The Marquess's Amnesia

Set aside for a little while, Elsa brought me some tea. It was a fragrant Assam tea and a small eye pound cake was available for tea treats.

"Again, I am Gawayne Creacion-Zafawee, Duke of Hooksberger"

"My name is Liliana Alwin-Luterford, wife of the Marquis of Springfield"

We'll greet each other again, as you know.

After finding out that the fallen gentleman was the Duke, I taught Mr. Arthur again, about the Duke. He's a very good man and the chief diplomat of this country. He's a cutter and tough on men and his work colleagues, but he's a long-time popular because he's female friendly in the social world. But he loved his wife deeply, who had died in about five years, and Mr. Arthur said he hadn't heard much floating talk since he married his wife. Is it a floating story? When I asked Elsa, she told me she was "adorable" and she wouldn't tell me.

"... Marquise, it was really helpful the other day. Thank you again."

"Yes, no... because I am at your side"

"No, it was light thanks to you noticing as soon as possible. Thank you, ladies."

I was thankful and bowed my head in the way Elsa and Ariana feared.

"A little bit of intense business. I don't want to get old, but it's not what it used to be."

"But I'm relieved to see the color of your face today."

Tired is still hidden, but compared to that bright blue complexion the other day, there is as much difference between heaven and earth.

"Oh, the people at home are mad at me, too. I'm off work, too. Speaking of which, I got some cookies, but maybe that one's for Madame?

"... Yes. Children in orphanages rejoice, so they occasionally make sweets. I'm no match for the real people, and I'm sorry it's amateur, but it's in the form of a push."

"No, no, it was delicious. Hey, James."

"Yes, I also received about two of them for my husband's favor, but they were very delicious"

I know it's flattering, but I'm still not used to being complimented.

The shoulder of the butler in the back seems to be named Mr. James.

"That's when Madame would have hit me with a wet handkerchief, wouldn't she? That's all you need to be comfortable with. But I borrowed a handkerchief, so I wanted to give it back."

When the Duke looked back at Mr. James, he was given a small, thin, square box of pink, and the Duke offered it to me when he received it.

"Sorry I'm late."

"No, thank you for taking the time. I'm glad it was your favorite handkerchief."

I honestly got it. Make sure, he said, untie the ribbon and open the box, and that was the handkerchief I had in the Duke's sight that day. I'll try to spread it out, but I don't have a spot or a wrinkle.

"Please make it very beautiful and thank you"

"It doesn't seem to be compromised, above all. By the way, did your wife embroider that handkerchief?

"Yes. It was my only hobby..."

This handkerchief pink rose embroidery is thoughtful because I came to marry the Marquis and got that sewing box and it was the first one I stabbed.

The Duke looked back at Mr. James again when he muttered, still yes. Mr. James now took the square red box out of nowhere and gave it to the Duke. The Duke puts it on the table again and offers it to me.

"Ask our maids, it's the baked treat at the store that says it's the most popular in the city. In the meantime, I prepared a thank you for your help. Her Royal Highness told me she likes sweets."

"Yes, no, no... I was just beside you, nothing like being told I helped..."

As I hurried down the side of my neck, the Duke smiled gently for some reason and pushed the box forward.

"You are truly... a very modest, humble and kind woman. You deserve a clean, white Marquis Springfield wife."

Suddenly they said that and I got stuck in words with happy, proud, embarrassing things. I didn't think it would be such a pleasure to know it was a social dictionary that you could tell someone other than your own that Master William deserved it.

"And the sweets are actually... bribes, but..."

The Duke said with hesitation somewhere. To the slightly noisy word of bribery, I leaned my neck against Elsa. For some reason, the Duke is twitching somewhere for noisy words. It might be better to be illuminated rather than anxious or nervous.

"Why don't you just open it?"

That's what they told me. I took the ribbon off and lifted the lid.

Inside, chocolate was hung, containing balm couches decorated with dried fruit and candy craftsmanship. It was on the edge of my sight that Mr. Ariana flashed her face and I cheered and laughed. Ariana loves sweets many times as much as I do.

"I want you to lift that sweet too because it's bundled"

"Well."

Lifting the part of the balm couch that was in it as they told it, you can't tell from the outside, but it was at the bottom of the lift. There was an embroidered thread packed with blue, white and dark green drawing gradients. Gently place the balm couch next to it and lift the embroidered thread inside. I realized it was always the same embroidered yarn I use for the little butterfly paintings that were written on the paper tying the yarn in the middle.

"Normally they seem to be hiding gifts for their wives and lovers... I tried to hide bribes"

"What, is it a bribe?

To my inquiry, the Duke took a single stall out of just a box with no decoration whatsoever offered by Master James. The pale pale water color also looks white, but depending on the angle it was a beautiful stall that also looked a little darker pale. of the square. I guess that's what you fold into a triangle and use.

But unfortunately, there was a thin smudge spreading that zeroed tea or something right in the middle when I triangled it.

"This is the stall my wife usually used to weave her feathers... after she was gone, I used it in my study as a kneecap, but I carelessly zeroed my tea. The maids tried their best, but this street didn't disappear completely... I gave it to her originally, but she used it until the end of the day, and I'm really sorry."

The Duke looked lonely about it, spreading it on his lap, and stroked his eyes down pitifully.

"... I want you to do an embroidery to hide these stains"

"To me, is it?

I don't care what you think from this situation, but for once, when asked for confirmation, the Duke nodded, oh.

When I slowly got my hands on my nose, I took out a piece of paper that looked like it had been torn from something, placed on a table. It depicted a blue flower bordered by five small round petals. A man's hand holds a bouquet of flowers blooming with lots of little blue flowers like Cedric's nails.

"This was in the letter Istasha addressed to me at the end. I couldn't seem to write any more letters, and this is all I had in my envelope. So I don't know what flower this is or what book I chopped it from... if I could, could you motif this flower and embroider it on this. I want this flower to be the main thing, not what this painting says."

"Here's a copy of the painting."

Mr. James gave Elsa the paper and Elsa gave it to me. The exact same painting as that of the Duke was painted there.

Good. I hissed to see if you would keep the important thing of your last letter from your wife.

"... but are you sure it's me? I think there are a lot of needles with better arms than me..."

The Duke slowly shook his head to the side.

"Oh. You've helped me, sweetheart. You're good"

The scissor-colored eyes, staring straight at me, even seemed to dwell on the plea.

The fact that the Duke is a very great nobleman and not very close to Master William is also true, taught by Mr. Arthur. So maybe you came to see me because you have some thoughts, and I know that maybe even this story could be a lie. Stalls with stains or even this painting can do as many as you want to disguise it.

But it seemed to me that a pale but certain anxiety, like the stains that had been made on this stall, was causing him to suffer, like something was hunting down the Duke.

"... ok. If I can help the Duke."

The duke smiled slightly as his scissor-colored eyes narrowed to relief.

I'll take care of the stall and the painting that was put back in the box.

"Duke, if the Duke doesn't like it, why don't you tell me about your wife? It's your wife's stall, so I'd like to know about you two."

"Absolutely."

The Duke nods joyfully and moisturizes his mouth with tea. I also had my balm couch and embroidered thread put back in the box for a sip of tea, I had it. I'm thirsty more than I thought and the warmer tea is delicious.

"My wife says Istasha, but I met her at a night club when I was thirty-two. She was an adorable young lady twelve years younger than me. Beautiful purple eyes, same pale golden hair as yours, but she didn't seem to like it, but fluffy. I liked that hair. Beautiful and noble, but not honest. There he was again cute, cute and lovely like a cat. Sometimes the words were tough and misunderstood... but she was a kind person of heart who leaned on people's pain, sadness and loneliness"

The Duke speaks with his scissor-colored eyes narrowed in love.

"She's a very active, fatherless young lady. And with a very clear personality... Kuck, once when I was sixteen, they decided to marry me, but the other guy cheated on me, so they hit me all they wanted and broke it. So I lost my daughter-in-law and I was late."

The Duke is laughing ridiculously. I couldn't hide my surprise and blinked my eyes.

"That day, Istasha was sheltering her best friend's maid from being told by a bad man. I was sheltering, but I saw the other guy being too persistent, and when I got in between, it was not a good time for me to wear the wine she was trying to hang on him."

"That's troublesome."

"Oh. I've never had trouble getting wine on a lady either, the other guy realizes who I am and runs away, the warrant lady is going to graduate, and Istasha was too surprised to solidify. But when she returned it to me, as soon as she found out who I was, she was in a lot of a hurry to get confused."

The Duke remembered that time and zeroed his unbearable laughter in tears at the sight of a wrinkle that either became unbearable.

"She hung the wine against me." I'll take responsibility! Please come to your son-in-law! I shouted, "I'm already funny and funny, and I nodded" gladly "without hesitation. Well, by the way, I couldn't go to my son-in-law, so I took her to my house as my wife."

"Pfft, it's like you're listening to the beginning of a story"

I laughed unexpectedly, too. Then the Duke said, "Right?," he nodded, laughing.

"My father and mother also adored Istasha without a back surface, and Istasha took care of my father and mother. Every day with her, it was really funny and fun. She made a lot of friends with the brightness and vigour of her time and continued to support me in charge of diplomacy, even though it was tough in this social world because we met and the countries we grew up in were different"

"Is your wife from another country?

"No, the nationality was the kingdom of Creación, but my mother was from the allies of the kingdom at the time. She grew up at a relatively safe mother's aunt because she was still at war there at the time. I could have been there once on my honeymoon, but it was a beautiful place with lots of nature."

The Duke, who seemed nostalgic and thought-provoking in the past, looked very happy. I felt like I looked happy, but there was the pity of the Duke who had lost his wife to that appearance of loneliness and the deep love that was directed at her.

Then the Duke shared some pleasant and happy memories with his wife.

The story of your wife climbing a tree to help a kitten who couldn't get out of a garden tree and chilled her liver, the story of a couple fights and for some reason the Duke running away from home, the story of her falling in love with a beautifully transformed wife during a night club, the story of her surprise at a maid-dressed wife, and how many happy memories really flooded the Duke.

But all of a sudden, the grief grew thicker with the shade of the Duke's smile, which until then seemed serene and sometimes enjoyable.

"... Unfortunately, me and her were not blessed with children, but they were still happy. It was a really happy and rich day. But she... died of an epidemic. It's only been two weeks since I laid on the floor."

I shut up without finding words to hang on that sadly distorted face.

"At that time, I... was in Southern Dia, my allies, at work. With a month to go, including travel... in the middle of which Istasha fell ill. The people in the house and the doctors did everything they could. But... Istasha couldn't beat the disease. With the reward I returned to the Mansion a week earlier, but by then Istasha had already traveled to heaven and sent me away with a smile, and she had gone cold and would never laugh at me again"

Dropping his gaze on his hands assembled on his knees, the Duke hid his floating lips of self-derision.

The next duke to look up though, had a slightly cold smile.

"I couldn't be a good husband to her until the end"

"... that's not true"

"No, that's okay. I can't just change this fact."

Words of comfort were rejected, and the Duke suddenly became a distant man.

When Mr. James eared something, the Duke raised his face with a sigh that seemed troublesome.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Looks like we're running out of time for our afternoon meeting. I'm sorry to hear that, but I have to go back. I won't set a deadline for the stall, so I don't mind if you take the time until the lady is satisfied. You can write to me when you can, or you can let me know, William, because I don't mind letting you through."

That's what the Duke stood up for.

"Okay. Um, drop me off,"

I'll try to get up, but Cedric won't leave me after all. The truth is, I'm so disappointed that you want to suspect that it's happening.

"Ha, fine. Brother, it's pathetic to wake you, see you later."

When the Duke winks and meets lightly, both Mr. James walk out the exit. Elsa went to drop you off on my behalf.

Batan and the door sounded shut and I slowly sank myself on the couch. I feel like the couch is sucking the tension that was covering my entire body.

"... Phew"

Exhale small and close your eyes.

It's kind of a glaring day.

"Are you all right, ma'am"

Ariana, who cleaned me out on the table, looks worried and peeks into my face.

"I was a little tired because I seemed nervous. This is the morning when all kinds of customers arrive."

"But I say there are three times that there are two, so I've already got three, so it's okay!

"Phew, right"

I laughed and nodded small.

Close your eyes and take one deep breath. My body feels a little weak and heavy. I was just nervous because the Duke is kind, but to Sandra and her sister I've seen for a long time. I seemed more exhausted than I thought I was.

Ma'am, I hear Elsa and Ariana calling my wife and me, but I couldn't move my mouth even if I wanted to respond, and I couldn't even resist, and I let go of consciousness as it was.