Viscount Rembrandt possessed suitable social skills.
“Everyone can’t discern a pearl in the mud.”
“Which noble would dare to bring the Emperor’s son as their soninlaw.”
“A historical reunion will soon be concluded.”
“I look forward to having proud memories to take with me.”
At this, the Duke, who was quite elated by Viscount Rembrandt’s courtesy, willingly responded as follows.
“Hahaha. Ah, will it be such a historic scene? It’s just an ordinary meeting among family.”
“But if you think it would be a historical scene that others might be curious about, would it be rude to ask Viscount Rembrandt for a favor…”
Thus, the Duke had reserved Viscount Rembrandt’s schedule to preserve today’s event, that is, the reunion of Arthur and Christina, the Duke and his wife, in a painting.
And Viscount Rembrandt had been waiting alone at the appointed place for three hours.
The butler wished he could just die.
“Where are the lady and master?”
“They are hosting a street feast for the crowds gathered in the square. Reporters have begun to flock, and both are unprepared for the sudden schedule…”
The butler was about to scream.
‘The reporters are the problem now!’
Viscount Rembrandt was essentially a royal envoy.
In other words, he was the one who closely conveyed the Duke’s situation to the royal family.
How would he relay the news to the royal family, having to wait for three hours for Arthur and the Duke’s family in the middle of the Duke’s mansion, which had been turned upside down by the claim ‘she is not my wife’!
The butler hastily responded.
“I will tell him I’m sorry for being out of sorts today… No, I’ll go myself.”
Just as the butler was about to hastily leave, he paused and looked at Rayna for a few seconds before saying,
“First… get dressed and wait.”
Rayna watched the butler’s retreating figure in a daze.
[This is the time separator]“Sigh.”
Viscount Rembrandt, who had been following the servant, confirmed the figures of the lady left in the room and the servant through a small mirror placed in the door gap, and was taken aback, laughing.
The young lady standing with a collapsed face in her dress.
Her wavy, milky blonde hair, and a beautiful face with deep eyes.
Dressed and decorated, she looked remarkably like ‘Christina’.
But she could not fool him, who possessed an artist’s discernment.
The subtly different impression. The different color of the eyes.
Above all, she was someone Rembrandt already knew.
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“Um… that newsletter, are you going to throw it away when you’re done reading it?”
The maid, who had been sideglancing at him for a long time while he was reading the royal newsletter on the garden bench a few days ago.
The uncomfortable gaze with unknown intentions was making him think of moving when,
She awkwardly initiated a conversation and said this…
“Can I have it when you’re done…?”
As he was looking at her in surprise, the maid’s face flushed, and she added,
“Do, do I have to pay for it? Like you said… It would be hard, but…”
Then she slowly pulled out her hand that she had hidden behind her maid’s apron.
She opened her clenched fist to reveal three coins.
“….”
The coins, which she seemed to have been holding long before she approached him, were sweating.
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Rembrandt lowered his head deeply with his arms crossed and chuckled.
‘She is not my wife.’
And the young lady who was suddenly brought in and dressed.
He had a vague idea of what was happening.
Julius. This is really a headscratcher.
[This is the time separator]“What are you going to do?”
In response to Tristan, his aide’s question, Arthur picked a grape from the plate and answered,
“Well? I’ll see what Duke Julius does.”
Tristan spoke coldly.
“Haven’t you already had enough answers? He’s now showing the ‘real Christina’ at last. Without a word of apology. Ignoring everything.”
Arthur glanced at him.
He wasn’t usually this talkative.
Tristan seemed more upset than Arthur, who was directly involved.
It was understandable. Much time had passed for Arthur, and the regrettable feelings about the incident had faded, but Tristan had only learned the full story a few days ago, with Julius’ territory right in front of him.
Arthur had said in a matteroffact manner, ‘Know that such a thing has happened,’ but it was only natural that sparks flew from the eyes of the loyal aide.
What a terrible hardship they, the conscripts of Julius’ territory, had gone through over the past five years.
War was inherently hard, but the distinct resentment that piled up in their hearts was because ‘Julius’ had ignored them, who had gone to war, and did not provide proper supplies.
Even so, since Arthur was Julius’s soninlaw and successor, they had endured and endured not to speak ill of Julius in front of him.
A sham marriage?
Tristan was so angry he was about to go mad.
Instead of Julius, who ignored them, Arthur had fed the soldiers for five years.
Now the soldiers admire Arthur, but for a long time, Arthur had to endure the protests and resentment of the soldiers about supplies as a representative of ‘Julius’.
It was a miracle that the army was maintained, and there were many really dangerous situations, including desertion, being at the bottom, and rebellion.
Towards him, who always stood at the forefront of the most dangerous battles, ‘He must have promised wealth and honor when he goes back’, ‘Because he has Christina Julius, known as the most beautiful woman in high society,’ everyone took Arthur’s responsibility for granted.
But a sham marriage!
The more he thought about it, the more he was suffocated, and his fury exploded.
Then Arthur really had no reason to take responsibility for this army, knowing all that, Arthur had replaced Julius, taking the insults, guarding the most dangerous position, and feeding them.
Arthur laughed.
“Well, I guess he really intends to give his daughter this time. It can be seen as a gesture of reconciliation, can’t it?”
Tristan flared up.
“How is that a gesture of reconciliation? Honestly, it’s too much to propose to Lady Christina! It was before and even more so now.”
“…Thank you?”
Half laughing, half trembling. As Arthur ambiguously replied as if he didn’t really agree, Tristan got even more excited and scolded Arthur.
“He’s treating you like a fool! He thinks you didn’t know that he put in a fake five years ago, doesn’t he?”
With a smiling face, Arthur appeased Tristan.
“That’s why I said she’s not my wife. Wasn’t her expression worth seeing?”
It was worth seeing.
However, Tristan was still grumbling with a face full of dissatisfaction.
“Even so…! Aish. Are you satisfied with just that?”
Thinking that a loyal subordinate is cute, Arthur rolled a fruit with his fingertips.
“Not satisfied? Should I scold him more?”
Tristan raised his voice towards Arthur in an emotional outburst.
“Is my mood a joke to you right now?”
Arthur gave a light laugh.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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