The Earl’s Bad Wife

My name is Helmina von Roethlingen.

Your father was the king's brother, and he gave you the Duke's place.

Blue eyes on dark hair given only to the royal family are one of the pride.

More proud than that are my ten sisters.

Sister Dorothea, who is good at knitting and sewing, bright Elke, swordsmanship, and knocks on various ways to protect herself. Sister Corianna's song is the best in the world, and Sister Charlotte's sweets taste sweet. Sister Cassandra, who enthusiastically taught me to study, Sister Tsizzillier's quest for beauty is a wonderful thing. My sister Alexia, my triplet-sister Berta, my sister Bianca and my sister Clara, who taught me how wonderful nature is, are close in age, so I got a lot to play with.

They're all sweet, beautiful, and I love them.

But it seemed that your father had a hard time finding someone to marry, and I watched his hair retract day by day from hardship.

If your sisters turn seventeen or eighteen, they will go to their daughters.

By the time I got my mind on it, my sister Elke and my sister Dorothea were married, but they came to see me often.

My sister, who had gone to a distant place to be married, would see me once a year or not.

Though I begged your father not to let your sister go far, he gave me a proper explanation when I was a young man at the time that it was difficult to find someone to marry in the King's capital.

One, one and the sisters will go with their daughters.

Year after year, the large mansion became quiet.

In the meantime, we have a family incident that falls to the bottom of the valley of misfortune.

Your father died the following year when he saw the marriage of his triplets, Berta, Bianca and Clara.

It will be a sad reunion even though the whole family has been together for a long time.

A year after the mourning dawned, I was invited by my uncle, the King.

To say my father's brother, I've met my uncle enough times with one hand. I was terribly nervous that day.

King, my uncle asks me if I have been well since the funeral.

Though I was depressed, I was feeling fine every day.

Dorothea, who has worked out her body for a long time. I hardly catch a cold in the shame of my sister, and walking in the rich woods would have healed my heart. There are other things that your sister taught me that support me.

When I told him that, my uncle said to me, "You have a sister in Helmina right now."

The words fill my chest.

My sisters, who went far away to marry me, exist in me.

With that in mind, I was very brave. I don't think I'm lonely anymore.

After thanking my uncle, I move on to the point.

This time the requirements were astonishing.

It's about my marriage.

When I heard the story, your father had asked your brother, your uncle, to find someone to marry.

On the hospital bed, I tell my uncle, who came to visit me with patience, that I had entrusted him as a will.

At the dawn of mourning, my uncle looked for my wedding partner and recommended me to a man.

First off, I say it's not a forced marriage. If you don't like it, look for someone else.

Your father wanted me to get married so I could be happy. That feeling alone makes me happy.

The other man says he is a trustworthy man and his uncle has a glance at him. He said he was bright and loud and he felt better. Finally, the name of the person is given.

- Erich von Veimar.

I almost gave her a voice when I heard that, but swallowed it on the verge.

He is the second son of an old historic famous family, Count Veimar, and is well born and raised. I was a Kingsguard knight for the second prince, and my profession was impeccable.

Only once, I met Erich von Veimar at a night club. A man with golden hair, gentle green eyes, and a beautiful face.

Unfortunately, though, he is one of the best players in the social world, a constantly rumored butt-light man with a woman.

Recently, I have been told that I have a child with my hands on a samurai who serves as a prince.

Age is twenty-seven. As an aristocratic man, he's only marginally past his marriageable age, but if he knew his past, he might have had no choice but to talk about it.

If you don't like this marriage, your uncle said you can refuse it.

However, every house is in a similar situation for noble marriages.

He said it was a blood contract to strengthen the connection between the houses. Friendly couples like their parents are rare.

I thought I couldn't bother my busy uncle any more and decided to take this marriage.

She asks me if it's okay.

I'm guessing your uncle knows Erich von Veimar's game of fire.

Where I wanted, I replied twice so that I could challenge every battle.

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- That said, I'm not going to play a very adult and well-heard wife.

I wrote various introductions in my letter to Aerich von Veimar.

Dear 'My dear' Erich von Veimar,

First of all, I wrote in more polite terms than necessary to thank you for your socio-ordinary-legislative greeting and to the effect that I would take care of you from now on. This way, it feels disgusting.

Then we move on to the point.

First, the most important thing was the request to take my mother to her daughter-in-law.

The mother of an exotic boxed daughter is not much to rely on. So I want to live with you. Incidentally, the Duke was returned to the country after the death of his father.

Next, I mentioned what I liked.

My primary hobby was to move my body, and I wrote that I run the woods with horses, do deer hunting if it's hunting season, and also do auditions with wooden knives every day.

Well, this isn't a lie. Looking forward to the day when I can have a sword meeting, I'll add.

Then he wrote that he loved trendy dresses and jewellery and shopping was his hobby.

I will add that I often waste my time.

Although I've never bought a dress or jewelry that I don't need.

I also hang out with friends in the social world frequently, and the tea party was held once a week. Don't forget to write that when you get married, you're going to invite a lot of people.

Meals are only mouth-watering made by leading cooks, and there is a special focus on tea and confectionery brands. I wrote it down in detail.

I want to take all my parents' servants.

I also wrote that I wanted to bring in the furniture, if I could, as much as I could think of a wish of my own accord.

If you don't get this much done, you can't do the wife of a player's husband.

The child is going to have several, and although he plays a chaste wife in public, he wanted to make it easier to spend time in the house.

I eventually wrote fifteen letters of unscrupulous hope, but I sent them as they were without suggestion.

A few days later, a samurai brings a letter when she receives a reply from Erich von Veimar.

I ended up cutting the seal excitedly about how they would get out.

The reply to the letter, consisting of fifteen sheets, returns with a single note.

The moment I spread the letter, I frowned.

The contents on the paper were really simple.

Dear Helmina von Rotlingen,

Thank you for your letter. I've never received a polite letter like that, and I was very pleased.

I look forward to seeing the day you will be married.

From Erich von Veimar, Love.

Does that mean swallowing all of that impossible, reckless triple slap of demand? I thought I didn't understand.

Bad reviews spread, and you said you needed a decorative wife to care about the public?

He seemed to be delivering gifts with me.

When I opened the box, the contents were a popular treat in the capital.

This is a fantastic treat that is sold in a single box per person and cannot be obtained without three hours in line.

There are no women in Wangdu who don't want to talk about it. Such a lovely gift.

A letter spelled out in beautiful letters. A hobby gift.

He gave me the perfect payback.

Unexpectedly, my shoulders tremble.

Not anger or fear.

This gushing emotion, yes, said that my heart was excited.

Erich von Veimar.

No shortage for the other person.

He was burning a strong struggle when he tried to break it (spiritually) someday.