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The same thing happened when they bought clothes. That was the first time she had called a tailor to buy clothes with Zachary, but he certainly wasn't a good partner when it came to choosing clothes.
Still, it was a bit unbelievable that he meticulously checked the quality of the fabrics.
It wasn't something Zachary would judge, except to please Bianca. He eyed Bianca's chosen fabric with hawk eyes. Looking for minor stains or dust marks on the fabric, light mildew marks, loose fine threads, etc.
Zachary's atmosphere, as he whispered, "Are you going to give something like this to my wife?" it was quite fierce, and thanks to that, Bianca was able to hold fresh cloths unharmed in her hands.
Still, Zachary didn't mind choosing his own fabric in the least. He didn't say outright that clothes just needed to be warm. But he said that he would like whatever Bianca chose, so he wasn't an ideal shopping partner.
Is it lucky that he looks good in everything? Because he was tall, his legs long, and his muscles strong, he could easily challenge daring designs. Also, his shoulders are wide and his chest is muscular, so he could live well without the thick clothes that others wore to inflate his chest. Some wear warm pants even in the middle of summer to make their thighs look thicker, but Bianca is a little relieved that her husband doesn't have to do such ridiculous things.
Being a man with such a good figure, he looked good in whatever Bianca chose.
The collar of the dark green shirt was adorned with silver details a little more dazzling than the color of his hair. The long and wide shirt collar was elegant, but it was a difficult design for ordinary people to digest as it seemed to float above their necks.
But Zachary was a man with a long, muscular neck. The oblique muscle of the neck, which ran from the collarbone to the back of the ear, appeared to have been drawn with a brush, and the surrounding trapezius muscle supported the shoulders and chest from behind. Even the design that other people seemed to struggle with was a natural fit for him. The delicate silver hair spread over his forehead was quite beautiful.
She knew that passing women blushed when they looked at Zachary. Even in Arno's castle, all the maids reacted the same. In the past, Bianca couldn't figure out what the hell Zachary's charm was to make them flutter like that.
When the maids praised Zachary's solid body and sharp nose, Bianca
she was only scared thinking that he was much bigger than her and that he had an indifferent expression on his face.
But now that the fear of Zachary is gone, and she can calmly observe him, she can clearly see why the maids are attracted to him.
A manly but delicately drawn face. A body like a weapon, trained and sharp. Unlike the men around him, who were full of lazy fat, his body, which was tempered to the limit without letting go of tension, was praised as a living work of art.
“He was like this when he walked in rough clothes, but now that he is well dressed, women's eyes will be more penetrating.”
When she thought about it, Bianca's lips tightened for a moment. It was an unknown reaction for Bianca, who in the past, she was even ignorant of the fact that Zachary could have a lover. However, Bianca herself could not understand that she had changed within her own.
If Bianca didn't know, much less Zachary. Zachary was not a very resourceful man.
Especially since Bianca had become so much more passive after watching him for too long. As much as she was reluctant towards him, it was easy enough to notice her state.
But even now, Zachary, who knew nothing about Bianca's disturbing thoughts, just repeated her request like a parrot.
“Anyway, if something happens, please tell me. Even the smallest things.
"If anyone listens to it, they'll think I never speak."
—Bianca.
Zachary called out her name as if to urge Bianca on. Her eyes that were staring at her gleamed with the will to get a confirmation from Bianca. Bianca, who had no choice but to give up at her stubbornness, responded with a sigh.
"Okay, I'll tell you. Even if I don't tell you, Sir Gaspar will tell you anyway.
"I didn't put a watchman on you." As an escort, he…
-I know.
Even if she knew what she was saying, inside she thought the vigilante thing was correct, so Bianca's voice was a bit forceful.
Since he had to continue with Gaspard anyway, this topic was a problem that would have no answer even though they will continue with it. He would feel bad for nothing. Bianca, who thought so, changed the subject.
"By the way, is it true that the Earl will also participate in the tournament?"
"Where did you hear that?"
“Yvonne told me.
Although she received confirmation from Gaspard, she thought she would have to ask Zachary one more time to be sure. Bianca stared at Zachary. This time, Bianca was the one asking for an answer.
Zachary's expression was strange.
Bianca knew something that she shouldn't know, and she seemed happy about it… Although she didn't give him an answer, from her reaction, it seemed like she will participate in the tournament. Bianca widened her eyes and asked.
-It is true?
-That's how it is.
Bianca's face hardened as soon as Zachary nodded. Bianca's hand on the armrest of the chair trembled slightly.
-Why? It is dangerous.
-It's not dangerous.
"There are people who die...
"It may be dangerous to others, but not to me."
Unlike Bianca, who was full of worries, Zachary seemed not only relaxed, but full of conviction. He was like he was going to play a game of chess instead of a game of jousting. Seeing Bianca worried, Zachary smiled.
“And there are reasons to participate.
Molars gleamed menacingly between parted lips. When she thought of the tournament, her fighting spirit soared.
In fact, Zachary didn't even have to enter the tournament. No one doubted his ability, and he had accumulated enough honors to be forcibly bound. He was in his prime, so there was no need to show his status.
Still, going to the tournament was something of a statement to firmly show the hoverflies around Bianca who her husband was. Yes. Flying flies like Jacob. Zachary's black eyes glowed like hot coal.
Of course, it wasn't that he wanted to brag about his performance in front of Bianca. But won't Bianca be happy if she wins the tournament?
I was not sure.
Zachary also knew that Bianca did not value victory or the power of war.
What kind of dangerous wars hasn't Zachary won? So the tournament should be no different.
Zachary looked at Bianca. The concern could not be erased from Bianca's face. What the hell does she care about her so much? Is she afraid that she might hurt herself?
As soon as he thought about it, a warmth spread like mist over Zachary's fingertips on a spring day. It was hard not to move his body because a part of his heart felt anxious.
But Bianca seemed too serious to simply worry about her getting hurt. Zachary shook his head with a sigh. To think that Bianca is worried about him is a very arrogant delusion.
It was likely that Bianca was simply worried about Zachary going to the tournament, so she would have to attend the tournament as well. She always hated the sand and dust that Zachary brought back from war, and the smell of blood in between.
Tournament matches were held in places where the horses' hooves were covered in dirt and often spattered with blood. Knowing that Bianca didn't like him, Zachary looked at Bianca and added sadly.
"I'll participate, but if you're not in good health, you can rest in the bedroom."
“My husband is participating in a dangerous tournament and his wife is lying in bed. They will all point their fingers at you and laugh. Your honor will be tarnished.
“It is not more honorable to worsen your wife's health because of what others say about it.
As Zachary continued, Bianca's eyes widened and then she frowned.
“I don't know why we're discussing this in the first place. I'm not in such bad health.
"I'm not participating because of you, so don't overexert yourself."
At Zachary's suggestive words, Bianca narrowed her eyes at him. Her face looked gloomy. Yvonne said that Zachary was participating because of Bianca. Who was lying? Of course, he doesn't mean to say it's a lie because he says it's not about her, but...
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