Chapter 14. Towards the destination (1)
Her hair glistened in the sunlight coming through the window.
However, in Ludwig’s eyes, the light seemed faded more than usual.
The lower eyelids were swollen, and above all, the already white skin had lost its blood color and was pale.
“Ludwig, did you cry by any chance?”
“Yes? Oh, that’s… … .”
Ludwig, who was examining her appearance, touched his face in bewilderment at the sudden question.
It seems that there are still traces of flowing tears. Besides, the area under the eyes was still quite moist.
It was ambiguous to make an excuse, so I hurriedly wiped away the tears and pretended it was nothing.
Fortunately, she didn’t try to dig in anymore, and lifted herself weakly with a smile.
Like a willow branch swaying in a strong northwest wind, it looks like it could break at any moment.
For an instant, wrinkles appeared between Ludwig’s forehead and then disappeared.
“Emilia, don’t get up and sit down for a while. Then it collapses.”
In the days that followed, although Ludwig had been by his side, he had improved a little, but his body and mind had not yet recovered.
Worried about this, Ludwig expressed his concerns, but she still only shook her head with a pale smile.
“it’s okay. It’s mealtime soon, so let’s go out together.”
“… … .”
It didn’t seem like a very good option.
In the first place, Emilia had noticeably reduced the amount of food she ate recently. Probably because of the lack of appetite.
What’s the point of taking her to a restaurant?
At least, it would be better to have a snack with a light snack… … .
‘ah.’
Yogi.
Ludwig hurriedly put on his clothes at the thought that came to his mind, grabbed the necessary items, and got up from his seat.
When Emilia tilted her head at his sudden agility, he smiled as if asking him to stay.
Ludwig, with only the front button fastened a little, approached Emilia in rather modest clothes, knelt down on one knee, and sat down with his back exposed.
What it meant could be understood without words.
Emilia’s cheeks instantly heated up red, and her hands waved in the air as she didn’t know what to do.
Even when you’re sick, you’re still cute.
Ludwig motionlessly nodded at the bewildered woman and asked her to climb up quickly.
“I’ve seen everything I can’t see, but I didn’t know that I’d be ashamed to be on my back now.”
“That, that and this are different… … !”
It didn’t matter if we kissed each other only when the two of us were together, or even if we had more passionate skinship.
But now that he can clearly see what he will do with him on his back, how can he not be ashamed of this?
“Is there anything else? I don’t know.”
Whether he really didn’t know or not, even if there wasn’t a lump on top of his head, he could tell enough.
I’m still in a state of disarray, but you’re trying to make fun of yourself.
Even in the midst of this, I felt more like an idiot.
“Ludwig did it in a strange place… … !”
“I take it as a compliment.”
Whoops.
Ludwig lifted her up and rose from his seat, exhaling lightly.
I had worn it once before, but somehow it felt lighter than before.
Even if I didn’t eat properly in Amman, there’s no way I missed it in a few days… It is probably a counter-evidence that the mental illness has been going on for quite a long time.
Even so, thanks to Emilia carrying her on her back without rebelling, she was able to achieve the desired result.
Her attire was a bit on the light side, but it wasn’t to the extent that she couldn’t take her outside.
All I have to do now is
“Are you really going to leave like this?”
“Because that’s what I did.”
“It’s embarrassing… … .”
be ashamed
Well, with the exception of her parents, she might feel that way even more because she only shows a tidy appearance in front of the servants.
Even so, it wasn’t something Ludwig knew.
“Oh, Gritta. Good morning.”
“… … !”
On the way, Ludwig greeted the person he met in the hallway.
Grita, who was just about to wake them up, opened her eyes with a clear look of bewilderment uncharacteristically for her.
Ludwig almost laughed at the rare scene, but he managed to hold it in.
“Yeah? Oh Joe, good morning. young master. But the person behind you… … ?”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“Yeah, that’s it too. Are you going straight to the restaurant?”
I wondered how the Bayemurn couple would react if they went to a restaurant like that.
When Grita asked in a voice mixed with half anxiety and half anticipation, Ludwig shook his head while raising one corner of his mouth.
That would be fun as it is, but it wasn’t what I was going to do from now on.
“Can I borrow the kitchen now?”
“Yes, of course you can. Meal preparations are about to be finished, and the guests are all gone.”
He had heard from Emilia that Ludwig was also quite good at cooking.
I heard, albeit belatedly, that Ludwig served homemade food to the Bayemurn couple while she was on vacation.
But when you have ready-made food, why bother making it yourself?
“That’s enough. I will be alone with Emilia, so can Grita take a break?”
“I will do as you command.”
If someone else had said it, it would have been worth nothing, but if the other person was the owner’s fiancé, it would be a different story.
Not even just a fiancé, but a man whose marriage was decided in reality.
Grita bowed her head, bowed politely, and quietly disappeared to the other side.
“I’m gone. Emilia, are you okay?”
“… I feel ashamed of myself, and I feel like dying.”
“It is proof that you are healthy. Fortunately, the.”
If you feel ashamed, it means that you are still full of life.
As Ludwig, smiling contentedly, moved briskly, Emilia buried her face in his back and enjoyed the low heartbeat.
Be it now.
It was awkward to see him looking bright enough to feel exaggerated today, but I thought it would be better than making a depressed expression for no reason because of myself.
On the one hand, I had to be careful not to disturb the firm resolution I made last morning.
Let’s say it today no matter what the result is.
Even if I couldn’t feel this warmth for another day, I couldn’t deceive this man anymore.
“Emilia.”
“N-yes?”
“What are you so surprised about? I was going to ask if there was anything you would like to eat.’
“Nothing… It’s okay if Ludwig makes something comfortable for you.”
Although I hated the fact that I had to bother him more for a day, on the other hand, I was happy that I could be more childish to him.
I’m going to eat everything for breakfast today no matter what.
Even if there is a pile of dirt on top of the bowl, it will be swallowed up.
“Then how about the quiche we ate before?”
“like. Anything Ludwig does is delicious.”
“hahahaha, that’s nice. Don’t worry, I will do more in the future.”
‘from now on’.
Why does that one word hurt her heart so much?
Could you have said that if you had heard my story last night and greeted the morning.
Effortlessly clearing out the negative thoughts in her head, Emilia bit her lip.
What are you thinking about doing now?
There was a time when I was determined to enjoy this happiness, at least until I told him the truth.
When he realized that he had become so weak, a feeling of self-contempt bubbled up in his chest.
“… Milia? Emilia?”
“Yeah? Oh, I’m sorry. Ludwig.”
While she was fighting with herself, she woke up to her sweet voice tickling her ears, and saw that she had arrived in the kitchen before she knew it.
The more things he loses his mind, the more things that annoy him naturally.
I hated myself, who seemed to be becoming a more and more troublesome woman.
“It’s okay, so sit down and wait. I will make it delicious.”
“I look forward to it, Ludwig.”
He took out the chair himself and quickly went to the corner of the kitchen to pick up the ingredients he needed.
The first time I used it, I was quite lost, but now I had a good idea of where the necessary spices and utensils were located.
His hand movements were very skillful.
Even Emilia, who doesn’t know much about cooking, could tell at a glance that she was good at it.
In particular, the lines of the hands revealed when slicing or slicing vegetables were thin and alluring, so watching them would inadvertently take away one’s mind.
‘Good smell.’
The savory smell of baking the pie dough and the smell of various vegetables stir-fried in olive oil combined with each other stimulated the appetite.
Not long after, Ludwig finished the food, finished arranging it beautifully on a plate, and brought it to the table.
He cut the quiche into bite-size pieces, placed them on a plate in front of her, and sat across from her.
“If you eat it all, there is also a gift, so look forward to it.”
“You’re not that young, are you?”
“Looks like a child to me. If I can’t see you, I’m always busy crying.”
“… huh.”
It’s not wrong, but Emilia puffed out her cheeks at his snarky tone today and took a bite of the quiche.
why is he not eating Was it because I had no appetite? What is the gift that will be given if you clear all these quiches?
There were many questions, but the first priority was to finish the meal.
Emilia continues to fork without even having a conversation with him.
Even though they made it quite small, it took only a moment for the quiche, which was too many to eat all for breakfast, to run out.
“Are you eating well? I must have been very hungry.”
“I’m just curious about the present.”
“It’s difficult to inflate expectations too much. I don’t know if it will suit Emilia’s taste.”
“Hey, let’s see.”
Emilia had never said that she liked her gift in front of him, but she was determined to judge with strict standards today.
Eventually, when the quiche disappeared neatly on the plate and Emilia satisfactorily put the fork down, Ludwig, sincerely admiring it, clapped briefly.
Even if it was her when she had a great appetite, it would have been difficult to guarantee a victory.
After all, people have to have a goal to be motivated.
“So what is the present?”
Emilia asked curtly with her lips poking out.
He was busy harassing me all day, and even if today was the last day, he had to take revenge.
She hesitated at his request to close her eyes for a moment, but then closed her eyes obediently.
No matter what she did, she was still a woman who did well with her lover’s requests.
“Now, can you open your eyes? Emilia.”
“Ah, what a present… they say… … ?”
When she opened her eyes, a small box appeared in front of her.
Inside was a beautiful ring the color of her hair.
Emilia’s eyes widened, and she was busy staring at Ludwig’s face and the ring in front of her, lost for words.
Ludwig smiled at the satisfied response and spoke of what he had to say to her today.
“I’m sorry to say this while being in a position to receive a present, Emilia.”
At most, you can’t buy her existence with a ring like this.
This was an unfair deal no matter who saw it.
But what can I do? Ludwig just had to have her somehow, whether it was an unfair deal or an unequal treaty. Because that was his ultimate goal.
“If possible, would you like to give me the one-time gift of you?”
The words she’d been waiting for all along, but thought she shouldn’t.
Coincidentally, on the morning of the day she promised the last time, she heard it through his mouth.