.”
Yulia, who was quickly released, called Dana who was standing outside the door with a satisfied smile.
“Did you call, my master?”
“Take a courtesy picture and hang it here. It’s been a long time, so I want to enjoy it with my son-in-law.”
“I will do as you command.”
Dana bowed her head and left the drawing room again.
You don’t have to bring the painting all the way here, you can go to the place where the painting is displayed and look at it.
It must have been that he was considerate of himself, who had accumulated travel addiction.
Ludwig felt sorry for the servants who were suffering, but decided to accept the favor this time.
“Then I will try to get up first. Don’t hold on too much to someone you’ll be tired of too.”
“Don’t worry. I’m only going to talk lightly until luncheon.”
Yulia answered bluntly with her mouth sticking out.
As the attitude of ‘I know even if you don’t have to tell me’ was clearly revealed, Ludwig, who was watching this, barely had to hold back the laughter that almost burst out.
‘The mother and daughter look exactly alike.’
Emilia had the same face when she pouted.
The only difference would be in the attitudes of Stefan and Ludwig towards this.
“I don’t know if I’ll forget about mealtime after saying that.”
“Noisy! I will have a serious talk with my son-in-law, so hurry up and go see an official business!”
“Oops, my side is so cold that I can’t stay longer.”
Uncharacteristically, Stefan pretends to tremble and leaves the drawing room after endangering Yulia.
Soon after the room became quiet, the painting arrived, and Ludwig became the mother-in-law’s talk partner for a while.
* * * * * * *
The conversation with Yulia took longer than expected.
Thinking that Emilia might be awake by now, Ludwig hurried his steps towards the room.
There was no need to be in a hurry, but for some reason the speed at which the two legs crossed continued to increase.
smart.
If she had woken up, it could have been in the middle of a change of clothes or in an unexpected situation.
I knocked on the door of my room first, thinking that I might not know.
“Emilia, are you awake?”
– … … .
No answer comes back.
Are you still sleeping?
It is unknown because there is no precedent, but it seems that the burden on the body was considerable because it was like accepting the existence of a goddess.
‘Should I bring some tea?’
Even if I wake up when I wake up, I think it would be better to give them hot tea.
Grita borrowed it from Yulia for a while, so now it was time for her to move on her own two feet.
rattle!
It was just as Ludwig was about to move.
The door to the room he had knocked on a moment ago opened with a rough sound, and something platinum colored struck him from within.
Ludwig collapsed because he couldn’t keep his balance.
Riding on top of it was Emilia, who was expected to be asleep.
With both shoulders trembling, without saying anything.
“Emilia?”
“Rood, behe… Ludwig… … !”
As I cautiously put her name into my mouth, only then did a voice burst out.
It was.
It’s not that I’ve been consistent with silence.
was crying
As if from a nightmare, she shivered like an aspen tree, and she was held in Ludwig’s arms for a long time.