The chamberlain approached with a formal posture and stood.
“Countess Elfriede’s social gathering is just around the corner. Shall we summon the palace tailor to prepare new outfits? If we want to have them ready for the date, we should place the order promptly.”
“Ah, outfits.”
Klaus nodded slowly.
“Right, we need to get ready. Summon them.”
The chamberlain politely gave a bow and stepped back.
Alone, Klaus contemplated.
“Outfits…”
How could he naturally restore his relationship with Muzel? Typically, when making up with someone after a fight, it was much better to bring some small gift than going empty-handed.
So, what would be the best gift to give to Muzel right now?
“Since it’s his first social gathering…”
It wasn’t just any social gathering; it was held at the Marquis Mecklinger’s estate, the highest-ranking noble family in the Empire. With all the self-proclaimed nobles gathered there, Muzel, dressed modestly and plainly, would stand out conspicuously.
To avoid being caught in the eyes of the society figures who loved to gossip, Muzel needed an exquisitely fitting outfit. And Klaus had to make it clear to all the nobles that he adored Muzel.
After a while, the chamberlain and the palace tailor came in together. Klaus asked the tailor who was measuring him.
“Can you make clothes without directly measuring me?”
“Clothes are generally most elegant when they fit the body perfectly. However, for making clothes, it’s not a problem even if we know roughly the body shape, like the ready-made clothes available in the market.”
“Oh, is that so?”
Klaus made a circular motion with his arms, remembering the moment he embraced Muzel in the secret chamber.
“I’ll cover the cost, so make an outfit for my aide-de-camp as well. Her physique is approximately like this.”
“Ah, it’s for Lady Muzel. Understood. I’ll prepare them soon.”
The palace tailor, known as the most skillful in the Empire, readily agreed.
Klaus thought that Muzel would remain oblivious to the matter unless he specifically mentioned it.
However, reality turned out to be different from his imagination.
Without discussing the matter of wealth, Muzel suddenly brought up the topic.
“I met the chamberlain a while ago, and I heard that Your Highness has prepared my outfit.”
Disaster had struck, and it wasn’t the kind of disaster he had anticipated—news leaking from the chamberlain!
Muzel seemed to think that Klaus had prepared the outfit for her out of consideration for his own dignity.
It was somewhat disheartening.
“You are not just my servant.”
Though it was a sincere statement, Muzel still didn’t understand it properly.
Klaus felt a bit disappointed. Hadn’t he said that one should be able to understand sincerity without saying everything out loud?
But Muzel, who only grasped half of Klaus’s sincerity, hastily added.
“It’s special for me as well.”
However, the sorrow that had already filled Klaus’s heart overflowed beyond control.
“Even if you say that, when you’re actually struggling, you have someone else to turn to, right?”
As those words left his mouth, Klaus felt melancholic.
No matter how much Muzel gestured and defended herself, Klaus, in reality, knew best.
He couldn’t control his emotions and just poured out whatever came to his mind. In front of a perfect woman like Muzel, he felt endlessly inadequate.
On the day of the social gathering, Klaus felt his breath catch at the sight of Muzel standing in front of the carriage.
After managing to say she looked good, Klaus barely caught his breath after getting on the carriage.
“Darn.”
How could that appearance be considered masculine! Whether it was the skill of the palace tailor or the radiance of Muzel gracefully pulling off men’s attire, Klaus couldn’t comprehend.
Even though she didn’t expose her arms and legs like a dress, her femininity overflowed inexplicably.
Muzel’s slender figure, stretched long and graceful, was as clear as a snowy pine tree.
The moving carriage was essentially a confined space.
Klaus was sure no one would look inside and threw himself toward his instincts.
Their lips met, and their breaths intertwined. A kiss so deep that Klaus wanted to swallow everything.
Even Muzel’s faint breathing was enchanting. Muzel, who was trembling noticeably, asked with shaky eyes.
“Are you… okay?”
No, far from it. Klaus muttered inwardly.
He had expressed his sincerity enough. Why, despite being so perceptive and clever elsewhere, was Muzel so oblivious in this regard?
Klaus realized urgently that some sincerity needed to be conveyed explicitly and that to make those words sound sincere, corresponding actions were necessary.
It could easily lead to misunderstandings if not done at the right time and place.
“For now.”
So Klaus forcefully swallowed the confession rising to his throat.
During that time, the carriage arrived at its destination in the blink of an eye.
Klaus realized for the first time how close Marquis Mecklinger’s mansion was to the imperial palace.
Sitting in the reception room, Marquis Mecklinger started babbling nonsense again.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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