The Resetting Lady

Karen's not here.’

Isela felt good. Karen Haier is so peaceful just because she is not seen. Isela, who did not meet Karen all day and dominated Raymond, was satisfied as if she was full without eating. Raymond served up all Isela's miscellaneous needs all day.

"Mr. Raymond, after the engagement ceremony, words come."

When Isela was excited about her engagement schedule, Raymond immediately asked.

"Did Mr. Berdick comment on my situation?"

Isela did not hide her slight discomfort, hoping to please her more.

"Yes, you won't have to suffer anymore in the military."

"…is that so. Getting out of the front line has been a long story."

"No, it's only natural that you step back from the front line. You have to take on far more important tasks in this country than the military."

Something more beneficial to the Evans family.

My father is right. Raymond was sold to himself.

Flowers are in season. It is impossible to prevent a man's eyes from staying somewhere else for a while. But even if Verdick enjoys with other women for a while and his mother laughs with another man, they end up sleeping in the same room and discussing the big events in the family. The important thing is the big contract of marriage.

"I've spent my whole life in the Knights."

"Oh, my God, you're still young, aren't you? What evil thing are you saying about a bride you're going to marry?”

Isela laughed nervously with a nasal tone. She no longer wanted to be swayed by Raymond. It is so miserable to long for the affection of a man who is not interested in himself. It's a good position for her to put a rope around her neck and feed her and watch Raymond whine at her.

"It's because I'm nervous about leaving where I was all of a sudden. It's a little awkward. I thought it was a lifetime job."

Raymond smiles and shrugs his shoulders.

"You don't have to worry because I and my father will support you."

Isela took Raymond's hand. He looked down at Isela's hand, nodded, and closed his mouth, saying, "I see."

Father will eventually help himself as ever. I have no doubt that I will buy you anything you want. Not even a husband. And Isela didn't want her fiance to wield her.

"Mr. Raymond, would it be like a wedding if Count Elba's wife attended?"

"…I see, Miss Isela."

"You're happy, too, Raymond?"

He squinted at the golden handsome man. He answered with a picturesque smile.

"Yes, it's a great thing."

The affirmative answer, which comes without any hesitation, seemed rather false, but that is no longer important. The important thing is that he is not in a position to be offended. That's what I'm thinking. It's none of your business. He will laugh at Isela, enter the hall together, and go to the same bed.

"Hahoot."

Smile, my knight. My bridegroom overpriced.

Isela did not dare to let Raymond live like his father. Isela did not want to live like her mother. A relationship that fits properly and fills up affection and desire with a child under the contract.

No matter how handsome and well-bred he was, he ended up selling a stallion. The owner is the Evans. Even if he were of noble blood, he would not be able to continue his family, and his brother would not share his wealth with his brother, who is increasing his reputation day by day.

After three days, it will be the Evans that Raymond returns and smiles. Even if that smile doesn't come from the heart, at least make sure he doesn't get his way.

"Mr. Raymond. I heard you made a lot of contributions on the battlefield."

"…yes."

"I wonder how many you've done."

If Karen holds the reins with her beauty, she will hold the reins with her property. And at the very least, the local lord's daughter will live here, and her stammer will marry her fiancée and end her wretched life.

"…fortunately, I'm back safely. That's enough."

***

Isela, who dominated Raymond all day, seemed to be overjoyed. I don't know if I'm sick and tired of it or not. As a parent, I can't help but see her sparkling eyes. Verdick did not hide his smile at his daughter.

"My dear, what is it again?”

"What?"

I'm so happy that I can't even think straight. When Verdick laughed, Isela blushed and held out a bracelet on her wrist to her father.

"Did Lord Raymond give it to you?”

"Yes. Pretty, right?"

It's a little bit small compared to the fashion she has. The important thing is that Raymond gave it to me. It was also a good choice to send a servant to Raymond in advance and recommend him a suitable accessory. Swallowing small secrets that he would not tell his daughter, Verdick stepped back. The lord whispered to him secretly.

"Mr. Evans, I'm glad you're in a good.

"The lord doesn't have to care about that."

The lord sarcastically accused his daughter of being rude for a few days. Ignoring his words openly, Berdick gave his daughter and her fiance a pleasing look. Isela was too sensitive.

Evans became cheerful again in front of her fiance when an overly beautiful woman of her age, Karen, disappeared from the surroundings. And Raymond, like a well-grown aristocrat, was gently leading the atmosphere, fitting in with Isela's conversation. He was a man of that level of tact.

Verdick doesn't want him to be like Isela's wish. However, I wanted to protect my child's fantasy at least a little bit. It is necessary to break a vain dream by shouting like last time, but it is his desire to have a daughter who laughs and cries well even if she looks a little less distant than to beat the calculator coldly. I have raised my daughter like that so far. Sometimes being overly tactless will get better when you get older.

Like any parent, Berdick turned to the lord, organizing his feelings for his child.

"Does your girl resemble your mother?"

"You look more like me than he does.”

"My daughter looks just like her mother. Have you ever heard of it?"

"The fame of Lady Catherine is widely known. He wanted us to provide his clothes."

Even so, he retired a year after his social debut and ended up in this countryside. And he was stuck and killed. Berdick had no feelings for Catherine, but he was sorry for Karen, who looked like her.

"I'd appreciate it if you could help my daughter with her clothes when she makes her debut.”

"…I'll be very clear."

Berdick gritted his teeth. The Evans fall behind the Haiers, despite Berdych's possession of all kinds of territorial rights. That's the status. It is a country with nobility and royalty. You should bow down and show your respect.

"I want to see my daughter and my daughter debut together later."

It would be quite worth seeing if such Haier's daughter appeared as Evans's maid of honor.

Berdick chirped and raised his glass to the lord.

The child of the lord, who is completely different from his daughter, uses not only beauty but also silence and smile as ornaments. Did adversity create the wisdom that is not as old? Then much of the adversity must have been created by himself.

Like Isella, you must have influenced Karen's personality a lot. Berdick was a young man who believed in hitting. A teenage girl is only normal when she is born. Teenagers who are overly self-cleaning like Karen are not deep-seated, but just depressed.

"Your daughter must not be feeling well."

His body is worse than Isela's. The lord answered with his head down and mumbling.

"…well, I'm a little weak. I think it's because there's a lot of things.”

Don't come out forever. Berdick prayed to himself. It is good for a bar girl or a maid in the family to be pretty, but it is really annoying that her daughter's competitor is beautiful.

Since Karen is not here, isn't this peaceful? Verdick didn't like that a young woman dominated the atmosphere. For no particular reason, a fine face makes her daughter depressed and her contract falters. Berdick wanted a deal that would be all right.

"Are you uncomfortable with Haier Young-ae?"

Before I knew it, Raymond approached the lord and asked.

"Mr. Raymond, more than that….”

When Raymond asked the lord, Isela immediately clung to him. The two middle-aged people felt bad at the same time. One was to lighten her daughter's pain, and the other was to her attitude as if she were hanging on.

Berdick glanced sideways at the lord and opened his mouth at Isela.

"Icella, why don't you visit Haier Young-ae's room later?”

"What?"

He glanced at his daughter, who looked at her with a face that he didn't understand, and recommended Isela again.

"You must be very uncomfortable. I'm into eating.”

"Uh…Um…Yes, I guess so."

Isela held Raymond's arm in one hand with a grim face and looked at his father and lord with anxious eyes. Big eyes look innocent.

"Go and see if it's okay, and ask them to attend the engagement in three days."

a request, not a request

Do it as if the owner is looking after the guest. It's Miss Haier who's making a bigger excuse.

He still thinks he's the owner of the land.

"Is it necessary to bring in sick people?”

Raymond, who couldn't see it, stepped up.

"Hoo-hoo, Lord Raymond. I hope it's popular."

"Mr. Berdick."

"It's nothing.

Verdick enjoyed the hard face of the lord. It doesn't matter if Karen is really sick or if she's doing this because she's upset about Raymond getting engaged. If we say more here, the situation will be solidified into the latter.

"The marriage that the Countess is attending, no. Wouldn't it be quite disappointing to miss the engagement? Now Isela will be in this area for quite a long time. It's better to show it clearly in many ways."

"Well, the story is going funny."

"Yes."

The lord seemed to want to say something more, but soon he smiled again and stepped back and instructed Dulan to do something. Music slowed down because musicians were reading faces before a brief war of nerves. Berdick had musicians play waltzes on behalf of the lord.

The music started again, followed by an awkward laughter meal.

It was a proper prescription to advance the engagement ceremony. Berdick saw that his daughter's face had improved noticeably, so he picked up the dishes again. As if they had brought in the finest ingredients for the festival, all the foods were showing off their subtle taste.

'Well, that's not the only day.’

What is the problem? The engagement with Raymond is like a wedding. The business is doing well, and the parliamentary seat through the Countess has been confirmed. Most of the work is smooth. But it's not enough. Only one. What is that?

His tongue was longing for the ecstasy of the day. Verdick was smitten with regret. Berdick wanted to test the extent of the gourmet he could enjoy in the house to the limit. Will the Countess' visit recreate the feast of beauty again?

Thinking about himself negotiating with the count's wife with Yeongju on one side and Raymond on the other, makes me feel full. Berdick squinted at his daughter's smiling face.

Everything is smooth.