"Sofia, wait!"

Shortly afterwards, Carina came back pushing the wagon.You must have received the remainder of the tea party. A familiar cake is cut into small pieces and lined up on a plate.

"Carina...."

The moment I saw Carina's smile, Sofia suddenly felt comfortable.Relax your shoulders and accidentally leave your body on your back.I know it's bad manners, but only Carina can miss it now.

Carina closes the door immediately.

"Eh, what? You look so tired when you say you want to take a break."

Speaking to that point, he glanced back at the door as if he had noticed.

"... I just intercepted Viscount Gere.Could he have come? "

Uh-huh.

"No, I'm sorry I left you alone!"

When Sofia nodded, Carina looked at her in surprise.

But it was a coincidence that Marcel came in the absence of Carina.Carina doesn't have to blame herself because Sofia has managed to survive.

"... I don't care."

Sofia, who tried to smile, failed and became a pathetic face.Carina wrinkles between her eyebrows, puts the wagon down and walks toward Sofia.

"What are you talking about with that face?For now, let's take a break. Come here. "

Sophia moved to the tea table by the window while Carina grabbed her arm and urged her to do so.When the place changes, the scenery changes.The autumn garden from the window comforted Sofia.

Carina hurried to brew tea, and a tea party between Sofia and Carina began.

With the cake on, Sofia told Carina what had happened earlier.It's against Gilbert that we're being held hostage.Sofia will have no problem talking to Carina.

Carina, who heard the story, ate the cake with a bite like she had abandoned herself.

"Wow. The Vicomte is so cunning when he comes to Sofia."

Really?

Sofia leans her neck at the expression "cunning."

"Yes, if you think it's really bad, you should go apologize to your husband.And keep your mouth shut. "

"But I don't want to inconvenience you, either..."

Even I'm worried about the key to the costume room.

Sofia knows Gilbert is busy.Especially in the last few days.Work as usual and prepare for visitors, meetings, and receptions.It seemed like she was trying to keep Sofia out of her mind, but she couldn't help but notice.The look on your face and the speed with which you fall asleep.Trying to touch Sofia more than usual will be unconscious, trying to calm your mind.

Carina gave up and shook her head.

"Okay, but I'll tell Hans if anything happens next time."

Huh?

Carina shrugs her lips to surprise Sofia.

"I'm angry, too.About Sofia... who despises the wife of this mansion?I'm not shutting up, so it's okay. "

Sofia laughed unexpectedly.It warms my heart to know that Carina cares about Sofia unchanged.

"Yes, thank you, Carina."

Sofia also carried the cake into her mouth.Sweet and sweet, it melted loosely in the mouth with a little acidity.

At night, Sofia was drinking herbal tea in her private room with Gilbert.Gilbert brewed it for me, as usual, and it tastes relieved.

Both Gilbert and Sofia were in a hurry today.Even though we don't spend much time late at night and each other think it's better to go to bed early, for some reason it's slower to drink herbal tea.I don't know about Gilbert's mood, but at least Sofia wanted to immerse herself in the reassuring time she finally visited.

"Sofia, you must be tired today."

Gilbert said with a hard expression.Sofia shook her neck left and right and smiled slightly.

"Well done, Gilbert."

Gilbert must have been a lot harder than Sofia.Sofia didn't know what the main meeting was, but she knew it was difficult.Not to mention that Gilbert is still young. Being Lord of the Marquis of Forster against an older noble opponent would be a big deal.

As usual, Gilbert stretches out his arms to lay his hands on Sofia.Sofia shook her hands unexpectedly as her fingertips touched her.

Sofia has no magic.So Gilbert can't read Sofia's mind.I understood that, and now I feel like I'm somehow cheating.Is it so guilty to realize that you are hiding something?

Gilbert glanced at Sofia's tremors for a moment, but held his hand as if nothing had happened.