The Marquess's Amnesia

"Hey, and you're so pretty you're really surprised"

Mr. Alphonse, sitting in the usual chair I had prepared for him in his study and waiting for him, opened his mouth at the same time as his husband arrived.

My husband, aware that Master Alphonse was a friend I couldn't care less about even if I had amnesia, calmed down to the chair across the desk as he gave me a groan, "That's why I didn't like it".

I will check the steaming of the pre-prepared teapot tea leaves, pass the rich scent of stroking the tip of the nose, pour it into the teacup, and serve it to both of you.

"Liliana is my wife. Don't speak softly."

My husband stabs the nail at Master Alphonse as he receives his tea.

If my wife Elsa were here, she'd laugh with her nose. To her exclusive greed, Master Alphonse laughs happily with Kerakera.

"Don't be jealous after you grab Lily's heart."

My husband, who dared not sink into Master Alphonse's painful words, rammed into the desk. I'm basically on your husband's side, but I'm not going to follow up because I agree with Mr. Alphonse this time, because there's not much I can do on your husband's side about his wife.

Mr. Alphonse, who sank his husband to his desk, continues his words with grace and tea.

"I told you about Will, but Lily never asked me about Will."

Empty eyes narrowed down like a mean cat.

Successful shoulders reacted frighteningly, but my husband doesn't try to raise his face. Apparently, you noticed that yourself.

"Wouldn't it be shallower if you didn't know?"

I heard a groaning voice all the time, and Master Alphonse shook his shoulder, fuzzy and ridiculous.

Liliana doesn't want to know about her husband. That's from the time I've been married. I'm Elsa's husband, so I came back to the mansion on the day off, so I've been talking to my wife a few times, and Elsa and I sometimes had tea.

The wife has hardly ever asked me about her husband, who is just smiling at her quietly and holds a lot of information about her. What your wife has been asking about your husband is, "Are you all right?" or so, so on my way home, I was just sure to say, "Tell me that you live well and how grateful you are".

That hasn't changed since my husband lost his memory and started spending time with me.

I guess it's partly due to the fact that I don't remember, but even though I can respond to the fact that I know a lot about my husband's hobby if you still ask me or Elsa around, I've never had a wife ask.

"... when I went to see him the day I got permission to get out of bed, I... couldn't even give him the right to apologize"

to her slowly awake husband. Master Alphonse tipped his neck to encourage him to go ahead.

"A human being named me in Liliana is so devoid of shards that he can't even be amnesiac"

"That's what you left behind before you lost your memory."

Master Alphonse looks to his husband quietly.

Empty eyes have the power to swallow people, wrapped in harsh air as if it were a quiet sky at dawn. My lips, still smiling, seemed disproportionately horrified.

However, her husband did not distract bright blue eyes from fine dust and was facing Master Alphonse plainly.

"From the side, no man would be more selfish than me. He's the man who started loving his previously neglected wife for amnesia. The harsh wind from the servants is what I have to take."

"... even though it was you who left Lily's heart with such a big scratch that she unconsciously put a lid on it?

With his long legs reassembled, Master Alphonse repeated the question.

"If I'm the one who scratched you, there's no one else who can heal you. I want to make Liliana happy, and we want to be happy together. I feel like I could be her."

My husband, with his spine straight out for a moment, yes, I said it out. Lady Alphonse narrowed her eyes slightly as she stared into her husband's eyes and explored his belly, but when she loosened her expression all the time, she put a cup of tea in her mouth.

"Yes. Well, there's zero relationship between you and Liliana. Whatever you multiply by zero, it's zero."

"I hope so."

My husband ran out of great seriousness.

"As I said, my previous husband was deducted from existence, so I thought the starting point would be negative..."

Lady Alphonse laughed out loud when she blew out her mouth at my words. And I will point my finger at your husband.

"Haha! You're right! Looks like what I did was sweet! Will, you're negative!

"Then that's good! If you multiply it negative, it's a plus! I mean, I'm a plus!

Master Alphonse laughed more and more ridiculously when his husband peeled and answered. I couldn't accidentally see it either. The laughter broke away and I rushed to hide it, but I was stared at. Well, it doesn't hurt or itch where my husband stared at me.

"Why don't you guys take my side for a second!

"No way. I was on the side of a pretty girl."

"I'm on your wife's side because I don't want Elsa to hate me"

"Though you said that in the meantime, whoever would hate me if me and Liliana were hanging off a cliff would save me!

"Maybe in that case, Elsa will help your wife first, so I'll take the rest..."

"Don't call the Lord leftovers!

"I'm sorry to bother you."

"Excuse me there!

My husband slaps his fist on the desk and it drops. Master Alphonse is laughing as he rounds his back and says hi hi. Master Alphonse has a long laugh once he laughs out because he is a laughing superior.

What the heck, these guys stare at Master Alphonse while his husband complains about bumps, but I heard Concon and Knock.

"Sir, your wife's dress has arrived, so we'd like you to confirm it."

What I heard was Lord Arthur's voice.

"Okay! I'm coming!"

My husband, who shined his face all the time, quickly fixes the mood he was in and leaves the room snuggly. I have no more eyes for me or for Master Alphonse.

I dropped that back off and closed the door open.

"Uh, I laughed, I laughed"

Gradually, Master Alphonse returned from the brink of laughter.

Lady Alphonse wipes her fingers with the tears she has gathered in her eyes and re-sits them in her chair. We recommend replacing the tea and pour the tea into the cup.

"Even if you don't remember, it doesn't really change what people are all about."

Master Alphonse said he was smudged. I agreed that you were right and cleared the teacup that my husband left behind.

My husband and Master Alphonse are childhood friendlies and best friends. I was basically beside my husband, so many fears and Alphonse recognized me as a friend. I can't say it publicly either, but I enjoy putting my husband together with Master Alphonse the most.

"... Will must be too kind. 'Cause I'm not the kind of person who gets cut off as refreshingly as me or Freddy."

I will always smile bitterly and raise my face to the whining words.

"You betrayed Will in the worst possible way, and I really thought I should kill him, but Will didn't. That's when I thought, when I became king, the main point of this country's protection was William Lutherford."

Tell him like nothing, and Master Alphonse will put his mouth on the cup.

I remembered that time and lay my eyes down.

'Cause I didn't see you,' cause I missed you, 'cause you didn't buy me anything.

My husband never once blamed a courtier dressed in a child of a stranger man who spread his excuses selflessly. I don't know, if I cursed you over there, later, I wouldn't have dragged you so far.

Her parents, the Marquis, were sitting on the floor with a bloody face. Your husband's parents were sitting side by side on the couch, but their uncovered anger was turning the air into something sharp.

But at that time, nothing was more mad than my husband, Master Alphonse.

"Would you be prepared to atone with the life of a clan romantic party more than you fooled my friend and smeared mud on the face of my king?

Master Alphonse said away in a cold, bottom-cold voice.

Since her husband's engagement was prompted by Alphonse's father, that is, the current king introducing her to the then Marquis, her husband's father, she painted mud on the face of no other king of Clarision. Marriage between nobles is an important link between home and home and rarely has a strong political connotation. The lady snuggled up and applied mud to the face of her parents, both to King Clarision and to the Springfield climate.

But the husband took the hand of the lady, who realized the seriousness of the matter gradually, and let her hold the amulet she had given her husband in her thin hand.

The young lady was just blubbering her face in a small sachet after being stained with blood.

'There is no doubt that what you did was an act that trampled upon the king's thoughts. But...'

Her husband's blue eyes were pointed at her tummy, which began to plump.

"There is no sin in a born baby"

No one could say no to a quietly zeroed word.

"I saw in the war that people's lives were taken so carelessly that I didn't want to. Likewise, I took my life for my country, for my king. It is also true that our country lost many lives in victory. In the shadow of those who rejoice in victory, those who mourn their families, friends and lovers cry and cry. Your sins are nothing but your atonement... but this belly child has no sin whatsoever. I don't want to take innocent lives. '

So I cut the words, and my husband looked back at Master Alphonse.

"Your Highness. I have nothing to do with not being able to connect her heart. Retain it to me and her if you want to punish me, please… give my beloved people, please, a warmth that will take charge of our country in the future decades away '

A young lady collapsed next to her husband, who bowed his head deeply and begged for forgiveness.

Master Alphonse seeped remorse and spiciness into his empty eyes, just quietly nodded.

In the end, the lady became a civilian with the return of her title and territory, and her parents, with His Majesty's grace, made the lady a distant merchant. And his husband declined the Duke position he was to be given because he had the work he deserved, and the Springfield sign gave the title to his son, punishing him for going down to the territory with his wife.

On the face of it, the warrant was considered to be ill and dead, and the apparent reason was that the warrant, whose only daughter was the return of the warrant's parents to the title, died and could not be succeeded.

"I felt like I knew the true meaning of the word forgive for the first time back then."

I'm sure you imagined the same scene. I kind of figured out what that word meant.

"... but then I think we should have taken care of your wife."

Well, Mr. Alphonse smiled bitterly over his shoulder.

"There's nothing more pathetic than dragging such a young lady around forever. There's more to the heckle. That's why Elsa is more alert than she needs. Elsa has more admiration and respect for her husband than I do, so you'll regret it."

My wife spits poison in her mouth but respects her husband. That's why the pitiful husband who was leaving his wife alone is unacceptable.

"Elsa's not being honest.... By the way, Will's father and mother haven't come back yet?

I will open my mouth to Alphonse. [M]

"I can't come to the king's capital any more than I have trampled on His Majesty's feelings," he said.

"I'm serious. I don't care what you think. You can say it's over there."

Master Alphonse blurred with bitter laughter.

"So you don't even know about Lily?

"Arthur sent out a letter, so you know we're married, but we haven't been rewarded with the details. If I rewarded you with jewellery, it could have damaged the corner, the health of your invigorated Grand Mistress again. And your wife... because she often fell ill and fell asleep for six months after being married."

Your husband's mother was so shockingly ill that she lay on the floor for a long time.

"Lily, you look delicate."

"I know you're telling me not to call my Liliana Lily."

Looking back at the voice I heard, my husband came back. Master Arthur disappeared beyond the door where he would close his grace.

"How was the dress?

"It was wonderful. I regret it wasn't an order, but it was still a great job because it gave me a lot of accommodation. You're definitely going to bring out Liliana's pity!

My husband sat at the desk again, saying it like a shaggy child.

"Tonight, I asked her to dinner in her room. I mean, get the job done. I have to take a shower and get myself together. So let's get this over with, Al."

"Yes, sir. All right, division leader."

Shards and laughter, Master Alphonse stood up, rounded out of his nostrils and gave him a single, ribbon hung letter and envelope, which he took out and gave to his husband. The husband frowned by checking the contents of the letter and looked inside the envelope for an even more dangerous face.

"... did you still eat this one?"

Sounds like it.

The letter that was spread out to the desk was like a map, not a letter, no, some kind of building and a thought plan. Was the envelope a letter? My husband glanced at it until the end and it went to the drawer.

"Well, that's what I assumed. But you got this plan a lot."

"It's for the beloved division chief, I worked hard. So for the reward, I'll follow you to the orphanage tomorrow."

If your husband looks disgusted, Master Alphonse seems to enjoy it as much as he does. I enjoy it, too.

"... Never interrupt."

"I can never promise, but I will do good."

My husband glanced at Kieran and Shining Master Alphonse with a grand smile. It's a real pleasure.

I blocked my open mouth husband's words to complain, and I pinch my mouth because I'm sweet.

"Sir, if you don't get your job done really quickly, you won't make it to dinner with your wife."

In my words, my husband spoke to Master Alphonse when he looked remorsefully and began to work seriously. Master Alphonse is a very serious person if it comes to your work too, so I was kind of relieved by the way the two of you looked the same as before while I gently supported the two of you in getting the job done without delay.