Throughout a simple tea gathering, Lou had considered glancing at the aristocratic almanac once but gave up. If Felix had left his seat momentarily, maybe, but she didn’t want to look up the ‘Gennes’ name in front of him. She had to hide what needed to be hidden.
So, right after exiting Nirva’s embassy, she didn’t return to the neighboring Kaleta embassy but headed to the library.
There was a national library in Shalea. It wasn’t only accessible to aristocrats, but any Shalea citizen could use it.
Wearing a deep hat, Lou, who was a frequent visitor where women with parasols often wandered, found the aristocratic almanac, updated and changed with the passing of each year.
That book, covered with thick hardcover, was stiff as it was rarely touched, being a changing book and a symbol.
‘Gennes, Gennes.’
Afraid someone might see, she sharply scanned her surroundings and quickly sought what she wanted from the table of contents.
The characters of the Pertheta Empire were familiar, but the order was slightly different from Kaleta, so it confused her more if she unconsciously hurried.
‘Plache territory.’
The aristocrat named Gennes, ruling the Plache territory in the west of Pertheta. Someone with the same surname as Lou. Who could it be?
The woman in a widebrimmed hat turned the heavy aristocratic almanac stuck in a corner where no one cared to look, over and over, and finally stopped her hand as if she had found what she wanted.
She stood still in that spot for a while. Her face hidden by the hat was hardly visible.
The moment Aldwin Rochester aimed towards her, she turned the page again. Whisk whisk, she turned the pages meaninglessly, then found something, abruptly closed it, and pulled out other books.
About 15 minutes later, she left the library and went to the bookstore street.
Afterward, Aldwin Rochester reluctantly became a porter, his dissatisfaction considerable as it was all heavy books, but his mouth shut at the promise of delicious dessert.
Included in the bundle that Aldwin Rochester carried was the new edition of .
Squeak, the white hawk flying in the sky blinked its eyes as it watched the scene.
[Star icon]After dinner, Lou heard about the small number of maids and kitchen assistants that could be recruited at the Kaleta embassy, a fact she had already anticipated.
“People will turn a blind eye when they hear it’s Kaleta embassy, so there must have been only those in urgent need of money.”
“Yes. Honestly, I’m not very pleased about it……. Plus, we don’t even know when they’ll quit.”
Martin spoke, standing as always with his unloseable neat posture.
“It would be good if more people came from Kaleta, but only four of us were permitted by Pertheta. Martin, you have a lot of trouble.”
Having experienced living alone, Lou knew well how much Martin struggled to maintain this level.
“No. Since His Majesty the Emperor entrusted me with this responsibility, it’s also my duty to do it flawlessly.”
In front of Kaleta Empire’s typical blind loyalty, Lou could only smile slightly.
“We can’t help it. There’s even an orphan with nowhere to go.”
“Yes. She’s too young. Sixteen.”
“People coming here are probably all desperate or without anywhere else to go.”
Boarding was provided, so those who came here were the most desperate people. Even if they were insulted and pelted with stones, they were on the brink of starvation, and they had to come here.
As Riga had expected, both of the two people who were barely chosen were women.
“I like it. I trust Martin’s judgement. If you want to hire a laundress, I won’t stop you, but there are many laundries around here, is that alright?”
“We need to be careful because of security.”
Riga nodded his head.
“There are plenty of rooms for the employees to use, so continue to pick someone competent and clever.”
The fourteenyearold maid said she could read a little. It was the same age as when Riga lost his parents, so it weighed on his mind. Was there nothing more to teach? She contemplated as she returned to her office.
Gradually, her traces began to be left even in this always clean place. Riga glanced at the report he was about to write once more before throwing it away, and today he opened the he had bought.
In fact, it was already on the bookshelf of the government building, but he wanted to check it again in the library or bookstore. In this place where nothing could be trusted, it was natural to check two or three times.
Northwest, Plaché Duchy – Under Matap until 1255, under the Emperor in 1256, converted to Plaché Duchy on March 3, 1257.
First Duke of Plaché, ‘Emperor’s Eye’ Ethan Arthur Gennes, born May 4, 1208, one who came over the barrier. Honored with the title of Duke for the achievement of subduing the 1st Northern Monster Wave on March 3, 1257. Subearldom: September 20, 1248. Lifelong knight. Married to Milene Gennes, with three daughters.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
