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"Okay, okay. I know you want me to exercise a lot. I'll get up, so help me get dressed.
“It is true that I want my lady to exercise, but there is no lie in what I say, lady. She already knows that I always tell her the truth.
-Yes Yes.
Bianca laughed lightly. It was nice to see her smile happily, but it was clear that she didn't believe Yvonne's words.
Yvonne let out a small sigh.
Both the lady and the earl were stubborn and proud, so they could not accept the situation as it was.
Why do they do that? Both interpreted the other's favor in their own way. There was a long way to go.
Yvonne cared about Bianca's business as if it were her own, partly out of her loyalty, but also because Bianca's marriage resembled her sister's. A couple that does not open their heart, lack of communication. Every time she looked at him from the side, her chest felt tight and congested.
It would be great if this tournament became an opportunity and the two became closer. If they do that, it might ease some of the worries weighing on their chest.
Yvonne really prayed fervently.
* * *
Once dressed, Bianca headed out to the garden with Yvonne. Gaspard, Bianca's escort, followed them silently at a distance of five paces so as not to hinder her progress.
The garden was a place to examine the feelings of the hostess of the castle. The garden was where the wishes of the hostess were reflected, be it a breath or a caress. In some cases, the hostess decorated it herself with pruning shears, and in others, like Bianca, she gave instructions to the gardener.
Currently, there are a total of five gardens in the royal palace. One for the queen, one for the crown princess and one for each princess.
The current queen was the third wife of the king. The first queen gave birth to Prince Gautier and a princess; the second queen gave birth to Jacob, and the current queen gave birth to two daughters. Two princes, three princesses. The current royal family of Sevran had fewer offspring compared to other eras.
With the exception of the 1st Princess, who was 27 years old, since she was born to the first queen, the other two princesses who were born to the current queen were young.
The garden of the two young princesses was nothing more than an orchard. So, there were three gardens that Bianca could go to, and the place she most wanted to go to was the 1st Princess's garden, which was famous for its splendor.
However, Bianca had a long way to go from where she was staying to the 1st Princess's, and it was customary to visit the garden only after receiving an invitation from the owner. Bianca hadn't met the 1st Princess yet, so the 1st Princess's garden was unreasonable.
The gardens that Bianca could go to were the queen's garden and the crown princess's garden. But her health was not very good either. So she chose to go to the nearest one. Bianca and her group decided to move slowly.
The 1st Queen's garden was laid out according to the division insofar as it was informal. It was surprising that the gardens were strictly separated according to the species and colors of the flowers.
Bianca and the others were the only ones who came to visit the garden. Satisfied with the calm atmosphere, Bianca looked around the garden slowly. The scent of flowers was refreshing. She will look even better when there are more flowers in full bloom in mid-May.
“It's nice to see flowers after a long time.
"The flowers are pretty, but so is the lady." It is almost impossible to tell the difference between the flowers in the garden and the lady.
“Yvonne is also good at flattering.
-Nope. The lady is so pretty. It would be nice if she dressed like this normally. She arrived in the capital with a lot of effort, and got new clothes but….
Yvonne sighed regretfully. Arriving in the capital, the bright red satin dress with dark red pattern adorned with new gold embroidery was as bright as a rose in full bloom.
A pearl necklace with a peridot pendant adorned the white nape and collarbone. The large pale green transparent peridot that matched the color of Bianca's eyes was a gift from Zachary when Bianca was fifteen.
The ability to braid her hair neatly on both sides and tie it back was not in vain either. It was Yvonne's doing. She tried her best to get the lady out of her, and the result was beyond her imagination.
Bianca seemed to like it, so she asked him to do it again next time.
When she decorated it for the first time in a long time, she felt the need to want to show it off, but it was disappointing that she was satisfied with just the result. Yvonne let out a regretful moan.
“I have to show other people how pretty my lady is.
“I am satisfied with myself.
Bianca replied, eyeing a flower wistfully. Bianca got new clothes every season, but what would Bianca do with those clothes on Arno's quiet estate?
Bianca was satisfied enough to enjoy just wearing new clothes. She liked to dress well, but she didn't like the look of others.
Unlike Bianca, who enjoys the current situation without anyone paying attention to her, Yvonne couldn't hide her sadness.
Yvonne had a reason for wanting to show Bianca to the others today.
Although Yvonne was by Bianca's side roughly 24 hours a day, it wasn't unusual to have time to walk by herself. And while she was doing it, she used to hear little rumors, one of which was related to Bianca.
According to rumor, Bianca, the wife of Count Zachary of Arno, the hero of the kingdom, was the ultimate villain of the century.
Yvonne gasped when she heard the rumors that she looked anxious with a face as ugly as a fox, that she had a skinny and poor body, and that it was common for her to act jealous and commit violent acts.
Of course, similar rumors circulated at the Arno estate. Bianca debunked them quite a bit as she looked around Arno's estate this winter, but she suffered quite a bit from it at first.
The rumor must have spread to the capital.
Other than that, it was silly to say that she had an ugly face and a poor body.
Although the slender Bianca seemed slimmer when she pressed her corset against her chest, it was different from the rumors that she was skinny. Anyone could see that she used a maliciously distorted choice of words.
Yvonne was angry and tried to explain, but the maids who had been whispering the rumor had disappeared somewhere in the meantime. Yvonne finally had no choice but to calm her anger and return to her chambers.
Of course, even when he proposed to Bianca for a walk, he had no intention of explaining such rumors. However, as he was getting ready for the walk, he got the idea "I wish I could show other people how pretty she is my lady."
It would be great if I could show this to anyone who passes by at least. But today, she couldn't see anyone except a few servants until they reached the garden.
Did Yvonne's prayer reach heaven? It wasn't long before the entrance to the garden became noisy. When the voices of several women were heard, Bianca's brow furrowed slightly. It wasn't unreasonable for Bianca to become more sensitive since she had recently grown tired of meeting strangers.
“I hope that people pass through the garden.”
But the voice came closer to them.
“It's all thanks to the Countess of Davoville.
"Why thanks to me?"
“Because the Countess of Davoville is a first cousin of the princess, it is possible to obtain permission to enter the garden this way. So it's all due to the countess.
Around the corner appeared four noblewomen and the maids who followed them. Three of the aristocratic women were mixed blondes, and the so-called Countess of Davoville was a fiery redhead.
The Countess of Davoville was the tallest and wealthiest of her peers, and her attire was noticeably different from that of the other noblewomen.
However, trivial things, like the hunched shoulders, the freckles on the top of his nose, told him that his position in the group was not very high.
"Oh…?"
The women murmured as they discovered Bianca a second later.
And since they met in a quiet garden, they couldn't pass without saying hello. An aristocratic woman with light brown hair, a thin chin, and a sharp nose spoke to Bianca.
“I didn't know there were other guests and I made a commotion. Excuse me, but to which family do you belong…
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