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The preliminary round continued until the second day. All the participants from the Arno family had the preliminary round on the first day, so Bianca never intended to go to the second day in the first place. On the third day, among those who passed the preliminary round, the winners were selected for the final. Bianca also spent the third day in the bedroom at Zachary's request.
Bianca calmly arranged the lace. At first, it was only meant to be given to the 1st Princess, Crown Princess, and Queen, but the 2nd and 3rd Princesses were passed over.
Although they were young, they were members of the royal family and the only daughters of the current queen. Bianca, who was uncomfortable leaving them outside, started knitting lace scarves from time to time, and now her completion was just around the corner.
Yvonne waited like this all day by Bianca's side, but unlike usual, when she couldn't even tell herself apart from the furniture, she was especially unsettled.
The reason was obvious.
Bianca asked, keeping her eyes fixed on the lace.
"Why don't you go see if you're so worried?"
"How can I leave when the lady is here?"
-What is the problem? I will stay in the room all the time…. You seem curious to see how Sir Gaspard fared.
“Oh, I'm not curious. I like to be with you.
Yvonne obstinately shook her head. She said that she wasn't curious, but her eyes slowly turned to the door and her legs were shaking.
Bianca licked her lips and let out a smile. Instead of asking questions, Bianca pretended not to know and fell into Yvonne's rhythm.
"Is that so?" So, did you give him an answer?
"R-answer?" What answer?
Yvonne's eyes twitched. Instead of stuttering to the end, she seemed like she bumped into Gaspard and ran off.
Seeing Yvonne, who unexpectedly lost her composure, Bianca smiled and placed the lace frame she had been concentrating on for a long time on her knees.
Bianca stared at her and Yvonne's expression changed back and forth as if she was even more embarrassed. There were countless ways to beat Yvonne, but she didn't want to. When Gaspard gave Yvonne a rose, she picked it up, and what he told her about her turned into a boomerang and came back to her. Bianca comforted Yvonne with a modest compliment.
“Sir Gaspard is a decent man…. But you don't have to let yourself be influenced. Do what you want. Because I'm behind you.
-Mrs….
Yvonne blurted out her words as if moved. Her eyes were so bright, if the room were dark, they might have floated like lights.
Although Bianca said that, Yvonne didn't seem to dislike Gaspard. She just seemed confused because he never thought he would happen to her.
Come to think of it, Gaspard was still taking care of Yvonne.
At first, his way of treating even Bianca's servant was considered quite chivalrous, but his kindness was due entirely to his sympathy for Yvonne.
Gaspard was from a family of knights, and he even liked Yvonne, so it was not a bad marriage. He will probably live a good life.
Gaspard was a tenacious man who never took back what he said as he lacked the ability to speak, his public confession meant that he really liked Yvonne.
However, as Zachary's close confidant, it was a flaw that he was often away from home due to the war.
It's a bit difficult to marry a man who might die in war...
At that moment, Bianca's head throbbed. Her head vibrated and her ears began to ring as if she had been hit hard with a bell on the head. Bianca's face turned pale blue.
Bianca's goal was to survive and continue this prosperous life. There were no people around her target. Her father and her brother, Yvonne, Gaspard, Sauveur…. And even her husband. They all became her only consolation.
After returning to the past, all that was left of her was poison, and she thought that she had to survive on her own. However, as time passed, her venom and vengeance faded, and her current comfort made her dull.
Gently. She, who was engrossed in her own world, looked around her and entered each of her territories.
Bianca was very satisfied with her current life. Zachary didn't hate her and Yvonne took good care of her. Her strained relationship with her father was restored and she could do whatever she wanted. Everything was perfect….
However, their married life was a relationship that had an end.
The moment when she learned to ride a horse with him, the strong forearms that supported her trembling body, the black eyes that stared at her, the trembling hand that handed her the rose… Everything scattered.
If only she could have an heir, it wouldn't matter if her husband died. But at that moment, the wax of a candle of memories between them, flowed filling the space.
When it was? Now Bianca can no longer say that it doesn't matter if Zachary dies.
It was terrifying to think about the future to the point of unconsciously postponing it. There were only two ways out of this horror. He could somehow break his bond with Zachary or…
-Mrs? He is okay?
Yvonne looked worriedly at Bianca, who was suddenly pale and silent. Bianca made an excuse to fire Yvonne while she tried to get her head together. Her smile was calm, but a cold sweat ran down her neck.
“By now, today's match should be over. Yvonne. Can you go out and find out what happened?
-… Yes! I will go immediately, I will perfectly find out every detail!
Yvonne jumped up from her seat with a smile on her face. The Count, of course, would have passed, but it was unclear if Gaspard would be able to advance to the semi-finals among the featured knights. Yvonne smacked her lips because she had nothing to do with Gaspard passing or not, but she couldn't help but wonder inside herself.
Yvonne quickened her steps and ran out of the room.
Yvonne, who could not hide her excitement, was still young. Yvonne's appearance briefly changed Bianca's depressed mood.
It is true. She's twenty-two right now…” Seventeen-year-old Bianca glanced at the door Yvonne had come out of with a bitter smile. Yvonne is smart and will do well.
Bianca scoffed at herself. She remembers when she was twenty-two years old. The foolish time when she was possessed by Fernand and she believed that he was her true love.
Blanche sighed deeply. She said that she would never believe in love again because of her past with Fernand, but then she realized that she couldn't keep her determination to just not love.
Love is so scary.
In the past, it was a mistake to assume that because of Zachary's outspokenness he could keep a business distance with him forever. His blunt kindness drenched his heart like a drizzle.
“However, it's still fine. I don't love Zachary. I just grew fond of him… So. So I…
Bianca muttered to herself. As if she was brainwashing herself. But her voice was weak.
As Bianca tried to make up her mind, it wasn't long before Yvonne appeared. However, it was too fast, so Bianca showed a puzzled expression on her face.
"Ma'am, I'm back.
“Why so fast… Oh, Sir Sauveur.
“I met her and she said that the lady was curious about the results of the tournament. So I came here myself. Wouldn't it be better to hear it from someone who was present rather than a third party?
Sauveur, who was following Yvonne, said brightly.
Sauveur was so loud that she always ended up exhausted when she talked to him.
He was not a welcome guest in this situation, but if he thinks about it on the other hand, it would be better to change his mood.
Because the question about Zachary and his future wasn't something that could be answered immediately just because he thought about it.
Also, Yvonne was curious about the results of the tournament. Bianca relaxed her body and said.
-It's okay. Speech.
“The battle was very interesting. Hey… The Knights of Castile are no joke. To be honest, I had no idea how well the seawater bastards* would perform on horseback, as I only dealt with the Aragonese running around every day, but I had to bite my tongue.
Sauveur spoke for a long time. Bianca wanted to stop him and ask him directly about the results, but she couldn't because Yvonne, who was next to her, was listening to Sauveur's story with shining eyes.
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