Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

"... Ma'am, may I?"

Elle, a samurai-headed lady serving the Duke of Almeria's house since ancient times, offers me clothes as she asks.

It's a simple, masculine piece of clothing that never ends as a 'Duchess'.

"Yeah, fine."

Remove the trinket and take off the dress.

Instead, I wore the clothes Elle offered me.

The hair is then unwrought and bracketed in one piece underneath, and the coat is woven with feathers.

Finally, I wore a sword that I had taken from that hidden room.

"... are you going"

He came into the room looking like that. Look at me, my husband asks.

"Yes."

Neither I nor my husband will open their mouths.

Silence dominates the room.

Instead of opening my mouth, me and my husband were staring at each other.

... My eyes say things as well as my mouth.

I want to say something to my husband… but the words I never say are passed on to me.

I don't want you to go, but I can never stop you.

Her husband's eyes seemed to say so.

I'm sure your husband will be the same again.

... I want to leave, I need to.

If anything happens to my husband while I'm gone, I can't regret it.

But I have to go.

To protect what is important to us.

My husband would be looking into my eyes and feeling the grip, even if I didn't say it.

I smiled and opened my mouth as I swallowed my thoughts.

"... don't be afraid. I'll come back to my husband alive.... the only place I come back to is under my husband"

My husband laughed again at those words as if to say them to himself.

"Oh. I believe you.... Running with you won't come true, but my heart is with you. I will bear with you whatever you have to carry, and I will protect you from everything that inhibits your movement... that vow that once was, will never change. Come on, come on."

"Yep... Yep. I'm coming, sir."

That's how I head to the Marquis Anderson house.

The greeting was there, too, and was immediately passed before his brother, Parks.

"... the situation is more than Iris has heard"

Your brother cuts out the subject in a particularly harsher tone.

"Yes, brother, I'm sorry..."

"... your daughter is really ready. Our soldiers have created a great name for going to the Duke of Almeria's house, and, by the way, the First Prince has already been informed."

Your brother blocked my words and said so with a bitter laugh.

"Already, the soldiers have assembled. But I can't get a lot out of you."

"That's what I have to do.... Personnel?

"There are hundreds of active soldiers. Once upon a time, they were the ones who ran through the battlefield with you."

"Then you'll be fine."

Relieve yourself of your brother's words.

I didn't expect you to have so many personnel out, because I honestly didn't think about it.

"But I haven't given any orders just to summon. It's up to you whether they follow or not."

In the dark, 'Can you make them obey'... your brother seemed to be asking.

"So, good.... If it were the Lord's command, you would surely listen, but I am the only one who leads it. If I, the head, can't obey, I could be a U.N. crowd on the battlefield... you're afraid of that, aren't you?

But I expected that.

I thought it was more natural than that.

"... as always, when it comes to battle, don't work."

"Excuse me. I used to be... but now as a Duchess, you can swim in the social world in the crowd?

"Over there, too, is it a battlefield for you?

"... Indeed"

While affirming, I laughed.

"Well, that's good. Thank you so much, brother."

"Pray for good luck"

"Yes."

When I left the study in a good mood, I headed to the arena where the Marquis Anderson escorts were gathered.