The Duke’s Daughter Is the Knight Captain’s (62) Young Wife

"Hey, what's up, Carol"

That's what Zach has been asking me, wondering, when I stopped.

Honestly, I can only think of a future that's not bright, and I'm filled with feelings that I don't want to go home.

A carriage bearing the royal emblem.

If His Majesty the King or Her Majesty the Queen is going to visit, that should be the plan. And if you have exactly that kind of appointment, you should be talking to me.

But this morning, we didn't talk about that. I mean, it's a sudden visit.

Royalty visits our home without contacting us beforehand - as a result of this, there will be only one other person.

"... ha"

"Hmm? Are you expecting a guest?

"Yeah, looks like it."

I'm very sorry, though.

Oh, what shall we do? I seriously don't want to go home.

"Um, lady..."

"Yes."

But you won't have the option that I won't go home.

Perhaps the visitors are running errands on me. At least it would have been nice to be present if the return escort was on my brother, but in Zach it would be rude to have him present.

"Zach."

"Hmm?"

"Why don't you go back to the Knights and get your brother?

"... to? No, Mr. Alberto must still have a job."

"Really..."

Too bad. With my brother, I could still resist.

But you can't make me give up my Knights job at my convenience either.

"Okay, so that's it for Zach. I'm going home like this."

"... ah, oh. What's the big deal?

"Probably, yeah. For once, tell your brother a word. A messenger came to my house from the royal family,"

I'm not a messenger, I think it's probably a hit.

If you were a messenger, you wouldn't come in a conspicuous carriage like that.

"Oh, okay"

"See you later, Zach,"

"No way."

He nodded so honestly for 10%, and Zach is coming back to the Knights.

And then, if your father and mother are at home, you can deal with them together. If we're both not here, let's not see each other either.

Make your mind up and enter the mansion.

"Welcome home, young lady."

First, it was Richard who welcomed me.

I can see how anxious you are. Well, if people come from the royal family without a promise, this would be a reaction, too.

I can mostly imagine who came, but I'll ask.

"Um, a customer..."

"Yes, who was there?"

"That's... Your Highness, Rayford is here."

Is it still?

Well, I thought you probably would, but what can I do for you now?

"Which way now?

"Your wife is dealing with you in the reception room."

"What about your father?

"We are removing it for your use. I think you'll be back soon..."

Seems like the only one who's here is my mother.

But if you have a mother, you can handle it. My mother is perfect with everything.

"What could I do for you?

"... that's what makes the lady out, with a twist. I told you I was going out."

"Really?"

Well, as expected, is it for me?

I don't know why, I don't know what my intentions are, and I despise them thoughtfully in my heart, but for once I'm the eldest son of the royal family. You can't ignore it either.

I have no choice but to head to the reception room.

Of course, for when something happens, I'm keeping Natalia back.

of the reception room just upstairs, in front of the door.

I knocked on the door first.

"Come in."

Along with your mother's voice like that, I open the door.

Naturally there, on the front of my mother sitting on a paired couch, with His Highness Rayford......

Uh, what was your name? I forgot.

Sure... uh, it was kind of a sweet name.

Miss Maple, was it?

In the meantime, it would have been better if His Highness had found true love and doing, sitting with him.

"Hmm, finally back, Carol. I didn't expect you to keep me waiting so long."

"Many times, if you don't like to wait, please go home."

"Shut up, but the Duchess won't give me orders."

As before, it's an arrogant attitude. Apparently nothing has changed.

You've even had a headache.

"Carol, sit next to my mother."

"Yes, Mother"

Follow your mother's words and sit next to them.

And Natalia will refrain behind my seat. Of course, behind His Royal Highness Rayford stood about two of your escorts.

"For me, I asked."

"Oh. Damn, you're still disrespectful. Don't you even have words of apology for keeping me waiting?"

……

Even so, Your Highness is the one who waited on his own.

I was just doing my job, and I don't have to apologize at all.

Or, if I say so, I feel angry, so I won't say anything.

Hopefully, I'd like you to leave early.

"So, what can I do for you"

"... well, ignore my words. That's what I said about apologizing."

"Ha..."

I don't know why, all I get is sigh.

I know there's a flower garden blooming on His Highness's head, but I didn't think it would be this much.

As far as I'm concerned, I'd just like you to come in on an errand.

I don't know why I have to apologize.

"Well, fine...... sorry to keep you waiting"

"Well, the Duke of Ambrose hasn't been educated for a long time without being prompted to apologize."

……

That's enough. I won't say anything.

My mother, too, is quietly angry next door. If you see someone less polite than this, it would be natural to be furious.

"Well fine. I did it on purpose. We know it's the right thing to do."

"What is it"

"If you really want to, you can get engaged again. I'm generous."

"Not at all."

I accidentally answered an untranslated suggestion with a spinal reflex.