Grand Duke, Please Stop Obsessing Over Your Wife! - Chapter 30

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30.

“I will stake my life to ensure that Lady Annelize’s message is delivered to our lord.”

It was an unnecessarily solemn answer.

Sir. You certainly use your one precious life quite valuably.

Annelize picked up her basket and hurried along.

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The kitchen of the Duke’s Castle.

The softly glowing hearth was warm.

“It seems our master has gone quite far, so he’ll be a bit late. My lady.”

“I understand. I’ll start cooking first then.”

Annelize put on her apron and began cooking.

It was fortunate she had received the items from the Emperor on time.

Flour and sugar were ingredients that would be difficult to obtain in the North right now.

‘Just a little longer and we’ll be able to get them in the North too.’

While the bread was baking, she was trimming and mashing winter strawberries.

“Is it all done?”

The Duke had arrived. He seemed to have come in a hurry, not even properly removing his coat.

“You’re here. No. I’m still making it. Would you like to watch me make strawberry jam?”

“Yes.”

The Duke obediently took the wooden ladle and began stirring the pot.

Annelize quickly checked the hearth.

Should we chat while waiting?

“Ah. That’s right. By the way, Your Grace. I heard there are small villages across the river.”

“That’s right.”

“When the snowstorm passes, would you like to visit the village together?”

“There’s not much to see. It’s just humans who came in without my permission building houses and living together.”

“But you didn’t drive them away and accepted them, didn’t you? I heard many Empire citizens have fled to the North.”

People who were falsely accused or feared punishment, people who fell out of favor with the Temple. There were various reasons for coming to the North.

The Duke had let them settle and live on his territory.

“What a pointless thing to do.”

“Still, I’m curious. They’re residents of the Grand Duchy anyway. If you’re not interested, I can go alone.”

At Annelize’s words, the Duke quickly replied.

“I didn’t say I wasn’t interested.”

There I go again, presuming to read your intentions. I’m not sorry.

When will it stop? Annelize turned her gaze to the window.

“I hope the snowstorm stops soon.”

Hearing Annelize’s answer, the Duke clicked his tongue.

“Unfortunately, it’ll take at least another week to stop.”

“That’s fine. Weather doesn’t follow people’s wishes. Please let me cool down the pot.”

Annelize took the tray out of the hearth.

She cut the golden-brown baguette diagonally, revealing its pure white interior.

She was moved by the bread smell she hadn’t experienced in so long.

‘Yes. This is real food.’

Those unidentifiable chunks of meat that couldn’t even be called cooking can go away.

“There. It’s all done. Please try it.”

Annelize offered the Duke bread spread with jam.

The Duke was giving the strawberry jam a suspicious look.

Annelize took a bite of the jam-spread bread.

Crispy bread crumbs scattered. The freshly made bread spread through her mouth along with butter.

‘I missed this so much…’

Yes. Honestly, I wanted to eat this so badly.

I asked the Duke who dreams about wanting to eat food, but actually I did dream about it.

Her cheeks puffed up with satisfaction.

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“How is it?”

The Duke also followed Annelize’s lead and ate half the baguette.

‘Not particularly. I can’t tell the difference from the chunks of meat served at meals.’

Rather, the jam spread on the bread was sticky and unpleasant.

But this is truly strange.

“It’s really delicious. Your Grace. It’s delicious, isn’t it.”

Watching Annelize become all soft while eating food.

“…Yes.”

He felt like he could understand the expression that just putting something in your mouth makes you feel good.

The Duke found himself nodding without realizing it.

“Freshly baked bread is always the most delicious. Crispy on the outside, soft on the inside.”

“Certainly. It does look soft and warm.”

Of course, the subject of the Duke’s “soft and warm” wasn’t the bread, but her.

After that, Annelize brought out various dishes.

Tarts, cookies, sandwiches, bread loaves. Only after putting various dishes in his mouth did it become clear.

Whatever Annelize was eating, it all looked delicious.

Then did he want to taste Annelize?

‘I do want to lick or bite her.’

Annelize had a sweet scent, so she’d probably be sweet.

But if he bit her, it would leave marks on her delicate skin. He didn’t like that idea.

“Tsk.”

The Duke endured his inexplicable thirst while chewing on his fountain pen.

‘This is bad. I’ve awakened unnecessary sensations for nothing. Now I have to control my mouth as well as my hands.’

He glared at the fountain pen that had become a rag.

He didn’t want to see Annelize end up like the fountain pen.

“Why is our lord acting like that? Did he have some grudge against the fountain pen?”

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s an oral fixation.”

“He’s way past the age for an oral fixation.”

“Then what should come at our lord’s age?”

“Well. Senility?”

“I think sexual frustration has come too.”

Pamine and Isaiah whispered behind him.

Shortly after, they both got hit on the head with the fountain pen.

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