Madam and the Stable Keeper (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 91

Walter knew that asking for a handkerchief embroidered with two lilies—something given only when a man goes off to war—would send ripples through Edith’s thoughts.

But he was a man with the guts and shamelessness to say even a bombshell declaration as if it were nothing.

Having casually brought up the topic of marriage, Walter calmly poured water with lemon slices into a glass.

“Drink. You might get indigested from the shock.”

He gently offered the glass while watching Edith’s reaction.

She brought the glass to her lips and drank the water very slowly. It seemed like she was pretending to drink to hide her stiffened mouth as thoughts suddenly flooded her mind.

‘At least it’s not a reaction of hating it and saying she’ll raise the child alone.’

Having lost all her childhood memories and suffered for seven years confined in the viscount’s mansion, Walter’s thinking had developed to always assume and prepare for the worst.

In this case, Edith hating marriage or shaking her head in refusal was the worst scenario he had set.

Since that worst case was avoided for now, her rolling her blue eyes to sneakily check his reaction could be interpreted as quite positive, right?

Walter swallowed dryly for no reason. This was the first time bringing it up to Edith, but lately, from the moment he woke up until just before bed, he had been pondering when would be a good time to mention marriage.

‘Even if something goes wrong with my mana and I end up messed up, if Edith is the Duchess Lexion, there won’t be a big problem for her and the child to live on.’

At first, it was clearly one of the countermeasures he thought of in case his mana went out of control, but why, as time passed, did his heart lean toward the act of holding the ceremony with her itself?

‘Once we finish the paperwork and hold the ceremony, she won’t be called by that annoying title of Viscountess Portrion anymore.’

Edith, who disliked being deeply entangled with the viscount’s family to the point of not even accepting the inheritance, would gladly accept giving up the Portrion surname.

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