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YSD. Chapter 15

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“Your Grace.”

Kael, who was looking up at the grey sky, turned his head at Daphne’s call.

“You were here beforehand.”

“Because I couldn’t sleep.”

In response, Kael scanned Daphne.

“Do you like your dress?”

“Yes. It’s warm and fits perfectly, so I really like it.”

Daphne smiled as she showed off her sleeves.

“By the way, Your Grace, how did you know my size?”

“Ah, that.”

“I helped!”

Someone popped out from behind Kael.

It was Leon, a brown-haired knight who ignited his passion to find Jane on the first day Daphne came.

Leon exclaimed confidently.

“Actually, my house is a sewing shop. So I helped with the skills I learned over the shoulder. My hobby is sewing, though.”

“Is it Milord’s hobby?”

Daphne’s eyes widened.

Leon boasted a large figure.

He was unrivaled even among the Bertrand knights, who were famous for their build, so she said that.

Such a man, with that size, picked up a small needle with that big hand.

You embroidered stitch by stitch?

Daphne’s mouth fell open in surprise.

“Pff.”

When she thought of Leon crumpling his big body and embroidering in a sunny place, she burst into laughter.

“Of course.”

When Daphne laughed, Leon laughed along.

“I made a living by sewing before I made a living with a sword. Isn’t my younger siblings’ tuition all from needlework?”

Leon said that he always carries a sewing kit around, and he took it out and showed it to her.

Oh my.

“I can’t believe it.”

Leon pouted his lips as if he was hurt.

“Really? Here, here.”

Leon pointed to the floral embroidery on the hem of Daphne’s dress.

“I put this. And this leaf embroidery here too.”

“Do you mean this lily embroidery?”

It was a really delicate embroidery, as if it had been placed by a machine.

“Yes, and I also made this lace?”

“Milord did?”

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She was really surprised this time.

The lace with roses on it was of no ordinary skill at a glance.

“Of course. I’m a high-quality manpower. I’ve been holding a needle since I was five years old.”

Having said that, Leon leaned down to come closer and winked.

‘What is this?’

Leon bent down as if to tell a secret story.

Maybe because he was so big, he didn’t look that small even if he bent down.

As Daphne took a step closer, Leon leaned down further to Daphne’s height and whispered.

“Actually, this is a secret. I haven’t embroidered since I was knighted. Oh, of course, I didn’t make the lace.”

Daphne naturally looked at Leon with a grim face because he was talking in a grim voice.

“But this time, His Grace said that it had to be made quickly, and he was so angry. He even gave me a vacation and urged me. Really… hngg!”

“Sir Leon?”

With a strange noise, Leon began to roll forward.

“Keuagg!!“

It happened to be a slightly inclined place, so the rolling speed accelerated.

“Tsk.”

When Wessler saw Leon like that, he lightly clicked his tongue.

Tok!

He lifted his foot and stopped Leon from rolling.

“Pl-please stop kindly, Captain.”

Leon protested, half bent over.

He didn’t care.

“You have to act kindly to be kind.”

Shaking his head, Wessler walked past Leon.

It didn’t seem to have happened once or twice, and both the rolled over Leon or the Wessler who stopped him looked familiar.

“Mi-Milady. What’s going on here?”

“I’m not sure.”

Confused, Daphne and Mariel blinked.

“Your Grace!”

Leon walked back to his place this time, shaking off the dirt and snow on his head.

“You’re so mean! You kicked me.”

“I didn’t kick you.”

Kael swerved and said.

“I just hit you with the scabbard.”

Leon stuck out his lips in protest, but Kael only rolled his eyes.

“Uh…”

A limp Leon returned to Daphne again.

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“Anyway, Milady. Please let me know if you feel uncomfortable while wearing it. As you may have already heard, His Grace and Mister Zegman’s seamster is my father.”

Daphne nodded.

“If my father is busy, my youngest brother will help with the mending.”

“Does your brother also do sewing?”

“Yes, I have four younger siblings, and they all help with housework. They’re all very good.”

Leon grinned.

“My youngest brother is especially outstanding. Both my father and I thought we were pretty good, but we are no match for him.”

While saying that, Leon’s face looked quite proud.

‘Wait, by any chance.’

“Sir Leon, do any of your younger siblings have a name or nickname ‘Eddie’?”

“Eddie?”

Leon shook his head at once.

“No, there isn’t.”

“I see.”

It’s not that easy to find either.

Daphne sighed.

“By the way, it’s an honor for you to be interested in my younger siblings! I have nothing to show you, but would you like to see my siblings’ portraits?”

Behind him, Wessler was shaking his head with a pale face.

‘No, Milady!’

He was desperately stopping it.

But it was too late.

“Look at this!”

Because Leon was taking out a series of portraits smaller than the palm of his hand from his body.

No, how did you put that in your clothes?

Is it magic?

“This is the second child in my family. She’s pretty because she doesn’t look like me, right? She has the best sewing skills. This is the third guy. Interested in making accessories. The fourth likes to make leather goods, and our youngest…”

Leon’s words, which seemed to never end, were suddenly cut off.

Leon’s gaze dropped.

“C-Come to think of it, I was holding on to you while you were busy. I’m sorry, Your Highness. Then I’ll go back to my position!”

Then he hid his butt and ran away quickly.

‘I know who is behind you.’

Daphne smiled and turned her head.

“Your Grace.”

As expected, Kael stood with a grimace.

His hand was on top of the scabbard.

Kael said with a sigh.

“You have to cut it off properly. Or he will only talk about his parents and younger siblings all day long.”

“But it wasn’t bad.”

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“Is that so?”

Daphne nodded.

“It’s fascinating.”

A fool of a younger brother who carries a family portrait on him and dies because his younger siblings are pretty.

She couldn’t believe that people like that really exist.

It was so fascinating.

“I’m sure people like Sir Leon will get together to eat at a big table when they get home, right?”

Thoughts popped out of her head.

Yeah, probably.

‘Every big family in a drama did that.’

They’ll sit around a large table and have a big meal.

They might say what happened today, what worries they have, things like that.

She didn’t like the silence, so she turned on the TV on purpose or talked to herself.

She shouldn’t have to.

‘Must be nice.’

She wondered if she lived like that when she was in the orphanage.

It was too old and she didn’t have a clear memory because she was really young at the time.

There was no point remembering after or before.

“It’s wonderful.”

Daphne said sincerely.

Kael continued to stare at Daphne, then suddenly spoke out.

“There is no need to be envious from now on.”

“What do you mean there is no need to be envious?”

Kael continued, holding Daphne’s hand so that she could comfortably get in the carriage.

His eyes were on Daphne.

“We are a family now, Wife.”

It was really low, but she certainly heard it.

As Daphne’s eyes became round, Kael’s eyes narrowed more and more.

His ears visible through the hair turned red, as if they were bursting.

Are you so embarrassed because you called me your wife?

The demon of the battlefield who cut down both people and monsters with a single sword?

Isn’t the difference between what she knew and what he is now too big?

‘I can’t laugh.’

Daphne pressed her lips together desperately.

“Yes, that’s right. We’re a family now.”

Daphne went on, deliberately arranging the sides of her mouth.

“Anyhow, I didn’t expect you to call me Wife. I thought you’d call me ‘Miss Daphne’.”

“…..!!”

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Kael raised his head at Daphne’s words.

That was manners!

His face said precisely that.

“That’s because my parents always call each other like that, so I assumed I should call you that too.”

The words were disconnected.

Yeah, yeah.

When Daphne nodded with an understanding look, Kael completely shut his mouth.

“Miss Daphne.”

It was a while after the carriage started that he opened his mouth again.

“Is it okay to call you Wife?”

His eyes narrowed, as if to tell her not to tease him.

“The place we are going today has nothing to see except that the scenery is a bit beautiful.”

There was a hint of unwillingness to go in his voice as he said that.

“But there are people I need to meet.”

Kael’s face darkened at Daphne’s words.

Although it was a humble wedding, four vassals attended.

‘The Bertrand Grand Duchy has had five vassals for generations.’

All five vassals had minor problems. The biggest problem, however, was Viscount Acmel, who left the castle.

It was because he was not feeling well, but Daphne knew the real situation.

He hated Kael.

On the contrary, Kael had been wholeheartedly following him, who had been like a biological uncle since he was a child.

‘We need to hurry up and capture him.’

If you go later, it will become a nuisance.

‘Winning over is the top priority.’

Because he was a man of great competence.

In addition, it was worth expecting absolute loyalty if he changed his mind.

But if it’s already too late to get her hands on it.

“Miss Daphne.”

She’ll take care of it.

She was going to hit him before she caught him.

“If you get motion sickness, do you want water?”

Daphne looked into Kael’s eyes and shook her head.

“No, I’m fine.”

Whatever it may be, Kael’s big troubles will be dealt with today.

That’s exceedingly perfect.

afterword

changed ‘sir zegman’ to ‘mister zegman’ bc the sir used for ‘sir leon/wessler’ is completely different and it just makes things more confusing… the honorific for both ‘miss daphne’ and ‘mister zegman’ are the same fyi (nim/님)

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