I'll Be The Warrior's Mother

“Rosaline, aren’t you overreacting?”

Embarrassed, Yelena looked around.

There was no one in the parlor except for the servants.

“Put yourself in my shoes. Wouldn’t you react the same way? Look at yourself objectively.”

“…No, but I also have some dating experience,” Yelena retorted, disappointed by Rosaline’s fuss, but it did not help her case at all.

“What? You mean the one you broke up with a week before your coming-of-age?”

“…”

“Is that a relationship? Is that a love affair? Besides, he….”

“Sorry. I made a slip of the tongue. So stop it,” Yelena interrupted her friend before she could reveal her dark history.

Rosaline shrugged her shoulders.

“Well, all right, let’s hear about it anyway. What kind of person is he?”

“What kind of person?”

Yelena blinked her eyes. She didn’t expect to hear such a question.

Rosaline continued critically. “I need to know what kind of person he is for me to be able to give advice. You can’t seduce every man in the world in the same manner. Don’t tell me you thought you could?”

“…You can’t?”

“Look at this. I still can’t believe you’re trying to seduce a man.”

“…”

“Tell me. What kind of man is he?”

“…A warm-hearted person.”

Yelena hesitated for a long time before saying a word.

When she thought about her husband, that word came to mind first.

“And?”

“Kind.”

“In what way?”

“I think he’s very considerate. Whenever we talk, he always looks me in the eye and listens… oh, I think he’s also sharp-witted.”

“Sharp-witted?”

“Whenever I try to hide something, he immediately knows.”

Sometimes she thought he was reading her mind.

Yelena recalled the memories of her failed attempts to seduce her husband.

Oh, and even though she tried to hide the bruise on her wrist, she got caught.

“I see. Anything else?”

“He’s very sweet to me. I got a bruise on my wrist… and he applied the medicine on me himself. It was so ticklish that I couldn’t stand it.”

Yes, that was what happened.

Yelena, who recalled the past, suddenly felt like her face was burning up.

‘What’s wrong with me?’

When Yelena lifted the empty glass for no reason, Rosaline asked, “He’s such a sweet man, but he doesn’t love you?”

“…Yeah.”

Yelena nodded sullenly.

That was for sure.

Although Yelena didn’t know much about love, she at least knew that no one would want to break up with something they loved.

The alimony.

The marriage annulment!

She still felt a chill down her spine.

Yelena squeezed the empty glass, imagining it was her husband.

“He must be the difficult type… in that case, he’s kind by nature and has a lot of women around him. There must be a lot of competitors.”

“Oh, that doesn’t matter. Everyone but me avoids him.”

Yelena told the truth without much thought.

Rosaline paused.

Soon her expression turned strange.

“…You… are you trying to seduce your husband?”

“What? Of course.” Yelena seemed to think that Rosaline’s surprise was strange.

“Who else would it be if not my husband? I’m not having an affair.”

“So you weren’t forced into a marriage because of Mielle… it was true.”

“I told you so.”

Yelena glared at her as she finally understood now.

Rosaline leaned back and crossed her arms.

“If that’s the case, then… attack! You’re already married! You’ve made up your mind, haven’t you?

“I’ve already tried that.”

Cough.

“W-What?”

Rosaline coughed despite not drinking anything.

Yelena drew a deep breath.

Of course, she didn’t plan to try to seduce him then, but a failure was a failure anyway.

“Anyway, it didn’t work. My opponent has no openings. Tell me another way.”

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Yelena thought of her husband.

Although he refused to have a relationship with Yelena on the grounds of his successor, he seemed like a man who would refuse to sleep together if there were no feelings between them.

“Ha… haha.” Rosaline, who was laughing uncontrollably, soon opened her mouth. “Duchess Mayhard, I don’t think we’ve met before. By any chance, could you please call Yelena to come to this place? I would like to have a word with my friend.”

“I don’t have time for jokes. I’m in a hurry.”

Yelena scrunched her eyebrows and urged her.