Although Kaspar made a somewhat displeased expression for a moment, when he met Skaha’s eyes that seemed to release tension, he smoothly handed her over to Lakhan with no reluctance.
The three ladies who arrived at the Conwell Duke’s residence received escorts from the gentlemen who came with them and disembarked. The lady was escorted by Viscount Gobni, Iriel by the Emperor’s Captain of the Guard, and… Phlidas, who came with them, was with Paden.

Paden, who risked his life alone while Ezra and his group were being executed, formed an alliance with Pedelimid through Attila’s behind-the-scenes work. Since he had already established a relationship of trust in Lindcoem, it was not a difficult task.

Ironically, the support force provided by Pedelimid to Phlidas in Pedelimid turned out to be none other than the Emperor and Duke’s spy, Paden.

After the Duke and Duchess exchanged courtesies, Skaha also lifted her skirt towards the Duchess in a gesture of respect.

Then, when the Duchess and Skaha made eye contact, Skaha shyly smiled. Although the color of the Duchess’s eyes was different from Kaspar’s, her eyes alone resembled him, giving a familiar feeling.

The Duchess looked at Skaha with a much warmer gaze than before.

“It must be tiring. Instead of resting, you came all the way here.”

“It’s okay, Duchess. Has the journey been peaceful?”

“Yes. The Duke is so ambitious that he even came to meet us in Conwell, insisting on riding in the same carriage.”

Hmm… Well…

Does that sound a bit sarcastic?

When Skaha glanced at Kaspar, he looked down at her and smiled as if reassuring her.

“It seems that my mother was quite impressed. Considering that it’s quite lingering even though you refused.”

“Well, as I get older, I seem to develop a sense of tact. Agnoman’s beloved, the princess, come in with us.”

As Kaspar was about to receive them, the Duchess called the two ladies who were waiting outside.

Entering the Duke’s residence, Iriel greeted Skaha with a bright smile, spreading her arms wide.

“Skaha! Long time no see!”

“Nice to meet you, Agnoman’s beloved. Have you been well?”

“Yes, except for being a little bored. Oh, this is Princess Erwin. This is Skaha.”

“Nice to meet you for the first time. I’m in Conwell for medical treatment.”

“Nice to meet you, Skaha. How much does the Duke cherish his subordinates to the point where he put his younger brother in your care?”

“Yes. Thanks to the Duke for evaluating my brother so highly.”

At the mention of a younger brother, Kaspar’s forehead seemed to wrinkle slightly. Skaha found it cute that even a man who was jealous of such words smiled without realizing it.

At that moment, he made a somewhat shameless face and patted Skaha’s head.

“Well then. It’s like my brother, soon.”

Fledas’s suspicious gaze pierced the two of them. Then he quickly stepped forward.

“Well, it’s like my brother, too. Anyway, rest comfortably at the Duke’s residence.”

“Yes. Especially since the Duke has been very attentive…”

Hearing Skaha’s reply, the man scoffed as if suggesting that it was the best choice. Then he suddenly reached out and flicked the end of Skaha’s glove, stained with lipstick.
“Nervous, aren’t you? I’m sorry for staining your gloves like this. It might be better not to wear makeup in the future.”

Skaha’s face, taken aback, blushed, and her large pumpkin-colored pupils noticeably swelled in her eyes.

Iriel watched the situation unfold, thinking that Attila had arranged quite an interesting event.

He was right. Even if they were told to hide their relationship, Kaspar would never be able to hide it, so it’s okay to just let it be.

However, Phlidas didn’t change his complexion and opened his mouth without a hitch.

“Oh my, Your Grace is so affectionate. Still, won’t you pay more attention to your fiancée, who came to take bridal lessons?”

Phlidas, who crafted a laughter, folded his pretty eyes.

“I’ll try my best. You must have suffered moving by carriage. Please rest at the lodging now.”

After the indifferent response, he instructed the butler to guide the guests.

“Shall I guide you, Your Grace?”

Caspar, who had been escorting Skaha and had his hand taken away by her, paused briefly at Phlidas’s cheeky request.

“As you can see, I’m currently taking care of my precious subordinate’s sister. After dropping her off, let’s meet at the main office. Tuan, guide them.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

Barely suppressing his frustration without showing it on the surface, Phlidas clenched his fists while watching the backs of the two.

The woman was the Duke’s government, and the woman who had witnessed all these situations screamed with her entire body.

“Umm… Wait a moment…”

Skaha, who was being pushed away while whining, finally managed to separate her lips from the man who poured passionate kisses on the back of her head.

“Ha… You’re going to the office…!”

“Call me older brother, that’s what you said.”

“‘Oppa’ is better than that.”

“…I might set fire to it.”