“Isn’t this a bit much?”
“You need to adapt to Lowen’s style. Madam. Everyone wears them just fine.”
“Really? Are you sure it’s okay?”
“Of course. It’s all in your head, Madam.”
Pressured by Hanna’s constant use of ‘Madam,’ Clodel nodded in agreement.
Soon after, a servant came to escort her, and she followed to find a large and sturdy-looking carriage outside the castle.
“Wow.”
Clodel was amazed.
Compared to this, the carriage she had taken from the North seemed flimsy enough that leaking from the ceiling felt normal.
As she marveled at the luxurious and robust carriage, a familiar cold voice came from behind her.
“Aren’t you getting in?”
“Ah…”
Kyan extended his hand to her.
When Clodel just stood there staring, Kyan, seemingly frustrated, grabbed her hand, which was holding the dress, and pulled her.
“We are in a hurry, so move quickly.”
“Yes.”
As she boarded the carriage with Kyan, the door closed, and they immediately set off.
The carriage seat was quite spacious, and sitting on the cushy cushions felt good. The carriage’s typical jolting was hardly noticeable, and the breeze coming through the open window gently caressed her.
It was the first time Clodel had stepped outside since arriving at Lowen Castle over two months ago.
Perhaps that was why? Clodel felt herself getting excited.
It made sense, considering that when she was heading to this castle, she had been expecting her imminent death, and now she was here, completely healthy, feeling like a miracle.
An elated Clodel called out to Kyan.
“Duke.”
“What?”
“I want to try something. Is it okay?”
“Go ahead.”
Kyan, sitting opposite her, permitted, and she, disregarding etiquette, lay down sideways on the carriage seat.
“Wow. I can lie down.”
The lush green trees, shining against the blue sky, whizzed past the window at her head.
Clodel quickly got up and sat properly again.
Kyan was looking at her with an expression of disbelief. He always seemed angry and mostly expressionless, but now she could read a little of his emotions in his eyes.
“I’ve never been in such a big carriage before. I was just curious if I could lie down.”
Seeing him furrow his brow, Clodel closed her mouth.
“Shouldn’t you be more curious about where we are going?”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see when we get there.”
As if he would answer.
Clodel quietly admired the landscape outside the window.
Lowen was a beautiful place.
Very different from the surroundings of Balmond Castle, which had shrubs only waist-high at best.
‘If it hadn’t rained on the way, I would have seen this.’
Sadly, Clodel’s journey to Lowen had been on rainy roads for the last three days, so she had to keep the windows closed. Even if she had opened them, she would have seen only a dreary grey sky.
As the butler said, the carriage soon turned onto a road carved from stone. The nicely built buildings on either side caught Clodel’s eye.
Finally, when the carriage stopped, Kyan got out first and extended his hand to her.
“Come out.”
“Ooh…”
Clodel almost exclaimed in awe but held back, not wanting to appear unsophisticated in his eyes.
People recognized him as their lord and bowed continuously from all directions.
‘Wow.’
The aura of authority he commanded as the ruler of this land was entirely different from what she had seen in Lowen Castle. Clodel was genuinely impressed.
“Come here.”
Clodel took his offered hand and entered the store with him.
It was a jewelry shop.
The jeweler who had made her ring and bracelet greeted them with a bright face.
“Lord, Madam. We have been waiting for you. Please, sit here.”
As they sat side by side on a long sofa, Clodel felt self-conscious beside Kyan.
They had sat opposite each other at tables before, but never side by side like this.
‘What am I thinking? We’ve even spent nights together.’
She was trying to dispel these thoughts when Kyan spoke.
“Recommend something suitable for my wife.”
Clodel blinked, not fully understanding what Kyan had said.
“If you see something you like, feel free to choose.”
“Jewelry?”
“Yes.”
He frowned.
“If I see any Balmond-style tacky items, I’ll toss them into the moat under the drawbridge.”
“Ah…”
Clodel, in fact, didn’t own any jewelry at all.
The reason was that Duke Belmonte had not given Clodel any of the customary bridal gifts that a bride going to her husband’s house should receive.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t; he deliberately chose not to.
This was because, upon Clodel’s death, her estate would become the property of the Temnes Ducal Family.
This had caused several days of disputes between her uncle and aunt.
The Duchess argued that it would be a disgrace to send her daughter empty-handed from the wealthy Belmonte, where gold and jewels were abundant. Meanwhile, Duke Belmonte was adamant that he could not bear to see the jewels from Balmond become the property of Temnes before he was buried.
In the end, they loaded the bridal gifts into Clodel’s carriage, but it was only after stopping outside of Balmond Castle, away from the Duchess’s sight, that they were unloaded and the carriage could finally depart for Lowen.
‘Could he have noticed… that I have no jewels?’
Yesterday, he had said to try on anything I have, but I acted awkwardly.
“Is there nothing you like?”
“No, no, that’s not it. Everything is beautiful.”
As Clodel hastily replied, Kyan nodded.
“Give her everything, then.”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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