‘The Duke also allowed Lady Hestia to fit the clothes here…’

The people gathered here were those who enjoyed the honor of being responsible for Lexon’s attire.

They remembered precisely that this hall, filled with sunlight and numerous mirrors, was the space used to fit the clothes of certain individuals.

“Mother! It suits you well!”

“Lea looks beautiful too. Should I try on these clothes?”

‘Both Lady Lexon and Lady Lea especially loved this place.’

After the two left the world, there was no need to call designers to this place.

The designers, well aware of how highly regarded Lexon’s ladies were, smiled and approached Edit to make a good impression.

“Your blonde hair is so voluminous that elaborate hair accessories would suit you.”

“How about this dress? It will create a comfortable yet beautiful silhouette.”
Initially, the compliments that started to win favor gradually became sincere. One designer even hurriedly sketched a dress that would perfectly suit her once worn.

“It might feel a bit heavy, but would you like to try this on?”

As Edit was about to put on a heavy but splendid white fur over her shoulders.

“I hope you don’t mind if I leave the room for a moment.”

When Edit heard the familiar voice of Baelter, she turned her head toward the door and was captivated by him.

Standing tall among the designers leaving the room with satisfied faces, he was dressed appropriately for a duke, adorned with a splendid golden shoulder piece on his broad shoulders. The brooch with Lexion’s emblem naturally complemented him.

Even without any embroidery on the garment he wore, he looked extraordinary and elegant when he intentionally dressed up like someone from another world.

Sweeping back his hair with formality, since it was their first meeting, Edit couldn’t take her eyes off him. He seemed so dignified and graceful as if he were a being from a different world.

As if anticipating this reaction, Baelter smiled slightly and spoke in a playful tone.

“It seems that my lady, who enjoys meddling with subordinates, doesn’t seem to mind this reaction.”

“Hmm, hmm.”

Edit hid the fact that she had mischievous thoughts about him countless times, whether when he was a stable boy or a guard.

Baelter led her to the sofa and seated her. It was something she learned from her cherished book that it’s good for pregnant women to rest frequently during the early stages of pregnancy.

Resting her chin on her hand, Edit playfully made a gesture of greeting toward him.

“Duke Lexion. I heard you were busy with etiquette lessons.”

With a mischievous smile, Baelter approached and half-hugged Edit.

“Thanks to you, I’m learning a lot, but…”

As he gently brushed her blonde hair, his hand slid down to her back. Unbeknownst to her, his hand touched the ribbon that secured the dress.

“As for women’s clothing, I haven’t learned anything. Do you just undo this in the bedroom?”

Looking at him with a naturally inquisitive expression, Edit didn’t feel annoyed.

Even when she was a guard, many noble ladies and daughters would have eyed him. If he intentionally dressed up and had power, wouldn’t there be even more who wouldn’t resist him?

“If you teach me, can I use it at the party?”

“…”

Seeing Edit’s sharp face, Baelter felt as if a small arrow had pierced his heart. Naturally, the words about our bedroom didn’t come out very well.

Is this woman feeling jealous right now?

“Maybe I’ll use it. If you have time and allow me.”

“…”

“Not for other women. I won’t even glance at them.”

Baelter’s eyes softened gently. Even with her apparent jealousy, Edit met his gaze.
“Well, don’t think about which ribbon to pull in advance. Got it?”

“I think we should know if we want to set the mood a bit, don’t you?”

“I’ll tell you how to do it.”

“…”

Baelter nodded as if possessed. Even though his status had risen sky-high, it was strange that he couldn’t respond to Edit’s request as if pleading.

Just as the atmosphere was about to become strange, a polite knock was heard.

“Your Grace, my apologies for the interruption.”

It was Cassius, whose power relationship with Vivian had become as clear as with the capital, thanks to his wealth. He even wore the same clothes as Lexion’s elite knights.

“Cassius, did you receive the knight appointment?”

Edit asked, and Baelter answered on his behalf.

“He was with me even when I was at the lowest, so it should be the same even after returning to his original position.”

“Cough…”

Cassius approached the two, suppressing the tears of emotion that were about to burst out. He was aware that the atmosphere was strange, but he had something important to convey.

“To be precise, I spread a ridiculous rumor from Lady Elizabeth’s side.”

“A rumor?”

“The contents, well, it’s a nonsensical story that you, my lady, don’t need to read.”

When Cassius deliberately concealed the contents of the rumor, Edit instinctively realized that it was a story about her.

“But I still need to see it.”

After several demands, she reluctantly accepted the crude rumor.

[In order to inherit the fortune, an unyielding woman who doesn’t care if the other party is old or an odd sexual enthusiast, who made a scene even in Portrion, is now clinging to a deceased noble in the capital.]

“…”

As Cassius said, it was truly an absurd story. Apart from the accurate reference, coaxing the grandfather-like Lexion Duke to gain money and power.

Baelter cursed and snatched the rumor.

“Who the hell is this crazy bastard?”

“The printing seems to have been commissioned by Lady Carter, and the funds seem to have been provided by Elizabeth Portrion.”

“…”

In a fleeting moment, Edit thought. If she completely entrusted the matter to Baelter, she could give the impression that if the woman is touched, the Lexion Duke would personally intervene.

‘Then she’ll probably continue attacking me to obstruct Baelter.’

To show that she wouldn’t just stand still, Edit opened her heavy mouth with determination.

“I probably need to send invitations to some people as well.”