Shoutout to everyone who corrected âIron Crowâ to âIron Clawâ last chapter due to my insane tunnel vision haha. You guys rock, thanks for catching my very obvious oversight.
TL: Toasty
ED: Toasty
When I woke up, the worried-seeming faces of her parents were there.
Surprised at this, while being confused, Lydia sat up in her bed. Just when she did come back, she thought, tilting her head to the side.
ãFatherâ¦â¦? Motherâ¦â¦?ã
ãAre you okay? My angel, are you hurt anywhere?ã
ãDia, it was scary, right?ã
Her cheeks were stroked by her father as if to confirm she was okay, then she was hugged by her mother, and then she remembers the incident that happened before she went to sleep.
ãI am fine.ã
To be more accurate, she was already fine. She had cried for a while, and now, she had a strange feeling of calm.
When she smiles to make her parents relieved, she sees the relieved color of their faces, and because Lydia felt guilt in her chest at making her parents worry that much.
ãFather, Mother, Iâm sorry. Because I selfishly acted unreasonably and forcibly brought her, please do not blame Katherineâ¦â¦ã
Collecting herself, Lydia realized the potential that her maid Katherine would take the responsibility for her own selfish actions.
She heard the boy who was a gardenerâs apprentice was confined to his bed, and at the start she got angry, but gradually with time, worry exceeded it. If she carefully thought about it, the time he fell in the pond was because he was trying to help her, and feelings of guilt welled up.
When she decided to go and meet him, she had reached the limit of her worry and guilt, and asked Katherine to go with her because she wanted to visit someone who was sick. Because if she looks at Katherineâs face, sheâs relieved, she was the one who pushed through.
At that time, she didnât think for even a moment something like that could happen. She hated the idea of Katherine, who had ended up dragged into the results of her making light of this, being punished.
ãThatâs no good.ã
From her father Geordo, a quiet rejection is given, and Lydiaâs chest felt heavy.
ãShe has to be properly lectured by the head maid.ã
When Lydia vacantly looks up, Geordo smiles while closing one eye.
ãBecause if we pretend something didnât happen, Katherine wonât reflect on it and will become spoiled, you know.ã
With being completely blameless, sheâll only end up blaming herself more, and will self-satisfyingly put all of the blame on herself, and again Lydia reflected on her imperfections as a master.
ãIâm sorry.ã
Seeing his beloved daughter hand her head in her motherâs arms, Geordo forces a smile.
ãI didnât have any intentions to scold Dia, butâ¦â¦ã
ãWhyâ¦â¦?ã
She should be scolded. Even with her father whose love for his family is strong, there is no way he can overlook the matter this time. Lydia turns her doubting eyes towards her father. There, the same pale blue eyes softly narrowed.
ãThat is, youâve already been scolded, havenât you?ã
When such a thing was pointed out, Lydia was surprised at how she guessed right.
The boy who is a gardenerâs apprentice that she went to meet, the instant they met they argued, and when she was saved, she was first criticized. She was very surprised because she was thinking he was only worried and then relieved at their safety. Somehow, realizing at how she thought he was sweet to her made her embarrassed.
While thinking she doesnât want to be spoiled, she was made to notice the truth he was spoiling her.
Again, she knew how much she worried him, with the strength of his clasped hands and mumbling voice that shook. She remembered the head of his clasped hands and how she tightly grasped onto both of his hands.
ãTowards someone who is already reflecting, doing something such as criticizing the same thing has no point.ã
ãDia hasnât finished reflecting with this much, right?ã
ãYesâ¦â¦ã
She decided she would never make him sad again. With that determination, in the middle of her motherâs arms, Lydia nods.
If thatâs the case, now, they were just happy for her safety and again, both parents held her tightly.
A few days later, the first prince, Roy, who had already visited before her, visited Lydia.
There are many glass doors on the walls facing the garden, but the multicolored orchids guide the way to the parlor. From inside, the garden you see even looks like a good painting, Roy says, showing a brilliant smile.
Katherine, the maid, who finished preparing black tea as always, withdraws, and the other servants clear out. Around the time he took a breather with the warm black tea, Roy smiled as if his honey colored eyes melted in the fireplaceâs warmth.
ãThen, what is it? Miss Lydia.ã [T/N: Literally âLydia-jouâ, as in âojouâ without the âoâ]
Staring at those eyes that seem to be filled with expectation, Lydia opened her mouth.
ãâ¦â¦before, you told me to use you.ã
ãAhh.ã
Roy affirms the conditions of the time they talked about engagement. In exchange for limiting Lydia with her engagement, she has the right to take advantage of her fiance position, was what he suggested.
ãThen, please allow me to use you.ã
At her words that could be taken as disrespectful, with her own determination Lydia opens her mouth.
ãYouâre going to be engaged with me, right?ã
At Royâs words of confirmation, Lydia nodded her head.
ãYes. At the present time, there is no one other than Roy-sama more suited for my marriage partner.ã
ãIs it okay if I hear the reason?ã
Roy doesnât ask the reason for engagement, but instead the reason she arrives at that determination.
ãI⦠want the power to protect the things important to me.ã
She doesnât want anyone to be sad. At the least, she wants a future where the people within her own reach are smiling.
ãFor that reason, I want to learn about the world.ã
She doesnât want to learn everything in the world, but for the sake of knowing her own merit and making sure of the course of her future, she wants to understand what kind of world surrounds her. As just the daughter of the duke,as it is, she only sees the narrow world. The quickest method was an engagement with Roy.
So, she would use Roy. Even with the restrictions on those on the edge of royalty, for Lydia who couldnât defend even herself, it was favorable.
At Lydiaâs eyes full of determination, Roy blinked once, then brightens his facial expression.
ãNo, Miss Lydia is truly awe-inspiring, huh?ã
ãPlease donât say it like Zackâ¦â¦ã
The expressions heâs using are intended for women, but Royâs manner of speaking are like the time she was praised by the boy who is a gardenerâs apprentice who called her cool. It didnât feel like being praised and Lydia half-closed her eyes. Roy ended up strangely resembling him.
However, he is different, as immediately he apologized.
ãThen, weâll begin holding negotiations. Letâs get along from now, Miss Fiance.ã
Standing from the chair, the approaching Roy presents a hand to Lydia.
Lydia also stands up and takes the presented hand in return.
ãLetâs work together well, Roy-sama.ã
Roy adds on something with a smile.
ãOf course, because the engagement will be canceled when the other person asks to be able to be with someone else, letâs keep that part a secret, yes?ã
ãI understandâ¦â¦ but, does Roy-sama have that kind of person?ã
At the way of speaking with a condition in regards to the other person, when Lydia asks, Roy sincerely smiles.
ãI donât know yet.ã
ãHuh?ã
ãItâs because I havenât met them yet.ã
It seems meeting them is a settled manner. She doesnât understand how he is so sure, and Lydia tilts her head in doubt. With how Roy only smiles back, it doesnât seem like he wants to talk about the reason.
Then, Roy presents a situation that is likely there.
ãMaybe it was when I met Miss Lydia before, huh?ã
ãMeâ¦â¦?ã
Neither denial nor affirmation leaves Lydia who is at a loss for words. Just what in the world is caught in her throat?
At her hesitating reply, when Lydia is having great difficulty, she can hear a voice of stifled laughter, and in her line of sight is a Roy who is smiling with amusement.
ãRoy-sama?ã
ãNoâ¦â¦ if we donât take notice of each other, isnât that somewhat strangeâ¦â¦?ã
When Roy said that to her, she noticed it for the first time. He was talking about how if Lydia and Roy both became engaged to each other, they completely hadnât considered the potential that they would end up liking each other.
Of course, it isnât disagreeable and a feeling of favor for the other is there, but to the end, theyâre a friend.
ãNow that you mention it, that is true.ã
It was a funny story when she ended up realizing it: an engagement where absolutely, they wouldnât want the other person to fall in love with them. Lydia also felt a smile come up, and they laughed together.
After laughing for a while, their eyes mutually met.
ãI like Roy-sama.ã
ãI also like Miss Lydia.ã
Itâs the feeling of smoothly exchanging communication.
Would the day she comes to regret the decision that day come, she wonders.
Thinking about that, she immediately shakes her head.
Certainly, she had a premonition that if she didnât regret it, she would be proud of it.
During the new year, at the new yearâs celebration party, Roy and Lydiaâs engagement was officially announced.
Several days after that, Lydia was strolling through her residenceâs garden by herself. At the party, many people had made noise about the engagement, but if she is in her own houseâs garden, there is an unbelievable silence.
Only the short sounds of Lydiaâs footsteps in the winter garden make noise.
She follows a road she doesnât frequently travel. If she notices that even by herself, she became able to reach the destination. This growth is fine, isnât it, Lydia thought to herself.
Because usually heâs guiding her, unconsciously she starts humming.
Then, she puts on a hood and ducks underneath the hedges she saw.
In her field of vision that opened up, at the place clear white sunshine fell, ivy enshrined the fountain like battle standards. The ivy didnât immediately put its root in the fountain, but a fence of wood was used to encircle it, and that ivy twisted around the fence.
The perpetrator who arranged the water fountain is crouching at its side, doing work.
ãHm? Ojou.ã
When seeing her, the boy who is a gardenerâs apprentice lifted his head. Maybe as a result of using his cotton gloves as they are to wipe sweat, there is dirt on his cheeks.
At that dirt he doesnât realize, Lydia spills out a smile.
ãAlthough, I canât do it yet.ã
He mumbles as if seeming to regret how he canât show her its perfected state. Lydia moves until she is next to the boy who is a gardenerâs apprentice and looks at what heâs working on.
ãA rabbit?ã
There was a rabbit with white hairs made of chrysanthemums and red eyes.
ãThis one, rather than a mountain hair, would you hold it?ã
Itâs only one rabbit that was drawn by the side of the water fountain, but because he said it was still incomplete, from here, theyâd multiply, perhaps.
ãItâs cute.ã
He doesnât have any confidence in his artistic taste, does he, Lydia thought, and at Lydiaâs impressions, the boy who is a gardenerâs apprentice let out a sigh of relief.
At how she appeared to regret the dissolving of her rabbit last year, she remembered the magic her father Geordo used for her. When she faces the reality of remembering all of those trivial memories one by one, at that tenderness, her heart fills with warmth.
ãWhen itâs complete, I want to show Flora as well.ã
ãMhm, thatâs fine.ã
When she says that her sister would also be delighted, he acknowledged it with a smile. Standing up their next plan was looking forward to the near future.
Towards the boy who went back to his work, Lydia calls him.
ãZack.ã
ãWhat is it?ã
While tilting his head to the side, he looks at her, and the boy sho is a gardenerâs apprentice continues to wait for her words.
Inhaling the air that had become cold, Lydia told him.
ãI donât need a dance substitute anymore.ã
ãEh?ã
ãI was engaged to Roy-sama.ã
She remembered the optical illusion as if her heart had grown cold with the inhaled air. Even though all she did was tell him the ordinary truth.
The eyes of the boy who is a gardenerâs apprentice went wide, and clapped as if understanding.
ãIs it okay to congratulate you?ã
When she was asked anxiously, Lydia ended up smiling. At the beginning, he was worried about Lydiaâs feelings. He really did prioritize her too much.
ãI donât understand.ã
ãHa?ã
ãItâs that, I, while I like Roy-sama, I donât like him romantically.ã
Heâs the lovable prince that came out of a picture book himself. Heâs the best partner for some of the Ernest house. The way she canât come to like him is strange.
However, because that strange thing actually ended up happening, thereâs no helping it.
The boy who is a gardenerâs apprentice shows an appearance of firmly thinking.
ãâ¦â¦Ojou, do you hate it?ã
Asked with a final confirmation, Lydia tried to cheerfully smile.
ãI decided it.ã
ãI see. Ojou is cool, huh?ã
It isnât either good or bad, but she receives the highest grade of compliment from him. He sees her quietly smile, and feels like sheâs grown up a bit.
ãIâm not happy, you know.ã
ãEven though you were praised?ã
ãYou are not praising me.ã [T/N: God, these two are so precious.]
When she deliberately looks angry, she turned towards a proud looking face. When sheâs smiled at just like that, she ended up thinking of the self he believed in.
ãWill you be my partner for one last song?ã
When Lydia lightly lifts her hand up, the boy who is a gardenerâs apprentice understands, puts his cotton gloves into his pockets, and politely takes her hand.
ãWith pleasure.ã
Each humming a waltz rhythm, they dance around the water fountain.
Lydia suddenly straightens her spine.
Because that was his highest grade of compliment from the beginning.
No matter what the future held from here, she would keep her head up.
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