Decorative Wife

What should I do? ... I can't believe this is happening.

 The unaccustomed touch makes my cheeks turn red. I feel embarrassed, but strangely I don't feel any resistance.

'But then, why were you alone in that alleyway?'

 The man uttered a question as he walked along. It is not a place for a young lady like me to go.

I came here because I heard there was a witch who liked that ... boy.

The ... witch who likes boys?"

Yes," she said. I heard that if you take her medicine, you can fall in love with a little boy.

 He sounded doubtful, "Why do you ask for such a potion?" He asks. Unsure of what to do, I decided to be honest and tell him what was on my mind.

In fact, I have been raised as an heiress until now. But ... last time, my younger brother was born. But I was told that I didn't have to take over the family business anymore. He told me that all the hard work I had put into my studies was over."

... I see.

I hated my little brother. The actuality that you can't get a good deal more than a few of the best-selling books and magazines. I'm not sure what to do about it, but I'm not sure what to do about it. But I heard that a witch was selling a potion that would make the boy fall in love with her.

 On the way to the main street, he listens to me quietly. Somehow I had told him of my troubles and exposed my ugliness, even though he couldn't see my face.

'You are kind, aren't you?

'No, I'm not. I just wanted to like my brother.

'You don't have to force yourself. Just because we are family doesn't mean we can all like each other unconditionally. If you force yourself ... to do so, there will be repercussions somewhere down the line."

 When he said in a low, calm voice, 'You don't have to force yourself to like them anymore,' the thorns that had been stuck in my heart fell away.

It is as if a warmth is being transmitted to you, as if your back is being patted.

'You don't have to force yourself ...

'Oh, and it's not good to rely on witches. That is not the kind of being that helps people like that."

Is that so?"

I'm looking for witches too, but they pretend to help people, but their job is to deceive. You should be careful too.

 When he said that much, I didn't feel like looking for witches any more, and his words lightened my heart.

 When I get to the main street, I see Shena waiting near the carriage. When she spots me, she comes running up to me, out of breath.

She rushes up to me, out of breath!　Are you safe?"

 Shena finally finds me and lets out a sigh of relief. But then she sees the drawn look on the face of the man holding me up. She looked horrified, as if she had mistakenly thought she was being attacked.

'Shena, no!　This man saved me from a dangerous situation.

'Oh, my lady, ...

She is the one who protected me, the brave one. Don't look at me like that."

 I turned to him and gave him a soft smile, trying to reassure Shena.

'My offerings were rude, let me do something to thank you for saving me.'

 He gasped when he saw my smile right beside him. He gulps, his manly throat moving, and his voice is low.

That's not necessary.

But ...."

 I don't know what to do. I want to stay in his arms ..., but we are quickly approaching the carriage. Gee, the squire opens the door and he steps inside with his long legs and sits me down on the long chair.

 I hold the man's clothes and look up at him, who is about to walk right out.

'Um,... Oh, what's your name?

... no, from now on, don't get separated from your offerings."

'Well then!　Please wipe your sweat with this!"

 I took out a lovely peach-colored handkerchief from the bag I had left in the carriage.

I'm sorry, I only have this color!　I only have this color.

 I was too childish to give her such a peach-colored handkerchief. I was so embarrassed that I looked down at him, but he seemed not to mind and took it.　

Thank you, I'll just take this one then.

 He took the handkerchief and patted my head with his large hand. Then, like the wind, he got off the carriage and disappeared.

 I had dispelled a little of the black haze while he was holding me sideways, but it was only a distraction. I wanted to take more time and get rid of all the mists.

 But he was gone. I asked Shena who came into the carriage, but she said he left immediately.

I couldn't even tell him my name.

'You are right about that, young lady. I didn't want to have to tell the social world that I had been in danger like this.

 Shena was right, but I still wanted to thank her properly. I couldn't see his face, but he was a nice man with a strong sense of justice.

But ... he had such a frightening face, I thought he was trying to kidnap the young lady.

He said, "Well, did he look that frightening?　I couldn't tell through the haze.

That's ... it, that man had a very stern look on his face, really frightening.

I thought he was a very kind man. I thought he was a very gentle man. ... There was also a black haze over him, but he was very warm around the chest."

 Shena raised her eyebrows and let out a sigh, "My lady. He seems to be a very frightening looking person, and it makes me a little sad.

 I imagine his face in my mind as I ask Shena what he looks like, which I could not see. I wonder if he has a stern expression on his face, just like his strong body. According to Shena, he had a face that could be described as the leader of an evil group.

 --He's not that kind of person. He was so kind like that. ...

 He did not deny me when I asked him what was on my mind, and he spoke kind words to me. He told me that I didn't have to take it easy anymore, and I could finally put my feelings to rest.

 Having made it safely back to my residence townhouse in King's Landing, I reflected on the past and decided to prepare underwear for my little brother. I pick up the needle to embroider his name on it, since I haven't done anything sisterly for so long.

 But every time I think of him, I feel flustered and unable to get anything done.

 Sister Amife sees this and calls out to me.

Alicia, you've fallen in love, haven't you?

I'm in love with you!　That's not ... true."

 I was so embarrassed that I turned my head down, but when it comes to love, my sister is a seasoned pro. I'm not sure what to expect.

She says, "Listen, Alicia, love is a game. Love is a game, it's a battle for women!　I'm going to teach you a bedtime saying that I've compiled from my own experience.

Sis ...!"

 Then the training began. She taught me the sayings and I recited them to her. For me, it was exciting and eye opening.　

 But on the other hand, I don't even know the name of that person who helped me. But I knew I couldn't just keep sighing, so I went to the Royal Library to look him up, and soon I found the person I thought was him.

 From the dragon crest on his shoulder patch, his strong body, his distinctive military uniform, and his long black hair tied up in a single bun, I recognized him as Ludwig Barros, the Frontier Count.

 --His Excellency, Count Barusch: ...

 It was hard to believe that he was walking alone in King's Landing without any subordinates. But if he is so strong that he can subdue thugs with a single glare, he probably doesn't need a bodyguard.

 --He was a man above the clouds. ...

 The same aristocrat, but a viscountess, her status is not commensurate.

Even if I wanted to see him again, I would never have the chance. I wrote a thank-you note, but I couldn't send it because it would have been rude if I had made a mistake.

 The longer I was unable to see him, the more my faint feelings for the Count of Baruche grew in my heart. However, when I learned that he had sent me an offer of marriage, I gladly raised my hand.

 Once the marriage proposal was smoothly consummated, I could not help hoping that we would meet again.

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