The Resetting Lady

06. Dullan Roid

"Marriage? Isn't it too fast?”

Isela was surprised by Karen's words and asked back. Karen replied with a nod.

"Yes…. It's early, but I'm not in very good shape."

"Then when?"

"Three days later, it's the day of King Louis' coronation."

"…oh, what?"

Isela opened her mouth wide.

"Crazy... No, crazy... Are you out of your mind? Is this your coronation day?"

She tried to purify her words as much as possible, but eventually said the same thing. Karen smiled and explained.

"Yes, I don't want to be seen. I'd like to be as quiet as possible, but I'm sure the wedding will bring all the relatives, Raymond and my acquaintances."

"Of course, it's a wedding.”

"So I had no choice but to ask your Highness Louis. Very quietly, only the two of you will be ceremonially ceremonially at the Little Temple.”

"Why don't you want to be seen? The boat didn't even come out. Oh, I'm sorry."

Karen finally laughed at the blatant remarks. Isela looked embarrassed, but could not pick up what she had already said. Karen whispered as she looked down at her very weak ship.

"It's actually because my stomach doesn't come out, it's only a few months away."

"Then at least next week, or even if it's really urgent, let's wait a few days before the coronation. I can't make it big, but you're doing it on the day of the coronation. "Your Grace will take good care of the ball that Lord Raymond made this time."

"Icella, Lord Raymond and I don't want any honor. We just want to go down and rest."

"…carren…."

Isela spoke seriously.

"Didn't you read the Bible too much since you were a child? Sir Raymond may be tired because he's been in the army for a long time, but you don't have to follow him anywhere in the country. It's ridiculous that you want to rest without having fun. Lord Raymond is too selfish."

"Hoo hoo hoo-hoo.

Few people in the world have played as much as Karen. Hasn't he been playing hard with his young body for over a hundred years? But unable to explain it, Karen just laughed. I wish I could say this to everyone else. It would be nice if you could believe me.

However, how can I explain the life that Grammond truly understands only after going through it?

"Anyway, can't we put it off for a day? It's going to be really hard on the day of the coronation."

"It's already been decided. What's wrong, Miss Isela?"

"Your Royal Highness invited me to the royal compartment, so I don't think I'll be able to attend the ceremony."

Isela answered as if it were natural. Like it can't happen that you're not invited to a wedding.

"I think I'll have to go a little late, do you have anything?”

"…it's all right."

I'm a little choked up.

It has never been possible to be friends with Icela Evans. Their personalities were not very suitable, and so were their hobbies and tastes. And there was Raymond between them.

However, even people who are not compatible with each other could become friends like this if they tried. Meeting a common enemy, spending time together. Then there could be a friend who is dating. This is how the relationship that I thought was impossible continues.

And that look on Isela's face, it's going to end in this life.

In the next life Isela will look at Karen with an unpleasant face, try to put tar on her head, make her wear shabby clothes, and urge Verdick to whip her.

"No, we can be friends again.’

But in the end, the present moment is gone.

Eventually, the meaning of this moment is tarnished by a new beginning. And if you repeat this again, the act of being close to Isela will be boring and annoying. As I've done in my whole life. I'm going to give up because it's annoying and meaningless....

It was so unpleasant and sad that Karen choked. It felt like a bundle of paper was forced into my throat.

"…thank you, Isela. Really... but my heart is enough.”

Karen managed to patch up her expression and answer.

I felt like crying if I talked more.

***

Duran sat alone again, lighting candles.

a small room in the Great War Such a small space that he was temporarily given was the right place for him.

"Sigh."

Duran sighed. After all the events and big things that had distracted him for a while, he was now alone in the room and could look at the herbs while reading the Bible.

I feel so comfortable.’

It was painful when Karen was not meeting other men in front of her. I felt like I was going to burn myself in the fire that took place under my skin.

He called himself a heretic, and there were even days when he blamed God. "Why did you give me this painful and burning desire?" It was all the more painful to know for yourself that it was a low and mean desire.

The shaking of Prince Gwiz when he whispered to him was beyond telling anyone.

Lord, that voice was so subtle.

"I'll give you Karen if you do what I want. I will never find Karen again."

"Make me some medicine to kill the king.”

Prince Gwiz continued to voice continuously. I wanted to cover my ears, but I couldn't. It was no use trying to avoid temptation.

"I'll give you the seat of a bishop. You will be the archbishop of this country soon after the archbishop dies. It is the highest honor as a priest. It's not a crime. I'm just helping my father. He's too old to cough these days. So with the child's duty... Shouldn't we help him?"

His voice became lower.

"I'll do it myself, so don't be afraid. All you have to do is make medicine.”

As soon as Duran heard his low voice, he knew that if he refused, Gwiz would immediately hit his neck. Death was not scary, but I was curious about the end of her life. This is because I know that it will end in the end again. Shouldn't you hold a coin for yourself in your next life?

"Okay."

Duran nodded his head.

I was not in a position to refuse. Nevertheless, he did not want to kill anyone else, nor the king. Duran praised life. He was possessed by eternal life.

slaughtering sacrificial animals was an unpleasant task even now that they had become routine. It was quite embarrassing to watch life disappear and turn into a piece of meat in your hands.

But what should we do?

What kind of medicine should I make? Karen's room was clearly visible in the room provided by Prince Gwiz. I remembered the time of the great war. It would be a lie if there was no insidious joy.

Duran looked down at the Bible and Karen and fell into agony. What medicine should I give him? Duran felt a sense of insensitivity that could not be expressed in any language. I see Karen's daily life in the room across the street.

It was quite an interesting routine to yawn and see yourself lying helplessly among the luxuries. If you give me just one pill, I'm not going to sneak a look at you from this distance.I couldn't stop the formula from coming up in my head.

"Look at that. That's ridiculous.”

I wish I hadn't seen Prince Gwiz pointing a finger with a smile.

Duran did not know what he had done.

"I can't help being shameless.”

It was far away, but I couldn't not know.

Karen was holding hands with a man. And she was shaking her head at the man's behavior. My face was wet with rain, but I could tell the expression from afar.

Duran's face was a sad face that he had peeped at for so long, but had never seen. Karen laughed, was bored, or sarcastic, but she never had that face. His face was truly sad.

"That's like Sir Raymond Seyertes, a close associate of Lewis. Do you know that?"

"…no."

And Duran knew as soon as he saw the face.

That's the man Karen is going to introduce to her father.

"I think Louis is thinking of something funny. Did he send someone to get him out of here? But seeing that you're not leaving, I don't know if you're thinking about something else.”

Lord Raymond Sayertes.

He was a well-built man from afar. Duran knew the name, too. The name of a handsome war hero has always been on the lips of people.

"You were fooled by that bull fox. If you cooperate with me, I'll have a chance to avenge her in the name of my husband."

Duran nodded his head.

But the inside was different. As the unpleasant pleasure of itching under the skin subsided, the time for acceptance came. Gwiz did not know Duran. Duran didn't know himself either. But when I saw Karen looking at another man with her eyes, I had no choice but to accept it.

Karen will never look at herself like that.

It was an attempt to keep his lover from being seen by Gwiz, not by his husband. Gwiz thought Duran would be angry. Duran also thought he would. A dirty woman, a dirty woman, and a woman who doesn't care if she drives herself to death.

"Women are all animals like that."

Dulan whispered to the disgusting Prince Gwiz.

"I'll make you some medicine."

Duran made the medicine. It was a medicine that fell dead and fell into a state of suspended animation. It was a medicine that stiffened the whole body and slowed the pulse so much that even if the doctor examined it, it was hard to notice.

Being an old man was dangerous, but this was the best he could do. A healthy young man would wake up in less than a day, but an old man today or tomorrow could have finally died.

"That's great. It's.”

Gwiz tested his medicine and smiled contentedly.

But Gwiz will fail. The king will die and come back to life.

When I saw Karen coming and going in front of me, my shaking heart washed away. Those days when my mind was shaken and I was suffering from the test of sexual desire. And he refused all the temptation of the prince.

Because that is not what matters to him.

That is not what matters. It doesn't matter whether she's good or bad, or whether she's quiet or not. It doesn't matter who Karen loves. I don't even care to hate him.

What's important is that it doesn't end.

***

"Dulan, aren't you really going to attend the coronation?"

"…yes, Father. Well, I... I have a lot to do."

We must bless the wedding.

Duran drew the sign.