The Resetting Lady

"The bloody smell is vibrating."

“…….”

Duran was sitting around in a chair and frowned at Karen. For the seven days following the festival, he picks a burnt offering every day and picks his throat, bleeds, and lights it in front of the public. Unlike him, who was drenched in blood and medicine, Karen was bright. Duran looked displeased at Karen and said,

"…ha, you seem to be free.”

"Sir Raymond is so capable."

Karen shrugged her shoulders and saw an dissected rabbit. The new coffin acts like a butcher during the festival. It was ironic that the believer had blood on his hands to thank God. The preparation of the offering, which seemed to require a fairly long preparation period, ended earlier than expected.

The preparation period, which was expected to be about two weeks, ended in three days with the merger of Raymond and Xenon. Karen, who was scheduled to meet her father for the rest of the preparation period and search for Nancy, had to give up the plan for an unexpected change in schedule.

On the fourth day of the water, there will be an engagement ceremony between Isela and Raymond.

The schedule turned the whole house upside down. Work was multiplied several times and employees and servants almost ran around. Even so, the engagement ceremony is bigger than usual.

It was an unexpected engagement for Karen as well. Engagement during this period. That's from Isela and Raymond. This has never happened before. It's all the more exciting to think about where Verdick made it too much to listen to Isela's complaint.

Nancy's death frightened Isela, Raymond's coldness made her even more anxious, and Berdick does a 100-year-old band to appease her. But there was something more exciting than that.

"…is it too bad he's going to get married?"

"A little."

Karen giggled and rubbed Dulan's shoulder and wrapped her arms around her neck.

"You're handsome, aren't you? You're talented, you're rich."

I gave my arm a boost. I wonder if I'm going to choke to death like this way. Of course, that feeble expectation was shattered by Duran without much effort. To the shame of Karen's efforts, Duran lightly loosened Karen's arm. Even though I put a lot of strength into it. There is a huge difference between the power of man and woman.

"I can't believe you refused to hug me. It's sad."

"…crazy."

Duran didn't look so bad when he said so. Dulan of the conference seemed strangely more relaxed than he had been, even when he was married. It didn't like Karen very much.

It's funny to see the subtle relaxation of men who mix their bodies. I want you to show more jealousy. Rather, the engagement ceremony between Raymond and Isela makes his nerves dull. Then it's a very unpleasant schedule.

"…for four days, clean and tidy."

What do you expect? Karen pulled Dulan's head hard. I heard a weak groan.

"Ugh."

"You don't have gray on your head."

"You, you really."

I'd like you to show me some more grumpy feelings. But now, for Karen, who found something more interesting, there was something more urgent than Duran's jealousy. Raymond has finished the work quickly, and in the meantime, he will be able to search his father's study and for Nancy.

It was more exciting than Raymond's engagement.

"You're the one who's fooling around. Anyway, I don't have time to see if my father is too busy. Ask him to spare me some time. I can't see you because you're not even here at mealtime, right?”

"…the lord is busy."

"Then give me the keys to the library key.

"…why?"

"Hellen doesn't have it. What if the housekeeper doesn't have it?”

"Seo, the library must be open.”

"Not that library, but my father's personal library. I heard you have the other one besides my father's.”

Duran made an impression with his head on.

"...why there?"

But Karen, who had already prepared the answer, answered without hesitation."

"I wanted to see my mother's portrait. We cleaned everything up in this house.”

"…when things are gone….”

"I think you're mistaken. It's my house after all."

Duran rolled his eyes and took a key out of the desk drawer. The complexity seemed difficult to replicate. When Duran stared at him, Karen immediately lowered the key and asked him.

"Tomorrow's slaughter, too.

"Don't talk like that…. Unfaithful and foolish….”

"Sorry."

When Karen cut off her horse with an apple, Duran talked a little more, then gave up his sermon and continued.

"…well, to be exact, from tomorrow. Today was a grain ritual."

"Well, what about that?"

"…practice."

"The smell is no joke. No, you don't have to wash it now. I'm going out tomorrow. I'm here to tell you that. With Raymond and Miss Evans. Oh, Lord Raymond. Don't use the cherry wagon. I'll use it tomorrow."

"Well, I'm familiar with it.”

"Are you jealous?"

Do something.

But Duran betrayed Karen's expectations. He just frowned and blamed Karen.

"…well, I hope you don't treat it so simply. If there's a brain. Karen Haier. Miss Evans is preparing for the engagement... 'cause you're gonna have to do it.

"She asked me to give her a chance."

Of course it's a lie. Isela had asked her not to be with her after she was recommended a good place to see the festival. We were planning to go out together and come back separately. Then she's the only one who can move freely inside the mansion. So it's comfortable for Karen to know that Duran goes out with her.

"To you? For a favor?"

Dulan turned his face and showed a questionable look, as if he didn't understand what Isella asked for.

"Sir Raymond didn't seem to like her at all."

"…did I?"

"It's not enough to show. What can the parties do about it? Anyway, I'm going to go out with Lord Raymond during the festival. Isn't it my duty to take care of a depressed guest? It would be good for our land to have them together."

"…it would be an opportunity to cast a spark of sin.”

That would be better. With a shrug of his shoulders, Dulan no longer raised a counterargument. He was too tired to do that.

***

"No, why are you following me again?"

"What? Lady Duran, if Raymond and Evans spend time together, you'll be alone, so stay with her....”

I'm so lazy. When Karen frowned, Donna looked sad. Bowen looked far away. Therefore, it is impossible to go back to the mansion alone and search the library.

"You little....”

"You've given me plenty of money."

Karen tapped Bowen on the leg with a parasol.

"I've said it over and over again and over and over again. Duran's not the lord yet?"

Donna peeked back and slipped back.

"And I'm the mistress. Don't talk like Duran gave you the money.”

"I'm sorry."

The servants were different from the maids, perhaps because they were not part of Karen, the mistress. I spent less time and it was hard to understand the movements. But this isn't right. Having criticized Bowen, she spoke to Donna with a smile.

"Then shall we go see Mrs. Dare?”

The new coach showed his determination not to repeat his predecessor's case. Karen, who had no particular intention of causing an accident, was just sitting in a carriage to Mrs. Deer's house, which seemed to make her employees nervous.

"I'm not running away."

"I don't believe you."

"Whew."

She shook her head, but Donna shook her head with her mouth closed.

"Tell me about Mrs. Dare."

"You know better than I do."

I know. I twisted my hair.

"What should I say?"

The carriage arrived at her house too soon. This is Mrs. Dare's house, after all this trouble. It is antique, but it was a little unattractive to say that it was the house where the tutor of Yeongju lived.

"Why is it so old?"

"…ma'am, but this is a pretty good house…It's close to the city."

"If it's close to the city, it's noisy.”

"You can move right away without having to ride a carriage. Security is better."

"Is that so…. How can I be more secure when there are so many people?"

"We can monitor each other."

"Isn't it better to have more employees?"

"Well, that... money....”

Bowen, who could not hear the two girls whispering, stopped talking.

"I'm coming in."

"Come on, wait."

Then Bowen knocked on the door without hearing Karen's answer. A shabby maid came out and asked for her identity, and her eyes widened and hurried into the house. A few minutes later, a middle-aged woman came out.

Donna gave an example first.

"Hello."

Is this woman Mrs. Dare? Karen folded up the umbrella and raised her skirt to greet her. He said hello and looked from toe to head. She was a woman who had never seen in the past period.

He's not that important, so I can't help it. But even the impression was a little disappointing. Breaking expectations is good, but unexpected is not always satisfactory.

Mrs. Dare was a plump middle-aged woman with rosy cheeks and a hint of gray hair. The ordinary impression was rather surprising. It seemed very distant from words such as secrets and conspiracies.

"Carran?"

"Yes…."

"Oh, my God."

She was a middle-aged woman with a soft impression. a plausible impression of a tutor

Mrs. Dare almost ran to Karen. Then he hugged Karen without a moment to speak.

"Carran? You're right."

I was so embarrassed that I stopped pushing my hand down. The woman, who hugged her breathtakingly, released Karen a long time later, looked at Karen with a face wet with emotion and held her hands together.

"It's been a long time."

As a new Karen, I had no choice but to laugh.

"Do you remember me?”

It was a difficult question to answer. I can't help but just laugh this time. Karen laughed.

"I haven't seen you in a long time."

"It hasn't been that long.”

Donna definitely said it hasn't been that long since she left.

"Carran."

"Yes, Mrs. Dare."

"You don't remember me."

Mrs. Dare said with a straight face. The gentle impression quickly hardened. Karen was speechless because the face apparently contained a meaning.

"Hasn't your memory come back yet?"