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“This is where we'll be staying.
Zachary escorted Bianca to her room.
The king gave the tower to the nobles who came to the castle. The number of floors in the tower and the splendor of the residences were determined by the status and power of the nobility. Since Zachary is making a name for himself as a war hero, Arno was able to get a pretty good room.
Round arched windows lined both sides of the fireplace, and not far from the fireplace was a bed. There was a cushion on the chest, and a chair was placed in front of the fireplace. A tapestry hung on the wall, and there were even sculptures adorning the fireplace.
Bianca's mood improved as the room she had to stay in for the next few months was beautiful.
While Bianca and Zachary had been visiting the king, the servants had moved chests and family items.
“I see familiar objects, so it looks like we're in our castle.
Bianca smiled slightly at the comfort of familiarity. She walked over to the window and looked at the view. Unlike the view of Arno's estate, her landscape was unfamiliar.
Although she briefly regretted coming to the capital due to the matter with Jacob, Bianca's face lit up because she was pleased with the room.
"Our castle... I'm glad you feel the same way.
Zachary muttered like an internal dialogue. Unaware of Zachary's subtle tone mixed with hesitation, Bianca looked around the room. It was like a butterfly flying among flowers.
“It was good to follow you to the capital.
"I'm glad about that, too."
Just looking at Bianca's happy expression made Zachary's chest pound. It was frustrating that he could only respond that way.
At that moment, Bianca turned her head and looked at Zachary. Her deep gaze raked Zachary up and down.
Zachary's face hardened as he saw Bianca suddenly looking at him. Beneath his expressionless face was a shy man who feared he had said something that might offend Bianca.
It felt like an eternity for Zachary, but it was actually short enough for Bianca to glance at Zachary.
Bianca, who had made Zachary anxious, said lightly, as if nothing had happened.
“I guess I'm glad I left your clothes behind.
-Why?
“Because we are in the capital city, I dressed you in the most splendid clothes you had. If you had worn the same clothes you used to wear, you might have been looked down upon.
Seeing Zachary's face that seemed clueless, Bianca smiled.
The clothes Zachary is wearing right now are the best clothes he has. It looks a little rough because it's all black, but if you look closely, the delicate pattern on the fabric is luxurious.
But it was nothing compared to the clothes worn by Prince Gautier or Prince Jacob.
Expensive and precious red or purple fabrics were used in abundance, and the buttons to fasten the clothes were all made of gold and precious stones. Unlike Zachary, who wore sturdier cowhide boots, his shoes were made of soft lambskin.
Zachary's brow furrowed and silver-gray hair fluttered over his brows. He still didn't seem to know what was wrong with his outfit.
“I've been dressing like this all this time, and I've never been looked down upon.
-I suppose.
Bianca shrugged as if she understood Zachary.
Who would go against the heart of the war hero?
However, as the saying goes, when it is not there, I curse even my lord.
“It's because I care.
Bianca walked over to Zachary. The distance between the two had shortened. Bianca looked back at Zachary. Black clothes definitely suit you. I think it would be best to avoid clumsy flashy colors due to sun tanned skin. Rather, since her hair is silver-grey, the white clothes seemed to suit her.
She was sure that she could wear anything because she had a good physique. Just like the clothes she is wearing right now, it would be better to exclude decorations as much as possible and wear clothes with subtle patterns in a solid color instead of a flashy color scheme.
Bianca thought in her head what clothes would look good on Zachary. Zachary's shoulders and chest are wide, so the fabric must be large.
Without realizing it, Bianca's hand touched Zachary's shoulder and chest. Zachary flinched, but remained still, not moving, not avoiding Bianca's hand. His neck trembled violently. However, Bianca didn't notice because she was struggling to find the best outfit for Zachary.
There would be no time to make a new cloth because they would have to adjust the clothes in a hurry. Since they had to make clothes with the fabric they had, in the end they had no choice but to call a tailor to fix it.
Unaware of what she had unconsciously done, Bianca smiled and said to appease Zachary.
-You're my husband. I just want to get good reviews on my husband. I'll have to call the tailor in the near future. Because your clothes are the most urgent.
Zachary was speechless. His black eyes fluttered as if saying something. Now, Bianca believes that she can make out Zachary's expressions well, but unfortunately, she didn't have the talent to guess what she was thinking with her just by looking into his eyes.
Do you mean it's annoying to call a tailor to fit your clothes? Do you think you're making a fuss?
As Bianca struggled to read Zachary's expression, Zachary returned to his usual nonchalance, as if not even a needle could penetrate him.
-… do what you want. But today, I would recommend that you rest in your room.
"Anyway, I'm tired today.
Blanca sighed. She continued to ride around in the carriage, but traveling is a way of consuming energy. Also, she was feeling very nervous about the audience with the king, and now her head ached from Jacob's business.
Zachary looked anxiously at the weariness that hung below Bianca's eyes. He would be nice if he could express her emotions.
Zachary said in a calm voice that didn't reveal his true intentions at all.
-Rest. I'll be back after work.
-Yes.
"Make sure you rest well."
"I'll just fire you."
Despite Zachary's insistence that she stop, Bianca inevitably pushed his back and walked out to escort Zachary to the front door. It was impossible to forcefully reject her aggressive attitude, so Zachary stopped resisting and was gently pushed by her hand.
-… See you tomorrow.
-It's okay.
Bianca leaned against the door and watched Zachary walk away. Zachary looked back over and over, as if saying goodbye to Bianca was awkward.
Bianca smiled as she looked like a child who had been kicked out of the house.
"A child... I guess I've also developed my guts."
Zachary is well known enough in the war to be called the Earl of Iron Blood.
When he first met him, he cried as soon as they made eye contact, because the environment around him was not very serene. He made the people he met feel intimidated, to the point of doubting if his life had been rooted in the battlefield.
But now when she sees Zachary like that, she thinks he looks like a boy!
Bianca herself was surprised by his evolution. Objectively, taking care of her clothes wasn't a big deal, but touching Zachary was very significant.
Mainly it was about the feeling of getting used to and melting into his life.
At first she focused on seducing him in some way to have children, but as time went by she felt very happy about this situation with Zachary. He was good.
You will continue to be together in the future, so naturally it is better to be comfortable and happy than uncomfortable with each other.
But it was only a feeling of pleasure. It was just nice, a vague feeling that can't even give a definite answer. He was still a long way from married love.
Still, it was an improvement compared to standing in front of him crying while eating mustard*.
(It is a very used proverb. It is used when you are forced to do something you don't want to do.)
A lot has changed compared to last winter, and it's all a result of Bianca not giving up and flirting with Zachary. Bianca perked up by praising herself.
However, there was nothing he could do against the wall of reality that broke his heart.
"It's a bit shocking that we don't use the same room."
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