The Abandoned Baroness is one of the Black Knight’s favorites

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Sofia raised her face from a written invitation and stretched out her arms.

I am good at persistent work and I don't dislike it. It was convenient for Sofia today to be even more attentive. However, if you keep doing so, your body will harden.

"Sofia, don't overfill the roots. Why don't you take a break?

Looking back, Carina, who was organizing the invitation after Sophia had finished at the side table, also stopped.

Really?

"That's right. ─ ─ In general, it's not good how much makeup you hide, 'ma'am' doesn't look like that. If you don't take a good break, I won't do it tomorrow! Everyone should be worried!

Carina glanced at Sofia's face.

If you say so, Sofia has no words to return. As Carina said, there is still a clear neighborhood under Sofia's eyes today. It was Carina who carefully concealed it while complaining.

Not every day, but lately Sofia had a bad dream. Those days are shallow, often unable to get back to sleep, and they create a neighborhood. If Carina doesn't hide it, she'll be worried about Christina and the others.

"I'm sorry...."

Sofia apologized honestly and got knocked out.

"But if we don't do something about the cause, there's no point. It's bad for your health.... hey, after all, won't you talk to me?

"... yeah. I'm sorry."

Carina exhales.

"Don't apologize to me. But isn't your husband worried?

When Sofia tilted her neck, Carina laughed bitterly.

"Do you think Milord didn't notice? I put off my makeup when I go to bed at night, and I sleep with her."

"Ah...."

Carina was right.

Sofia behaved bravely in front of Gilbert, but she woke up many times in the middle of the night. Gilbert looked asleep, but maybe he woke up.

I remember Gilbert last night. He was saying something and swallowing it. Was it respectful of Sofia's unwillingness to talk?

"Is that what you can't say?

"... let me think a little more"

I knew Sofia's nightmare was caused by what happened in Elatos.

It's a dream of being locked in a room with a collar and a lock on it. There is no light, and the men who appear from time to time speak words that accurately determine Sofia's heart. Gilbert can't help you in your dreams. Every time I realize it's a dream, I repeat that I have to wake up quickly and wake up to relieve Gilbert in front of me.

Words directed at Sofia in repeated dreams were not just what was said on that occasion. Some days my uncle, aunt and Bianca said something to me. It was already over, but now it's ridiculous to get hurt by dreams.

I couldn't say much to Gilbert because I knew.

I didn't want to tell Gilbert, who came to help me, or Carina, who was by my side when Sofia was captured. I don't want to hurt you both because of Sofia's dream.

However, if Gilbert is worried too much about it, it will be a final fall.

"I can't help it.... anyway, let's take a break now. The chef must be making tarts for me today."

"─ ─ Yes, I understand."

Sofia got up from her chair and moved to the sofa. Carina, who followed her with her eyes, smiled a little and left the room.

"But... I don't want to be a burden to Gilbert..."

I am aware of the inconvenience.

Once, when I first met her, she said she didn't want to be Gilbert's luggage. Even now that I'm married, I don't change my mind.

No matter how hard Sofia tried, there was a backlash that Gilbert was burdened with.

I can't tell Gilbert. Because if you say so, I know you'll hold me gently if you don't.

"But I want to do something about my dreams."

I wonder if the anxiety of that time has been wiped out in my heart. It may have become like a trauma.

Sofia remembered the feeling. That was after my parents' funeral. I was afraid I'd never see you again. A warm and gentle mother and a serious but sweet father to Sofia. How many times have I dreamed of losing them?

Nobody told me anything because I slept alone at that time. And somehow I stopped dreaming about it. I remember feeling lonely at the same time.

"Sofia, wait! Strawberry tart today."

There was a bright sound that blew away Sofia's depressed emotions, along with the squeaking sound of a wagon. Carina is back. Sofia shook her head to the left and right to shake off what she was thinking and try to make a bright voice.

"Wow! I'm looking forward to it. Hey, Carina, why don't you join us for tea?

Sophia nodded, as did Carina.

"That's why I got two tarts."

Carina lined up the tarts and poured tea into each teacup. And he sat down on the sofa opposite Sofia, where the servant would not otherwise sit.