The Duchess of the Attic

The wedding with Hubert was very cold.

At the end of the lightly proceeded ceremony, few participants uttered words of blessing and there was no reception.

That is now blessed not only by the participants, but also by the villagers who have gathered around the chapel.

Opal was delighted to hear so many people say pure congratulations.

"Claude, what shall we do..."

"Are you all right? What happened? What happened?

"Wow... you might think it's stale..."

"Yeah, what?

"I'm so happy, I'm scared."

I never thought I'd say these words.

Naturally I thought they would laugh, but when Claude nodded with a serious look, he lay his hands on Opal's hand that accompanied his arm.

"I'm scared, too. I thought this might be a dream. I couldn't sleep last night either."

"Claude......"

When he heard Claude's weak voice, which always seemed confident, Opal had a bitter chest.

I'm just thrilled to say that we're officially married with a wedding, as if we're having one thought.

At the same time, Opal's face turned bright red, recalling what he had to talk about.

"Well, I have to tell you..."

"Claude! Don't fall in love with the bride forever, come quick!

Opal's words, which I was about to say, were blocked by Claude's eldest brother's chilling.

As soon as they left the chapel, they stopped. I guess the two looked staring at each other.

We were actually staring at each other, but Opal laughed as he turned to everyone in the blindfold.

It is somewhat embarrassing because it has been known to the barons since they were little.

He noticed something he was about to say, Claude, but he also understood Opal's mood, and he stared at his brother deliberately without pursuing him.

"Not as good as when you were my brother, right? I can't beat you with feelings, though."

That being said, Claude turns a pranky grin on her brother-in-law and returns her gaze to Opal.

Opal also pushed the embarrassment back and smiled.

Opal exhaled much louder as he boarded the carriage wrapped in all his blessings and smiles.

Next there's a reception at the mansion.

"Tired?

"No, I'm fine. But it's kind of full of breasts and it hurts."

When Opal answered by holding down his chest, Claude smiled calmly without saying anything.

This is where Claude is. Opal is weak.

It reassures me even if I don't have words.

"Claude's not good enough."

"What?

"I think you know everything about me."

"Why not?"

"But I know more about Claude than I do. For example…"

"For example?"

Trying to say it all at once, Opal hesitated.

After all, I may not even be thinking about Claude, such as being married for seven years and there was nothing there.

Still, Claude would understand.

"Wow, I haven't even... I mean, I've never been through that before"

"Experience, what?

"Oh... that's what I'm talking about!

I got a tight tone out of embarrassment.

When this happens, a mean opal can't be honest with his face.

Claude stares at such an opal in wonder.

"That sort of thing...?

"Huh, about the couple."

I couldn't stand Claude's gaze as she whined and thought, Opal slowly slipped away from his face and looked out the window.

Nevertheless, there is no view at all and all nerves are oriented towards Claude.

"... Huh? No, but you've been married for seven years, haven't you?

"Because I lived separately."

"I made it..."

Opal was getting anxious about Claude's reaction, even as he answered with vigour.

I didn't think it was a big deal, but I still lose momentum wondering if it's a problem.

"Hit me, is that so weird? I knew there was something wrong? You mean not me?

"You can't be no good! I'm the problem."

Claude vehemently denied it when Opal inquired completely out of energy.

And say something, shut your mouth.

"Claude?

"- Nothing."

Claude doesn't give me a proper answer, even though I revealed myself in a full mood to be opal.

Opal was upset about it and forgot his embarrassment.

"Claude, talk to me properly"

"It's no big deal, don't worry about it"

"I care. more and more concerned."

"Well, I'll talk to you later"

"Yeah? When's the next time? Until then, I can't stand it."

"I'm the one who can't stand it! Why are you telling me this now in the first place!

"That's not because I didn't know when to say it! Why are you angry!? I knew you couldn't!?

"So no! Opal isn't bad! I just..."

"What's up? Are we in a fight already?

Both Opal and Claude get obsessed with the story. Not really, I didn't realize the carriage was stopping.

Besides, it looks like Opal's father opened the door on his own because he didn't quite get off.

A little while later, he may have been called, but Opal stared at his father angrily.

"Father, don't open it on your own"

"Opal, if you don't do something about the strength of your mind, you're gonna get your love done."

"That's one of the attractions of Opal."

Claude gently smiled and followed Opal, who was increasingly angry with his father's words.

Then Opal couldn't say anything more, and the Count shrugged his shoulders off the spot as he shrugged.

"Oh no. You've kept everyone waiting."

Seeing the servants lined up in front of the mansion, Claude groans with sorrow.

Now after receiving the blessings of the servants, the Opals must welcome the invitees to the reception.

My father is coming back faster than everyone else, probably because he's going to get out on the way.

Maybe that was my father's advice.

(You're not clumsy or anything...)

Opal stared at his departing father's back as he stepped out of the carriage with Claude's hand.

I hold such Opal's hand strongly, and Claude leans softly against me.

"I like all of Opal."

"Wow, I'm in trouble. That sort of thing in Claude...... where you say anything"

"Sorry."

"... lying"

"Yeah?"

Claude followed Opal's father, but he said something embarrassing and tough and negative.

And yet Claude apologizes instead of being angry.

I didn't like myself for not being honest, Opal held Claude's hand back hard and braved himself to reveal the truth.

"I'm in trouble... but I really like it more than that. I love Claude."

"... thanks, Opal. I'm so glad. But I thought I'd do it now."

"Congratulations on your marriage!

Claude laughed a little lightly but said something, blocked by the blessing words of the butler who represented the servant.

Not long after that, the two of us were supposed to have time to take our time and celebrate the evening.