“Yes, Winter’s Aion visited yesterday.”
“It was yesterday. Has the next schedule been decided by any chance?”
Renard asked in his usual calm voice.
“No, I received a letter from Lady Rosebelia today, and she said she might be a bit busy this week with the upcoming banquet, so she suggested planning the schedule for next week.”
“Banquet?”
“There will be a banquet hosted by the Riley family soon.”
‘A banquet hosted by the Riley family.’
Renard’s neatly spaced forehead narrowed slightly. Now that I think about it, the first time I met Rosebelia was at a banquet hosted by the Riley family.
That brief moment when we exchanged greetings was enough for him to keenly feel the gaze of the men on him.
‘Even objectively, she is someone with a beautiful appearance.’
Moreover, it was not difficult for the young master of the marquis, who was the target of the gazes of marriageable men.
“Brother?”
“Huh? What did you say to me?”
“He asked why you’re curious about Lady Rosebelia’s visit schedule, what are you thinking?”
“I’m curious too. Is there something you need to meet with Lady Winter’s Aion separately?”
Rinat, who alternately looked at Daisy with a curious expression and Anes, who smiled brightly, tightly closed his mouth.
I regretted not having more conversation with Rosebelia at the banquet that day.
If asked if there was anything to meet separately, the answer would be no. There wasn’t anything special to say to her.
I felt like I had to meet her again. That’s just how I felt.
Every time Rosebelia visited the mansion, it coincidentally happened on the day when Rinat was working, so I couldn’t run into her. I was thinking of finding out when she would come this time, and adjusting my working hours accordingly.
“…It’s not like that.”
Rinat, who barely answered, let out a faint sigh. It had been a long time since he returned to his daily life after the purge, but he still seemed trapped there.
Especially the lingering image of that day when he used Aura to kill the demon.
…The white light Aura and Rosebelia.
“You also received an invitation. How about attending the banquet?”
“Mother, aren’t you going?”
“It would be better for only you to go this time. If you’re busy with knight duties, you can skip it this time.”
Anes, who put the fork down on the plate, glanced at Rinat’s expression.
“…No, I will attend.”
Knowing that, Anes nodded slightly, and Rinat, who seemed to have expected that, breathed out lightly. He had been trapped in the memory of that day when he used Aura to kill the demon, even though it had been a long time since he returned to his daily life.
“You might be the first to get married if things go well.”
“What?”
Eyes widened in surprise, Daisy looked at Rinat. Flustered, Daisy urgently denied, holding both hands out to the air.
“Mother! M-m-marriage? Edwin and I are not at that stage yet.”
“Edwin, huh…”
Lost in thought, Rinat frowned.
‘If I recall correctly, Edwin was the name of the knight who often accompanied Lady Rosebelia in the White Knights.’
“Work hard too, Rinat. If there’s a woman you like, I’ll gladly give permission.”
“Mother, are you expecting that from Brother? If you wish for Brother to get married, it would be faster to arrange a strategic marriage.”
“Daisy, earlier you were giving a lecture about fate and true love to me, but now you’re suggesting a strategic marriage for your brother?”
“I can’t easily imagine who Brother would like. If you expect Brother to love someone first…”
Daisy muttered, scratching her cheek.
Actually, Daisy’s words were not entirely wrong. Rinat was a child who clearly drew lines in everything. Perfect without a flaw, but perhaps excessively rational.
There was also the influence of Elijah, Marquis of Rinat’s father. He strictly taught Rinat not to approach or give his heart to any woman unless she was someone he intended to marry.
Moreover, since childhood, he had been confined by the notion of behaving like a noble, learning how to suppress emotions rather than expressing them.
However…
“There’s always an exception. Don’t you think so, Rinat?”
No words came from Rinat. Anes smiled as if that was a sufficient answer.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
