Ferzen, who made Baron Roberon’s office in perfect symmetry, walked out into the hallway feeling the rushing heat.
Then, looking at the structure of the unfamiliar mansion, we entered the restaurant… …
“Where is Yuriel?”
Everyone is gathered, but only one.
After confirming that Yuriel was not there, he asked with a puzzled expression.
In this case, the number of people is odd, and it is difficult to balance the hands holding the spoon and knife while eating, so you will have to endure a lot of hard work.
“Chi, in the bedroom… … Oh, and a member of the legislature… … ”
The baron, baroness wife, and Euphemia also didn’t know exactly where Yuriel was, so I couldn’t answer them.
Laura did not do so, so he informs Ferzen about Yuriel’s situation and her whereabouts.
“Are you sick?”
“… … ”
To Ferzen’s question, Laura responded silently without answering, but Ferzen, who vaguely noticed what was going on with that alone, secretly looked at Euphemia.
And Euphemia, who smiled sadly at Ferzen’s gaze, nodded weakly.
Ferzen showing interest in Yuriel?
It wasn’t.
To be precise, even when he shows interest in sick people, the way he takes care of himself… … Inwardly, it is because I can implicitly feel how much I care and how greedy I have been.
I had promised myself that I would be a good wife for him.
After all, is he unable to become a vessel for that?
After all, as if he didn’t care about the baron and his wife, Ferzen, who left the dining room without asking for a single word of understanding, stepped into the bedroom where Yuriel was.
… … Since she’s not a woman who’s going to play tricks to get her attention, her steps naturally speed up.
smart.
After holding a breath and knocking, the first thing to greet him through the open door is the lawmaker who brought him to the North for Euphemia.
“Oh, come on.”
Leaving behind her as she bowed and bowed, Ferzen glanced at the condition of Yuriel lying on the bed.
“Tell me. How is Yuriel now?”
“You have a slight body aches due to accumulated fatigue. However, I was prescribed painkillers because I was having a bit of a hard time due to the mooncake season.”
“… … Is that all?”
“yes. You have no respect or anything like that.”
In response to the parliamentarian’s answer, which could take an hour off, Ferzen let out a light sigh and sent her out.
percussion.
After leaving the closed door behind, Ferzen approached Yuriel, and sat down on the bed and looked down at Yuriel, who was lying sickly.
… … What should I say to her?
Because Ferzen knew how much she wanted to get pregnant and how she longed for it.
The mouth never fell off.
That time will solve it, and that pregnancy is not something that goes well with one’s will.
It would have no meaning at all if I offered plain and obvious consolation.
In the first place, he wanted to tie Euphemia to his side.
In order to help Yuriel relieve her anxiety.
Pregnancy was viewed only as a means.
“Would you like to have a light meal? I will speak to the maid.”
“no… … ”
As she shook her head, Yuriel’s voice was filled with a slight sadness.
Thinking about it, Ferzen stretched out her hand, thinking that it had been a long time since the day she went to pick her up.
“There is still a lot of work. And so… … I don’t want a child right now.”
Ferzen’s voice echoes for a long time in my ear following the gentle brushing of her hair.
I have a lot of work to do, so if it’s true that I don’t want a child right away.
“why… … why… … ”
That woman is holding your child.
While crying just before crying, Yuriel looked up at Ferzen.
Of course, I knew.
Since entering the Lobelium Kingdom.
In earnest, he will have enemies.
A child to be protected will become a weakness and will limit their actions.
But considering that, she shouldn’t have had your children either.
“… … ”
Yes, Ferzen’s words were sincere.
Not even a single pretense existed.
However, the truth can only reach Yuriel through hypocrisy.
“I know it’s greed… … ”
“… … ”
“I know, I know… … I know I’m in a hurry… … ”
still.
read from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Me and your child I will embrace.I want you to be the heart you have to protect and hold onto your feet.
… … Also, since it is a concubine or a courtroom, there is no need for such a title.
I just wanted to be called your child’s mother.
tuk.
Tears that were crawling down slowly flowed down Yuriel’s cheeks.
Seeing this, Ferzen stopped her hand brushing her hair and didn’t say anything for a while, then lay down next to her and gently embraced her soft body.
“It hasn’t been half a year yet.”
“flaw… … ok… … !”
“My favorite books, my favorite foods, my favorite plays… … All interests are connected to you.”
But never sent it together.
so… …
“Why don’t we watch a play, read a book, and share our impressions together?”
In addition.
“Why don’t you spend the day eating delicious food?”
and.
“About the theory of elemental magic, let’s have a deep discussion that sometimes lasts all night.”
To be a mother of a child, and a father to a child.
I can hardly enjoy these.
Your husband, but still as your man.
read from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
My wife, but still as my wife.A couple, but as lovers.
How about enjoying the happiness that can be greedy for each other first?
Whispering sweetly in Yuriel’s ear, Ferzen gently patted her trembling back.
“flaw… … black… … Whoa!”
Then Yuriel, who buried her face in Ferzen’s chest and held onto the hem of his robe, burst into tears as if pouring out all the heartbreaking mourning.
Why is this wide, strong chest that accepts his foolishness so warm today.
Even though he had nowhere else to go, Yuriel, who was clinging to his arms like a child, constantly repeated one word to Ferzen.
“I like it, I like it… … I like you… … ”
It started with a sculpted heart.
If it is sincere, how can it be called an illusion?
“A lot of… … I like you… … ”
Ferzen von Schweig Ruerg.
“okay.”
read from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Me too.“you… … love.”
Yuriel Wayne Dana Ruerg.
* * * * *
“is that so.”
A faint smell of milk permeates the room.
Sitting alone in the bedroom, Euphemia looked out the window after hearing the general situation from the lawmaker.
Yuriel, who started the moonwalk.
To be honest, it was hard to turn away from the joy that was subtly filling me personally.
But if you look at her from a woman’s point of view, you may feel a little pity.
Compared to herself, she was the only woman who had everything she longed for.
Of course, it seemed funny that such a woman felt inferior to herself by feeling impatient with the order that time would take care of.
Even if she consumes the material of time, there is no way she can get what she has.
Euphemia, who had feelings for Yuriel, who she wanted to add to those who had that kind of thing, and felt compassion at the same time, laughed bitterly.
… … A woman in love becomes beautiful.
That was probably not wrong.
A woman in love becomes the ugliest and most filthy being in the world.
Shouldn’t it be even more beautiful to bloom to cover it up?
So it would be the best thing you could do at the moment to make sure that the thorns hidden in that way never pierce Ferzen.
* * * * *
First morning in the North.
When Yuriel opened her eyes, she felt the corners of her eyes swollen and smiled weakly without realizing it.
Then, carefully so as not to wake up Ferzen, who is sleeping next to him, he gets up and looks down at his face from a very close distance.
If I still closed my eyes and listened, I could hear his voice whispering that I love her.
… … Before being a couple, Ferzen said that we should have time as lovers first.
The words so romantic that it was hard to believe that they came from the mouth of this overbearing and blunt man, it tickled so much that Yuriel blushed.
It feels like the impatience of the past is just disappearing like the snow that melts in the coming spring.
I thought it would be nice to have a little more time in the future.
Yuriel was simply amazed to see that all the love she had been holding like a midsummer night’s dream disappeared with just one word of love.
No, it will never be nothing.
Because human beings, a mortal being who lacks something and lives somewhere lacking, is the only thing that has certainty in the continuation of the uncertainty of life.
It will only be the moment you realize that you are destined to die someday and that you love someone.
“I love you… … ”
Yuriel’s voice, chanting in a weak voice, contained a deep affection.
The morning wind from the northern part of the country feels very warm as it is today.