YSD. Chapter 14

“How do I look, Mariel?”

Daphne twirled in front of a full-length mirror.

“Pretty, Your Highness.”

Mariel nodded with sincerity.

Daphne was currently wearing a new dress.

The new dress with a luxurious beige fabric and red frills was perfect for Daphne.

‘I love how warm you are.’

Daphne buried her face in the padded fur.

She really liked the ticklish yet soft texture.

‘It’s light and comfortable.’

At this rate, she won’t have to wear that heavy fur.

Daphne glanced at the fur and clothes that had been put away in the corner of the room.

The clothes sent by the emperor were glamorous, but they were too thin and cold.

Thus, she hurriedly sent Mariel to buy some ready-made clothes.

‘It’s too long!’

The people of Bertrand, both men and women, boasted their tall stature and large physiques.

Thanks to that, the ready-made clothes could not cover the back of Daphne’s hands, and the skirt was dragged.

‘Mariel mended it for me, but it was still inconvenient.’

In the midst of the matter, there was a new dress.

A new dress that fitted perfectly.

Somehow, she felt satisfied.

“It’s amazing. How does it fit so well? It’s not even measured separately in the castle.”

Mariel said, tying the ribbon behind her waist.

“His Grace the Grand Duke must have a keen eye.”

This dress was a gift from Kael.

Maybe he didn’t like the way her folded clothes dragged around.

Every time Kael looked at Daphne, his eyes narrowed.

And a few days later, she received this dress as a gift.

‘It’s not just one dress.’

Daphne’s attention reached a corner of the room.

There were clothes piled up in boxes that had not been unpacked yet.

‘He even said he didn’t finish it yet.’

“We’re short on time… This is the only thing that’s okay.”

He said that and blushed.

When she thought of that moment, she burst into a small laugh.

Mariel, who did not hear the laughter, continued to talk, arranging the hem of her skirt this time.

“But they must be a really good seamstress. Even though they made it in such a short time, there is not a single place that is sloppy.”

“I know.”

Daphne nodded as well.

It didn’t seem like a dress that was made in a hurry in a short time.

She thought she could call a high-end dress shop in the capital right now.

‘Oh, there’s something that comes to mind when I think of clothes.’

It was the monster processing industry.

Later on, with the appearance of a genius, monster skins and furs could be used for clothing and armor.

‘Everyone was reluctant at first, but later on, everyone held out a bag of money.’

It was light, strong, and above all, beautiful.

Daphne had also seen clothes made of monster fur before.

The pure white fur shimmered subtly every time it moved.

Fairy powder—it felt just like that.

‘Having money didn’t mean you could buy everything.’

Monsters appeared only in the Bertrand region, and the number of monsters that could be processed was fixed.

In addition, only that genius could make clothes and armor out of the leather and fur.

As a result, naturally, there were only three or four pieces of clothes a year.

Scarcity has arisen.

‘I remember. No matter how small it was, there was a difference between those with and without Bertrand’s clothes.’

That subtle difference.

The rich aristocrats in the capital, who couldn’t stand it, also called for a larger amount of money.

And then when they couldn’t buy it, they paid several times the price of the clothes, saying it was a deposit.

‘Everyone worked hard to buy it while paying attention to the emperor.’

When the emperor appeared, they hurriedly hid it or put a cape over it, and when he left, everyone was busy showing off their clothes from Bertrand.

As a result, Bertrand’s vault, which was empty due to a traitor, was flooded with money.

“I’ll have to find…”

“Huh? Did you call me?”

When Daphne murmured softly, Mariel immediately responded.

“Nothing.”

Daphne shook her head and made a groaning sound.

‘The problem is that I don’t know anything.’

Ergh.

She didn’t know their name, age, or gender.

It was because the one and only genius was hidden so that they would not be kidnapped.

All she knew was the name ‘Eddie’, which was used as the clothing brand name.

‘There’s a chance that Eddie could be the name, but it’s too common.’

A crease formed between Daphne’s brows.

If you shout ‘Eddie!’ on the street, four or five people walking by will look back.

As such, Eddie was a common name and nickname.

‘Let’s think about this later.’

Daphne shook her head.

The genius was important, but today’s work was equally important.

“Mariel, what about the pouch?”

“Here you go.”

Mariel quickly pulled out a pouch.

Before coming here, it was a pouch containing a self-defense scroll given by Count Coman.

“All right, let’s go.”

“Wait a minute, Your Highness.”

Mariel brought something and put it on Daphne’s finger, over the white glove.

A silver ring.

“Don’t forget this.”

It was a wedding ring.

Yesterday was the wedding. Today was a wedding anniversary outing in its own way.

Even if it was a marriage, it was only for the emperor’s report, so they only shared rings.

‘Did it take about an hour?’

Daphne stared at the ring awkwardly placed on her hand.

‘Actually, I could have insisted on extending the engagement period under the pretext of age.’

But she didn’t do it on purpose.

Because she had one right she wanted.

Daphne’s lips as she looked at the ring curved up.

Shall we set off now?

‘Huh?’

Daphne, who opened the door, stopped.

It was because the person standing in front of the door was a different person than she thought.

“Milady.”

It was Sir Wessler.

“I heard you were away yesterday to deal with monsters, but you’re already here.”

“Yes, it wasn’t a big deal, so I came back a little while ago.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

Daphne smiled brightly. Wessler responded with a small smile while looking at Daphne.

“I heard the story. Didn’t the ladies-in-waiting get punished for their rudeness?”

He didn’t seem to know the details. Well, it’s not even worth talking about.

Daphne nodded, and Wessler continued.

“I’ll take you to the carriage instead.”

Wessler carried the bag that Mariel was supposed to carry and moved on.

“By the way, Sir.”

“Yes, Milady.”

Halfway down the hall, Daphne looked at Wessler.

“What do you want to say to me?”

Wessler asked back, surprised by Daphne’s words.

“How did you know I had something to tell you?”

“Because the person who just returned from monster hunting came to me, not His Grace.”

Isn’t there a lot of work to do after a monster hunt?

Furthermore, Wessler was Kael’s right-hand man. He never left Kael’s side unless it was a big deal.

When Wessler was the busiest, he visited Daphne.

“Doesn’t that mean you have something to do?”

“That’s right.”

Wessler nodded in surprise.

“Your Highness, no, Milady—I’m here to tell you something now.”

Daphne focused on Wessler.

“It’s late, but I’d like to apologize to Milady.”

“Apologize?”

Daphne’s eyes narrowed.

Oh, no way.

“Are you talking about the Sir Zegman matter?”

“That’s right.”

She wasn’t sure when the head cook Bree said it, but she didn’t expect him to really come.

‘How can all the people here be so nice?’

Daphne writhed her gloved hands.

Bree, Selma, Leon, and Kael as well.

For some reason, a part of her heart felt uncomfortable.

Daphne closed her eyes slowly and then opened them.

Fortunately, thanks to Bree, she had prepared something to say in advance.

“I presumptuously suspected Your Highness and tried to stop your actions. So–”

“No.”

Daphne interrupted Wessler.

“Sir, you just did what you were supposed to do as the Knight Commander of the Bertrand family. You don’t have to apologize.”

She didn’t think his words were right.

At that time, Daphne was a princess who had just arrived.

She was the emperor’s person, an enemy sent down by the emperor to create Kael’s weakness.

Such a princess tried to feed a sick person with wild fruit known to be poisonous.

‘It’s stupid if you don’t doubt it.’

Daphne swallowed the words inside and refined them.

“Anyone would have doubted me at that time. So it’s not Sir’s fault.”

“That may be so, however.”

Wessler continued.

“At that time, didn’t Milady say that even if you eat the wild fruit, you will have a stomachache?”

She did. But why?

“You’ve eaten it several times in front of us to persuade us.”

Wessler’s face was dark.

Ah.

Only then Daphne could see why Wessler came to apologize.

‘You felt guilty.’

How many fruits that caused abdominal pain did the child eat to prove they were not poisonous?

For Wessler, it seemed like it was his fault.

“Isn’t it sad in that situation? Milady did everything to help us, but we only had doubts.”

Wessler bit his lips once and continued.

“Since then, I heard that you visited Selma and even taught her how to improve her medicine.”

“I was just talking about a friend.”

Pretending nothing happened, Daphne tossed the words out.

‘Normally, I’d just let it slide.’

It was a questionable situation.

She would have refused to apologize even if she died saying that.

‘I think it would be neater to just accept an apology here.’

“All right. I will accept your apology, Sir. But, Sir Wessler.”

“Go ahead. Milady.”

“Don’t lower your head so easily from now on.”

“My head?”

“Milord¹ is a close associate of His Grace the Grand Duke, and the Knight Commander of the Bertrand family. The weight of Milord will soon become the weight of His Grace.”

Moreover, if Kael enters the battle for succession in earnest, brazenness is a must among the essentials.

Wessler’s eyes grew at Daphne’s words.

Wessler was frankly now surprised.

‘She’s an amazing person.’

At first, Wessler was rightfully wary of Daphne.

Even a child can wield a knife hidden in her arms.

When she went down to the garden with a strange bracelet excuse, and eventually faced Sir Zegman.

Wessler’s alertness peaked.

‘And yet she stepped up for Sir Zegman.’

Among the huge people, among the strangers, Daphne did her best.

She ate the fruit that cause stomachaches several times to inform them of its safety.

Didn’t she visit Selma separately later and tell her how to improve the medicine?

And even advice for himself right now.

‘She’s an outstanding and big-hearted person.’

He thought she was very remarkable.

The lady in front of him was several times better than himself.

‘I have no choice but to admit it.’

Wessler nodded humbly.

“Yes, I am Wessler Benort. I will follow the wishes of the Grand Duchess.”

Wessler bowed his head.

‘Hmm?’

On the contrary, Daphne’s eyes narrowed.

She felt like her credibility had increased with just one word.

Well, it’s not a bad thing.

…Will it be all right?

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