“If you’re smart, Charlotte, you’ll adapt quickly.”
Benjamin let go of his hand and practiced alone this time.
Then, Benjamin said, “Excellent. I’ll hit the head in one shot.” and smiled with satisfaction.
(This is a time divider.)
Charlotte matched her clothes for the hunting competition and matched jewelry that suited it.
It was a light blue brooch. And she also bought a handkerchief to match the brooch’s color. This was intended for Benjamin.
“I’m not confident in embroidery, but will the sun do?”
Becky clapped and agreed.
“Isn’t it the symbol of the royal family? Embroidery that suits His Royal Highness more than anything else!”
She matched the color of the handkerchief in various ways. Would it be enough to just embroider the family crest and name?
“I’m afraid my clumsy work will just cause ridicule.”
“The Windsors will all be pleased.”
At Becky and the maid’s matteroffact response, Charlotte awkwardly trailed off her words.
If it’s the relatives of her maternal family, she’s not worried.
“I was afraid Benjamin would laugh…”
“Perhaps, His Royal Highness’s character is not that bad!”
It was the night before the hunting competition. Charlotte gathered the handkerchiefs and sought Leandro’s office.
The outside of the office was dark, with the lights turned off. But the lights were still on inside the office.
[Dash]Knock knockWhen Charlotte knocked on the door, permission to enter was granted from inside.
Leandro put down the document he was working on and silently gestured at her.
“What’s the matter this late at night?”
“Tomorrow’s the hunting competition.”
Charlotte laid the handkerchief down on Leandro’s desk.
“I’m not going to the hunting competition. Haven’t you heard yet?”
“Grandfather told me himself. I remember.”
Leandro was to protect the family, and accompanying her to the hunting ground was Aster and Cesar’s job.
“Although Grandfather won’t attend the hunting competition, it seems wrong to exclude him while giving gifts to other family members.”
Leandro silently accepted the handkerchief.
“You’re giving this to me?”
“I will give them to the other two as well.”
Leandro slightly trembled at the soft touch of the handkerchief. The tremor was hidden under the fabric, but the small trembling gesture was felt beneath the cloth.
“It’s forbidden to act alone in the hunting ground. Accompany Katarina wherever you go.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t do anything rash.”
As Charlotte smoothly responded, Leandro closed his eyes.
“Thank you.”
At the single word that Leandro spat out, Charlotte only quietly nodded her head.
“Have a good night.”
“You too, take care.”
Leandro scratched and clenched the handkerchief in his palm.
Charlotte captured the image and quietly left the office.
(This is a time divider.)
They traveled to the hunting ground in the Windsor family’s carriage.
The Fontreia Forest, located in the Fontreia land owned by the royal family, was called Fontreia Forest.
“There are even days when light shines on your otherwise dull expression.”
Charlotte was looking out the carriage window when Aster, from the opposite side, folded the newspaper and spoke.
“Your greatgrandfather couldn’t come with us because he’s busy with family matters.”
“Grandfather told me last night, so I knew. We seem almost to have arrived at the hunting grounds, are we there yet?”
Tall coniferous trees stood in a line. Just then, the coachman stopped the carriage.
“We have arrived.”
The carriage arrived at the edge of the forest. The carriage door opened, and a wide clearing spread out.
The guard unit was keeping watch near the forest, and we headed toward the tent of Windsor.
“Have you arrived?”
“I’m sorry for being late.”
“No, I just arrived at the tent myself.”
Cesar, who had arrived first, greeted us from the tent. Charlotte sat down on the makeshift bed inside the tent.
“Are both my uncles attending the hunting competition?”
“It’s being hosted by the royal family, so we must show our attendance. We will be outside, so rest inside the tent.”
The two uncles said they would be outside, leaving only Katarina, and left. Charlotte looked carefully around the inside of the tent.
A carpet was laid in the spacious tent, and a table and sofa were placed on it. Inside, even a makeshift bed had been brought in; it looked as if an entire guest room had been placed there.
“May I go outside?”
Katarina just silently nodded her head.
“Is it okay?”
Then Katarina opened the tent flap and gestured outside.
Katarina was a knight who had been by Benjamin’s side when he was enthroned as emperor.
Strictly speaking, she was part of the crown prince’s direct forces. She had only briefly seen a portrait in the previous life’s newspaper……
“Charlotte?”
Charlotte responded to the familiar call with a bright smile.
The entrance to the hunting grounds was a wide clearing. Many knights who would participate in the hunting competition had gathered. She found Windsor’s knights there. Cesar and Aster were also there.
“Uncle.”
Aster strode over.
“Why are you outside? Didn’t I tell you to rest in the tent?”
Charlotte handed Aster and Cesar handkerchiefs embroidered with Windsor’s emblem.
“I almost forgot. Please come back safely.”
“Did you do this……?”
The handkerchiefs to be given to the uncles were completed last night. Despite the unimpressive craftsmanship, they looked decent, with names embroidered in cursive at the bottom and an emblem added.
“My skills might be lacking. But please consider the sincerity. I have a personal reason for having somewhat numb fingers.”
Cesar offered the handkerchief back to Charlotte.
“You wear it.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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