Wow. I was so surprised.
Perezâs face looks seductive enough to dazzle and suffocate at the moment.
I thought this is what beauty is like.
Hey, youâre really dangerous.
I could feel my heart pounding and my face turning red.
But, Perez was just obsessed with acting as my fiancé.
I tried to think so and calmed myself down.
After my mind calmed down a bit, the situation around me started to become clear again.
The Empress seemed quite surprised by Perezâs rather brazen attitude.
Now that the empressâ composure has been broken.
I covered my mouth pretending to be ashamed when I saw Perez, who had turned red.
"Oh, my God, the Prince..."
I was going to pull out my hand naturally.
But, Perez wonât let me go.
I pulled my hand out and wiggled in it, but his big hand didnât budge.
I turned my head and stared at him, pretending to lean close to Perez so it wouldnât be seen by the Empress.
âHey, donât you let go of this?â
Then Perez quietly glanced at the Empress.
"Hahaha..."
When I checked the Empress with a smile, I could still see her watching me and Perez.
Well, thereâs nothing we can do.
It was a bit awkward to hold someone elseâs hand, but if the Empress had some doubts, it should end here.
I tapped Perezâs shoulder that I was leaning on with my other hand, and looked at him with love and madness.
The Empress said as if she was displeased when Perez and I did not let go of our hands.
"Thatâs rude, Second Prince."
"Iâm sorry, Empress. But as you can see, my fiancé is such a lovely person. Once you held it, you canât let it go."
It was Perezâs sly answer, which seemed to be furious even with me watching from the side.
In addition, he added.
"Of course, the Empress will understand with a generous heart."
If Perez goes that far, the Empress has nothing to say.
If she says, âI canât see your affectionate behavior, so let go of your hand right now!â, it would make the Empress embarrassed.
Empress Rabini, well aware of that, so, had no choice but to smile coldly and pass the answer.
After all, Perez held my hand until dessert was served.
My hands are sweating.
It was time for me to give up because even when I looked at Perez, he just smiled at me.
Tak.
What the servant put down in front of me with the small noise of the plate was a strawberry cake in a familiar shape.
This...
"I have prepared something that Lady Lombardy likes to eat. Was it Caramel Avenue, the name of the place?"
The Empress and I faced each other with a smile.
Now the Empress was talking to me with a cake from Caramel Avenue.
Like saying âIâve researched you this much and I know you.â
For most people, cold sweat would flow behind their backs.
I looked down at the cake with white whipped cream.
The Empress will not be completely bluffing.
The whipped cream cake with strawberries was actually one of the desserts I bought often.
But at the same time, I could feel the limitations of the Empressâs intelligence.1
The reason I bought this cake often was for Louryl.
Because this was Lourylâs favorite.
Marilyn, Lourylâs baby, also took a little bit of this sweet whipped cream and ate it deliciously when it was put in her mouth.
If the Empressâs intelligence was so good, this is not what I like, but chocolate cakes scattered with caramel would be in front of me.
If this was a dinner hosted by me, it would have been not a cake but a fruit sprinkled with the finest honey in front of the Empress.
"Thank you, Empress."
I smiled and held a fork and ate the cake deliciously.
As if this were indeed my favorite.
I could see the Empress smiling satisfactorily.
And thereâs another one in front of me.
"Empress, this is..."
"Itâs an engagement gift from me to Lady Lombardy."
The Empress seems determined to win my heart, apart from doubting the relationship between me and Perez.
Youâre thinking of building a bridge through me to my father.
Thereâs no more money to borrow from Sussew, so Angenas is looking for a host to put in a new straw.
If we look at it, it was my father whoâs making the most money on the continent right now.
"Thank you, Empress."
When I opened the black box, there was a pair of emerald earrings in it.
The antique design seemed to be an old valuable at a glance.
Even though money dried up in Angenas, the Empress had money that the Imperial Family could operate individually.
But as far as I know, most of them are also invested in the business of Angenas.
As an Empress, she was quite generous.
The Empress smiled and solved my question.
"Itâs a jewel thatâs been handed down from the Imperial Family for generations."
Thatâs right.
It seemed to be an item from the Imperial Treasury.
"Itâs Lady Lombardy who will soon be a member of the Imperial Family, so I thought it would be good to keep one of the Imperial Treasures in advance, so I paid some attention."
"Iâm delighted, Empress."
Iâll give this back to Perez later.
It was a bit reluctant for anyone to have an Imperial Heirloom with no connection.+
"By the way, thereâs a lot to discuss, including the engagement of Lady Lombardy and the Second Prince, and the wedding. When will Lord Gallahan Lombardy return from Cheshire?"
I could notice it instinctively.
This question is why the Empress held a dinner today and made me feel good with all kinds of complacency and jewels.
I closed the earring box back and looked at the Empress.
"Empress, please listen without misunderstanding my will."
And I said, making a really cautious expression.
"My father canât afford to care about things other than Cheshire right now. Physically, timely, and above all financially."
The Empressâs eyes became sharp.
Iâve done something to the detriment of that great pride.
But unexpectedly, she didnât interrupt me or yell at Perez for being rude.
I peered at Perez, sitting quietly next to me.
You said you have been busy.
Youâve got the Empressâs purse dried up, havenât you?
"But I know a place that might help the Empress."
"...Where is it?"
"Pellet Corporation."
"Pellet... Corporation?"
The Empress seemed quite surprised when a completely unexpected name came out of my mouth.
As known, Pellet Corporation was pro-Lombardy and tends to pro-Perez.
In addition, there was a time when Angenas and Pellet had a crash during the Triva tree business.
"These days, Pellet Corporation is looking for a place to invest in the long run because it has too much cash. Itâs no big secret, as you know sometimes I help Pellet Corporation with its work."
The Empressâs eyes flashed when I said, âThere is a lot of cashâ.1
However, she asked vaguely.
"Well, letâs see if Pellet Corporation will listen to me."
"Clerivan Pellet is my teacher, but heâs a person who can forget about the past when it comes to money and business."
I think the Empress has been tempted by my words.
And it seemed like she was thinking about putting in a word.
Feeling Perezâs gaze from the side, I suggested to the Empress.
"May I ask my teacher for the consultation, Empress?"
* * *
"Long time no see, Caitlyn, Kylus! How are you?"
After dinner with the Empress, I came to Perez and Poirak Palace.
"Lady Florentia."
Although Caitlyn sometimes went to the mansion whenever the Lombardy Scholarship was held.
For Kylus, the last time was when we had a brief conversation with the people of the Herrin family on my grandfatherâs birthday.
As we were talking for a while, Perez said to the two.
"Bring a dessert with chocolate and warm tea."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Caitlyn and Kylus watched Perez for a while and then went outside.
"Tia."
"Huh?"
"Now sit down and rest."
"Oh?..."
It was a strange thing.
As soon as Perez said so, fatigue came.
I must have been unknowingly nervous about dinner with the Empress.
I sat down on the sofa with a rattling sound.
"Thank you, Perez."
And as it was, I lie down on the sofa after a long time as if falling to the side.
"Tia!"
Perez, who was taking off the buttons on his neck, frowning a little as he was frustrated, in surprise.
His eyes are big and his face is stiff.
"Hahaha! Look at your face, Perez!"
"Sigh. Tia..."
"Just kidding, kidding! Did you think Iâd barely fall for something like this? Donât you think Iâm too fragile, Perez?"
When I burst into laughter, Perez washed his face dry with both hands and sat on the floor under the sofa where I lay.
There was no conversation between us for a while.
But that didnât mean it was awkward.
Rather, such a time was convenient.
Because Perez is one of the few people who are âcan beâ comfortable for me.
After a while, in a slightly hoarse voice, Perez asked me.
"Are you sure you donât mind?"
"What?"
"The Empress borrowing money from Pellet Corporation."
"Oh, that."
I answered with a big stretch.
"Donât worry, I really donât want to lend her money. Because if I do, your plan will fail."
Perez is not surprised that I know of his plans that he has never told me.
Rather, it was close to a natural response.
"The Pellet Corporation will buy bonds for the construction cost of Lombardy by the Empress. Angenas will be in debt to Pellet Corporation, not Lombardy. It said she doesnât have to repay it right away."
"A bond."
"Then Iâll be able to support you as you move, Perez."
Finally, Perez turned his head towards me.
By the way, the distance was closer than I thought.
The distance between my face lying on the sofa and Perezâs face.
"Hmm."
I coughed deliberately and patted Perez on the shoulder of pretending to be fine.
"And you. You donât have to overdo it."
"Overdo?"
"In front of the Empress earlier... Holding my hand. What would you say if she suspected it? Donât you think so?"
I giggled, but Perez wasnât.
He just looked down at me with a deeply sunken face.
"Smile a little."
I grumbled but this time Perez didnât react.
"Sigh."
I sighed briefly, smiled, and said.
"Perez, you havenât forgotten yet, have you? Weâre just contractually engaged."
Perez and I canât be more related.
No, it shouldnât be.
Perezâs red eyes, which had yet to answer, contained only me.
Uhk.
I had a sharp pain in my chest.
"Perez."
He conveyed his heart to me again and again.
But I canât agree with it.
I must not cross that line.
I canât repay Perezâs feelings with a happy ending.
Because.
"Tia."
Perez came up calling my name.
I could feel Perezâs shadow on my face as it moved.
Right. I was lying down.
A little vainly, I looked up at Perez, who was half-overlapping above me.
"Tia."
Perezâs voice that closer was like chocolate.
It was deep, sweet, and dark somewhere.
Perezâs hand moved slowly, keeping eye-to-eye.
As if to avoid it.
The large palm warmly covered the flat area with the heart under my collarbone.
At that moment I realized.
That my heart is beating so fast.
Feeling the beating of the heart on the breastbone under the thin skin, Perez smiled deeply.
And said quietly.+
"I think youâre overdoing it."
With that voice, my heart began to beat faster.
Then Perez came closer to my ear and whispered.
"You donât have to endure it, Tia."