Promise Me a Life With Three Meals and a Nap, Duke

No Tragic Vibe. Brimming With Eagerness

Now that I’m being accused of something, what am I supposed to do about it?

It’s my dress that’s in question.

But to interfere here would be just as unmannerly as Her Royal Highness.

After all, my husband, the head of the Lindbeld dukedom, is talking to the Queen.

I can only stand aside and wait quietly.

Well, Husband, thank you for your hard work as my shield!

It’s fine for me to be at ease, but if I do too much, I’m afraid of what will happen after he leaves, so I’m gonna do it in moderation.

Not really!

“It’s true that it’s just a red dress, but if she chose it, knowing that my wife will be in attendance, it could be regarded as challenging the Lindbeld family, Your Majesty.”

Her Royal Highness’ eyes took on a more swarthy glint.

She was annoyed at being told that it was just a red dress.

Well, I guess she wore it to show that she looked better and was a better match with the Duke of Lindbeld, but it was nonsensical since my husband hadn’t taken her completely seriously. What was more, she was humiliated in the process.

But stop staring at me like that!

It’s Husband who said it!

“Claude, if you weren’t of my blood, we could have been together. It’s a pity.”

Husband, look! Face-face! It’s scary!

“Is that right? I am very happy now. I’m beyond happy to have married my beautiful wife. She is smart, dynamic, and always surprises me. So if something happens to her, who knows what I would do?”

I was torn; was that a compliment? Allright, I’ll take it as a compliment.

Besides, it seems that it nailed Her Majesty and Her Royal Highness.

If they do anything to me, he won’t forgive them.

I didn’t expect my husband to go this far, but I guess a couple that gets along well would do that, yeah?

The nobles around me are under the impression that my husband and I married for love.

It’s a marriage of convenience, though. No, I guess you could call it a contract marriage.

I’m the pathetic, unthinking girl who fell for the con man.

Her Royal Highness grits her teeth so hard you can almost hear them clench.

“I’m sorry, but we should be going. It seems that there is someone else who would like to greet the two of you.”

I didn’t say anything at all. I just smiled next to my husband the whole time, but inside, I was covered in cold sweat.

In the end, it seems that my husband won, but the Princess really seems witless.

It’s a little disappointing to think that she’s the Princess of a country… the most powerful one among the neighboring countries.

I think she should not go out of the country.

If she leaves the country, all we’ll be getting will be bad rumors from other countries who finally get to know of her true nature.

Consequently, it’ll also give our country a bad reputation…

Among the most popular views was that Her Royal Highness would marry into another country’s royal family, but I doubt it.

I think it’s impossible.

Then, on the one hand, I understood why Her Majesty was so obsessed with marrying her to my husband.

It was because he was the only one she had.

Her Majesty probably knows exactly what will happen to her daughter.

She understood what would happen if Her Royal Highness was sent to another country, and that’s why she focused on the domestic market.

It was partly because she loved Her Royal Highness, but also because the only person who could restrain Her Royal Highness was my husband.

Of course, since she was her daughter, she wanted a better marriage for her.

If that’s the case, why don’t they do something about it before something really happens to Her Royal Highness? It was just that Her Majesty is as busy as His Majesty.

Basically, education is still the job of the nanny or the tutor.

If children are too pampered, that’s how they’ll grow up.

If there’s no one to discipline them, they will grow up even worse.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

I’m tired but also at ease because my husband did most of the work.

I wish he had been as proactive as now before.

“The Marquis of Andrette’s daughter is over there.”

“May I go and see her?”

“No problem, I’ll be leaving soon, but as long as you stay by Miss Andrette’s side, there should be no problem.”

My husband led me to Miss Michelle.

Around Miss Michelle is a bunch of ladies in colorful dresses.

Some of the girls looked younger than me, just coming of age, while others were older than Miss Michelle.

But the thing that caught my eye the most was…

They’re beautiful, all of them…

They may be cute or beautiful, but they are definitely successful in attracting men’s attention.

Even if someone wants to talk to them, it’s quite challenging to do so when there are so many good-looking women gathered in one place.

Unless, the man is confident with a face as good as my husband’s, who has money and power.

Well, such people are classified as serious or insincere, and the ones who approach them are the latter, the overly self-conscious ones.

“Good day, My Lord and Your Grace.”

“How do you do, Miss Michelle?”

While Miss Michelle and I were exchanging greetings, my husband simply nodded without speaking and whispered in my ear.

“I’m leaving now, but when the seventh bell rings, come to my office at the Royal Palace. She knows where it is.”

“? Okay, I understand.”

I didn’t get it, but it’s a good excuse to get out, so I replied.

He said that Miss Michelle knows where it is, but I wonder why?

She seems to know a lot about the Royal Palace, so I’m not surprised, but wouldn’t it be better to ask a knight or something like that?

My husband completely denied any relationship with Miss Michelle, but I’m still suspicious.

While sending him off with skeptical eyes, I asked Miss Michelle to introduce me to her friends.

“Let me introduce them to you in order from the right. The first is Amanda, daughter of the Viscount of Amadrette, Reese, Daughter of the Count of Rudolph, and Matilda, daughter of the Count of Cidre.”

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m Risha, Duchess of Lindbeld. Please call me Risha.”

Amanda is probably the youngest girl in the group with chestnut hair. She has the fluffy cuteness of a little animal.

Reese looks like an older sister! She’s got a cool vibe about her. If you approach her without knowing anything about her, you will be cut off. She is a twenty-five year old lady who has never been married, which is quite unusual for a young lady of noble birth who tends to get married early and start a family.

And then there is Matilda. She is a beautiful, soothing girl, if I may say so. With her soft smile, I was very curious how many men she attracts.

They’re all really beautiful girls.

It’s no wonder they’ve caught Her Royal Highness’s attention.

But there is one thing that bothers me.

I’m pretty sure that Miss Michelle’s faction is a thorn in the eye of the Princess.

Why don’t I sense that vibe at all?

Truth to tell, if it came down to verbal dispute, the other faction may easily beat them to the punch.

But it seems that the singled-out kids hadn’t attended a tea party hosted by the royal family, because I don’t get a tragic vibe from them at all.

I was brimming with eagerness!

But then, there’s not even a sign of it?!!