The Resetting Lady

Raymond walked down the hall. It was a little late in the morning. The dazzling sun was coming through the window of the hall. Bless you. Your steps were light. Raymond liked this house, which was extremely few people. It was not a house of the Sairtes, so it was a place to stay for a while, but there was also peace. I will go to my house soon. Choose Raymond, just like the woman he chose.

"Dona?"

There was no one else where Karen and she stayed. Raymond felt a little relieved to see the maid gone. Now it was enough for her. Because I felt a little shy.

"Hmm."

Raymond saw a hydrangea in his hand. flowers of white and blue summer Now the kind of flowers will change. Summer is passing by. Karen's bedroom with red hair was more like a contrasting white and blue flower. What flower should I choose after summer?

"I think jewelry would have been better than flowers."

Raymond thought about holding a flower. It was a gift chosen as a red line for children on the street, but Karen just said thank you for the flowers and added that she was grateful for the jewelry.

He smiled and thanked me for everything, but there was no big change. I wanted to surprise her, but she was also good at gambling, so she wasn't bothered by money. All she's interested in is the weird antiques. Raymond knew he was too fast, but he didn't want to wait.

"Oh, but this isn't right."

After thinking about it, Raymond just bought a bunch of hydrangeas as usual. I didn't want to wait until the store opened. So Raymond just brought a bunch of hydrangeas. It was comforting that he was in good condition.

knock, knock

Raymond knocked on Karen's door. There was no sound. Raymond wondered if it was because it was still too early. It would be polite to go back.

"Well."

However, I wanted to open the door even more. emotions that cause a person to ignore and become childish Raymond happily accepted the slight fall.

Crying.

The door opened.

And Karen was in bed. It was still not getting up. She hated getting up early in the morning. Raymond tried hard to make her a dawn-moving person, following the words "a healthy body and a healthy mind," but that was a failure.

It would be polite to go back out after checking Karen's sleep.

Raymond sees Karen's closed eyes like a doll. Her face was surprisingly pretty.

Is he dead?

Raymond thought that for a moment. I felt so unrealistic.

When Raymond first saw her, he thought she was a little older. He did not appear to be seventeen. I couldn't bring myself to tell you the story. She was not seen at that age. In fact, sometimes it wasn't even seen as a human being. Raymond was used to beauty, but Karen's face and impression sometimes seemed to transcend something. Like a stone or water. (like a corpse.

But Karen was alive. As evidence, the chest was slowly moving up and down. He's breathing.

before Raymond's eyes

Raymond put the hydrangea next to his face. The bouquets of flowers I had brought every day filled the room with flowers, and Karen was almost buried in flowers. It was like a tomb of flowers.

"Carran."

“…….”

There is plenty of time. Duke and Marquis. A majority of senators and members of the House voted for Prince Gwiz. The next king will be Louis. Prince Gwiz will no longer be able to send Raymond to the jaws of death. And next week Raymond will be a senator.

"Until when do you only sleep? Please get up.”

Karen may have killed a man.

But that doesn't matter. Raymond looked at Karen slowly from the side. If Karen shows any signs of violence, if she kills people. Raymond was able to point a gun at Karen's head at all costs. There was. Now? You don't have to.

Karen has never been violent by her side. She was always, always a thorough victim. What would it have been like if he had shown such a tendency? Perhaps Raymond is just being coy in front of him because he is much stronger than her physically. But there was no attempt to kill Raymond, nor did she show violence to the maids, children, or children passing by.

"I fell into a book."

He only talked about the ridiculous delusion that he was into books.

"And you're my male lead."

I was just craving for love. with a rattling sound saying strange things There is no obstacle to love someone who asks for love.

"Carran."

Raymond thinks Karen is crazy. I think Karen is a sinner. I don't believe what Karen says. But for all those reasons, they were no reason not to love Karen. Raymond realized. There is no reason not to love her.

"...Lord Raymond, in a lady's room... Excuse me."

Karen opens her dim eyes and covers her face. Rather than being shy, he was a little annoyed. Raymond smiled at her grim face. She always had a straight face, but when she was less awake, she couldn't help it.

"Didn't you just come into my room?"

"Now… Morning… Make-up... Wash-up....”

Karen can't tell if she hasn't gotten out of bed yet. The face did not fit in with murder or madness. Raymond thought it was funny. And a little bit sad.

They will be happy if they keep this appearance. But that means she doesn't love her shortcomings as they are. Raymond had a strong premonition that he would probably never understand her. But that doesn't matter now. Understanding and love are fine even if they are not compatible.

"Get up."

"In an hour."

"Marry me, please."

What should I say? The girl who asked me to love her. Will he be surprised, happy, or crying?

It wasn't anything. Karen threw the pillow. To Raymond's face. Raymond, of course, caught the pillow. But Karen shouted, even angrier at the reaction.

"Do you want to die?"

"I'll be dead in about 100 years."

I didn't expect this. But this is good as it is. He would have liked whatever Karen said. Because his mind is already set.

"Now, a person is sleeping, and he just came in and... An uninteresting joke... I'm going to die."

"It's a little sad that it's not fun, but I mean it."

"…sincerely? Well, I mean, wait a minute. Really?"

"Yes."

Karen bowed her head. I was just thinking about going back to sleep, but he turns his eyes slightly and talks. He still looked tired, but he didn't look so bad.

"In five hours, I'll tell you again after I've finished makeup. Bring the ring."

"Can't we hear the answer first?"

"I'm dying. I just....”

And Karen buried her head in the pillow. After a while, a small voice came out.

"Lord Raymond, am I crazy or are you crazy?”

"I'm crazy about love."

"It's so grossly boring.”

If he was crazy about love, what would Karen be crazy about? Is she bound by something? But for sure, Karen is crazy. It was not a metaphorical term for people like Raymond, like Verdick, who hung on to something like honor or revenge or money or such worldly values or honor. It was something more natural. Like a disease.

"…leh, as Lord Raymond said… Karen is crazy. That's my, I'll guarantee it."

Karen is just sick. Like his brother, the doctor, the priest said.

Raymond felt great relief from the affirmation.

Karen is crazy.

But that won't be a big problem for them.

Raymond felt completely at ease when he admitted that Karen was a psychopath.

Karen is just sick. He is a mentally ill patient. Sick people sometimes do things they don't understand. It is an area that families should understand and take care of.

"I want to live my life with you.”

"Well… yeah. That's fine. I'll let you go without the ring."

Raymond laughed at Karen's answer.

"It's an honor."

Raymond can't understand Karen, and he won't even affirm her behavior. But he loves her. Raymond decided so. If she takes an unexpected turn, she stops it as her husband, and that's it. Maybe the bedroom needs bars. But it's still good.

I'm fine.

Raymond stroked Karen's hair.

You're sick. And maybe he's crazy. But that doesn't matter. It's not a matter of love.

It's okay. A sick person can do that.

But Raymond didn't think to leave Karen alone. Just letting it go is a indulgence. He will do his family duty. I will fulfill my responsibility. Like he did to his brother. Even if your family is sick or if you make a mistake.

Karen is still young. He is seventeen years old. And a little crazy. But at that age, it could be. Raymond has seen more insane people on the battlefield. Her level of madness is tolerable as a husband. She will become wise as time goes by, and the day will come when childhood delusions will be dismissed as shameful past.

"I think I really love you."

She will now know the joy of giving to the poor, the security of being among the faithful, and the peace she feels in her home. by Raymond's side That was not the only concession.

Raymond embraced his new family.

So Karen's face was not seen.

***

Bless you.

Duran stood at the main hall of the cathedral. Raymond went back. Duran stood in the corridor and touched the pillar. Light was shining from the stained glass of the cathedral. The dawn mass was over and the people went back. Raymond went back to Karen. Raymond's confession is over. No, it wasn't even a confession. Raymond doesn't have to do anything wrong. The sinner is not him.

It is not him who should be exonerated.

Duran holds the wall with a trembling hand. It's blinding. Duran turned his head to the wall. Duran turned his head in the main hall, in the castle. There is a sinner here. There is a deceptive. A heretic is here. There is a sinner here who can't escape even if he tries to run away.

Duran knelt down. It was more like a fall than an intention. His sin was so deep that he was afraid. But nevertheless. Nevertheless!

Duran put his hands together. Nervous mouth. Nervous hands. Nevertheless, I will never give up. The value he wants is there. That deep, deep desire that God will not allow.

God, have mercy on them.

God, don't show me mercy.

I am a sinner and will burn in hell. I know it.

Duran confessed his sins.

There was no one listening.