Undercover Infiltration Duchess

Midday Lake Party (4)

Four people were on the same boat, so she thought the Emperor and the Empress would be together, but Countess Harrington was sitting next to the empress.

“You’re not riding with the Emperor?”

“What’s the fun of hanging out with my husband?”

The Countess of Harrington grinned as she covered her mouth with a fan. Come to think of it, there was no other boat where the couples were sitting together.

‘Is this a kind of social culture?’

Ezet got on the boat, a little wondering. Countess Harrington was also one of the Countesses of Devon’s gang, so it was difficult, but she decided to take comfort in the fact that it was not Countess of Devon.

‘It’s okay; there is also Her Majesty and Edmond here.’

The Empress sat next to Countess Harrington, and Ezet sat opposite. The white yacht was clean and well maintained. She liked the warm chair in the sun.

“Edmond, come here, too.”

“Oh, I’m rowing.”

There were three women on the boat, so it was Edmond’s job to row. Edmond took off his hat, put it on the table, and boarded the boat with Ezet and the Empress.

At that time, my stomach squeaked loudly.

“Oh, my God!”

“The boat’s tilted!”

“Oh, my.”

Edmond momentarily shifted the center of gravity with his foot on the ferry’s jaw, and the ship returned to its original position. However, the ship tried to tilt again when the center of gravity shifted with his foot. It was because Edmond weighed more than the other three women.

“I’m afraid it’s out of balance.”

“Oh, what do I do?”

This was not expected. Even if men were gathered together, Edmond was one head taller than others, and his height and physique stood out. As he worked as a mercenary for half his life, his whole body was tightly woven with stone-hard muscles. She doesn’t know, but his weight is more than twice that of Ezet.

The Empress was very thin, and the Countess of Harrington was also small and slender. The weight of the two will not be much different from that of Ezet.

“The three of you sit on one side, and Edmond paddles on the other side…”

“It’s hard for three to sit together because the boat is small.”

Edmond stroked the tip of his chin as if he was embarrassed, perhaps because he didn’t think his weight would be a problem.

‘I should have brought a weight-reduction harness.’

It was his iron rule always to be perfectly prepared to avoid unforeseen events. Edmond resented the Empress for suddenly inviting him to attend an unscheduled lake party.

“Edmond, then I won’t take the boat. You alone could take the Empress and Countess Harrington and cross over to the Countess of Harrington across the dome.”

“It was Milady who said she wanted to take a boat. You have to ride it.”

Ezet was about to get up, sat down, and Edmond saw the other two.

He would like to say, ‘I have to take my wife with me, so either the Empress or Count Harrington, please stand up,’ but Ezet wouldn’t stay still. What should he do?

“Then I’ll row.”

A clear voice came from behind. It was Daniel.

“Daniel, the Marquis of Spencer…”

“The noble ladies are in trouble, and it is against the gentleman’s right to sit and watch.”

Saying so, Daniel boarded the ship. Even when Daniel, who was slim, got on the boat, the boat was only slightly shaken and did not tilt.

“I’m in good shape.”

Daniel, who listened to Edmond, naturally sat next to Ezet. When a sweet-looking handsome man like sugar accompanied her, the expressions of the Empress and Countess Harrington momentarily brightened up. When Edmond noticed, she quickly covered her mouth with a fan.

“Oh, I’m so sorry for the Duke of Jaxen; I didn’t mean to do this.”

In Edmond’s head, he asked him to stand up if he was sorry.

“Ho-ho, being on another boat away from your husband. Let’s say it was unfortunate but inevitable this time.”

“Edmond, I’m sorry.”

“…No.”

He felt like making a call to the mansion and telling them to send the yacht through the warp hall right away, but what can he do? The other ships have already left. Inevitably, Edmond decided to stand by the Marchioness of Spencer instead of Daniel.

Daniel rowed, and the boat with the jet moved away from the ferry.

“The Count of Spencer is an excellent rower. I don’t feel anything shaking.”

“Yes, when I was studying abroad, I participated in yacht competitions.”

“Oh, my God, I see. It’s as versatile as I’ve heard.”

As the task of being distant from the port and being wary of the Duke of Jaxen’s disappeared, Countess Harrington and the Empress spoke to Daniel with sparkling eyes.

A beautiful boy as beautiful as a flower was rare in society, and young Marquis Spencer was an object of admiration to the ladies, despite not showing his face to society. Perhaps no lady in this empire shies away from talking to him.

Except for one Ezet.