“I heard that your health is not good, but your face doesn’t seem to reflect that.”

Viscountess Siren Yeong-ae said with a sympathetic expression.

She seemed concerned about Viscountess Millet, but her transparent pupils, as if penetrating her inner thoughts, looked somewhat puzzled.

So, Viscountess Millet deliberately avoided eye contact with her.

“Thank you for your concern. But why have you come to such a remote place?”

“I heard that the quality of wool in this area is excellent. Although it’s getting warmer, the west is still cold.”

“….?”

“My father seems to feel the cold recently; perhaps it’s due to his age.”

Viscountess Millet couldn’t fully agree with Viscountess Siren’s words.

Siren Viscountess had just entered middle age, but she looked so young that she could pass for someone in her thirties. There were several widows eyeing her, a woman who spent a long time alone with some scars.

“So, before returning to Buschke, I thought about making clothes with good-quality wool. Do you happen to know a merchant who sells high-quality wool? Could you introduce me?”

“…….”

“Lady, you might already know, but wool can maintain body temperature while quickly absorbing sweat and moisture. Moreover, it has the function of dissipating moisture…”

Viscountess Siren Yeong-ae began to elaborate on the functional superiority of wool.

Listening to her explanation, Millet Viscountess strangely felt drawn into it.

If it were some harmful herb, she might immediately buy it and hand over gold coins after hearing her explanation… Millet Viscountess found herself unconsciously nodding along to her words.

“….If that’s the case, I think I can help.”

As if the answer she wanted was correct, Siren Viscountess Yeong-ae finally smiled brightly.

‘…Was this it?’

Millet Viscountess had been curious for a long time about how Siren Viscountess Yeong-ae had managed to captivate the young and handsome Emperor of Buschke.

It wasn’t just her; even the ladies in the imperial palace, as well as society’s noblewomen, were curious. Whenever two or more people gathered, the name Siren Viscountess Yeong-ae inevitably came up.

What on earth had she done?

The curiosity intensified when the Emperor of Buschke, surrounded by rumors, suddenly appeared in the Paradisium Imperial Palace three years ago without notice.

A tyrant, cold-blooded, playboy, and so on.

Until three years ago, the rumors surrounding the Emperor of Buschke were not favorable.

There were even rumors that he didn’t resist approaching women and didn’t reject leaving them. So, everyone thought his butt was light, and he relied on his looks and status.

That such a man was tied down to marriage by Siren Viscountess Yeong-ae naturally drew the attention of the socialites.

What kind of great charm did she have to induce the Emperor of Buschke to settle down in marriage?

When Millet Viscountess saw the radiant and bright smile of Siren Viscountess Yeong-ae, she finally realized why the Emperor of Buschke had chosen her.

Even in the eyes of a woman like Millet Viscountess, Siren Viscountess Yeong-ae was undoubtedly beautiful.

Beautiful enough to gaze at her face, losing herself for a moment. Of course, her eloquence was no less outstanding.

“Viscountess Millet? Are you okay?”

“I was lost in thought for a moment… Excuse me. Yeong-ae, please come inside. I’ll soon call someone to help.”

As soon as Viscountess Millet entered the villa, she instructed the nanny to call a merchant who sells the finest wool.

“All right, Madam. I’ll be back soon.”

The nanny, who was preparing a carriage for the guest, quickly got ready to leave the villa.

Renève was able to purchase high-quality wool at an exceptional price without going through transportation fees and intermediate merchants. Naturally, the corners of her mouth rose in satisfaction. In addition to the wool for the promised attire of Viscountess Siren, she also bought Patrick and Icar’s share. Amber and Kiernen, as well as Dehan and Vane’s shares, were extras.

“…Do you need anything else?”

After paying the fee and seeing the purchased wool being loaded onto the carriage, Viscountess Millet asked when she saw Millet Viscountess.

“I think this is enough for today.”

By this point, Viscountess Millet seemed to have started believing that Renève had indeed come this far to buy wool.

Around the time Viscountess Millet fully let go of her guard towards Renève, she brought up the main topic.

“However… Do you not intend to return to your position?”

“Well, it seems you did come to me for that reason.”

Viscountess Millet’s gaze sharpened a bit.

Renève raised one eyebrow as if to ask, ‘So what?’

With a slightly uncomfortable expression, Millet Viscountess spoke.

“Anyway, I’d like to ask why someone who will soon become the Empress of Buschke is showing so much interest in the affairs of the Paradisium Imperial Palace.”

“Before that…”

Renève, staring intently into Viscountess Millet’s eyes, interrupted.