As expected, the reactions were as anticipated. However, Terran was slightly different. He nodded indifferently, seemingly in agreement with Grace’s response.
“I’m not sure… I learned it when I was very young.”
“Wow!” Pauline clapped her hands, putting down the teapot.
If Grace improved like this every time she was ill, it wasn’t entirely a bad thing.
“I need a dictionary. There are many words I don’t know.”
She had almost understood the content. It was just two or three difficult words.
“The letter says they’re sending five camels as a gift.”
Terran tapped his forehead with his fingers, looking puzzled.
“Refusing a gift from the Sultan would be a huge insult, wouldn’t it?” James remarked worriedly.
“Yes, in their culture, it’s a significant gift. Refusing it would mean never seeing them again.”
With Turkey’s help during the war with Wales, it was not beneficial to be at odds with them. It was uncertain whether camels could survive in Rubec’s cold winters.
“I have an idea,” Leah said hesitantly, attracting everyone’s attention.
“Just write a polite response.”
“That’s all?” Pauline looked disappointed, and so did Terran and James.
“A polite response is basic,” Terran said, returning to his tea.
“What if we ask for camel hair instead?” Leah suggested, regaining their attention.
“Camel hair? What for?” Terran showed skepticism.
“Just accept and dispose of it,” James agreed, seeing it as a good idea.
Still, Terran wondered about Grace’s intentions and was eager to see how much more she could surprise him.
“Camel hair is used to make a fabric called camel hair, especially in spring when camels shed their soft undercoat. It’s mixed with wool to make high-quality fabric.”
“Right, with many textile factories in Rubon, it’ll be easy to use that hair.”
“That’s a good idea, Grace, Paulin,” Terran complimented them. Leah was amazed by the situation.
In Galdencia, servants couldn’t even speak when nobles conversed, but Duke’s mansion seemed more open compared to other noble houses.
“We can make coats or cloaks with that fabric and sell them at a high price.”
Terran was once again surprised by Grace. She seemed so different from the Grace he knew.
But if not Grace, then who? Denying it seemed more absurd.
“Let’s proceed as Grace suggested,” Terran said, respecting her opinion. He even suggested she try writing a reply to the Turkish Sultan.
“Duke Courtois, may I go downtown with Paulin tomorrow? I need to look for a Turkish dictionary in a bookstore.”
“Go ahead, but!”
“Yes?”
“Go with me, not Paulin.”
Everyone was surprised by Terran’s proposal, especially Paulin and James. They couldn’t believe the usually unenthusiastic Terran was acting this way.
‘As the lady changes, so does the Duke. Why are they both like this?’
Ironically, the situation seemed reversed from before.
The Grace who once clung to Terran was gone. Now, it was Terran who actively approached Grace.
‘Wherever they go or however they change, as long as they are happy, that’s good.’
Pauline watched the two with a content smile.
The next day, Leah went to a bookstore in the city with Terran.
‘It’s actually good. I need to get closer to the Duke.’
Fortunately, they found a Turkish dictionary in the bookstore, quickly resolving their reason for coming to the city. They then visited a nearby café for coffee, feeling light-hearted.
The café had an exotic atmosphere with its blue awnings, white arched windows, and rustic wooden tables and chairs.
Despite having a warm cup of coffee in front of her, Leah was so engrossed in the dictionary that she didn’t touch it.
Terran, leaning back with his arms crossed, leisurely observed her. The sunlight streaming through the window touched her blonde hair, making it seem as if she was radiating light.
The stray hairs falling along her delicate jawline, her pink lips, and the small, slender fingers carefully turning the pages of the book – she looked like a painting.
Especially her eyes, glimpsed between thick lashes, shone with unusual clarity today. The sight of her chest rising and falling with each breath, like a small bird, even stirred a strange feeling in him.
That’s when Leah looked up at Terran.
“Duke Courtois, what should I do?”
Leah’s face was flushed.
“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
“The dictionary isn’t a new edition. I think I picked up the wrong one. There was definitely a new one at the bookstore.”
“We should exchange it, then.”
“I’ll go back quickly.”
“Stay here. I’ll go.”
Terran took the dictionary and left the café. Leah watched him disappear outside before finally picking up her now-cold cup of coffee.
‘Such a foolish mistake.’
She felt bad for troubling Terran unnecessarily. Just then, the café door opened and customers entered.
Leah looked towards the door, thinking Terran had returned quickly, but it wasn’t him.
‘It will take him at least ten minutes.’
She decided to use the time to think about the content of the letter to the Sultan of Turkey. It was important to use sophisticated language in a letter to someone of such stature.
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
