Resetting Lady - Chapter 212

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“How long will it take?”

“He should be around fourteen or fifteen years old. That’s usually when most people start hunting.”

“I see.”

“….”

Raymond nodded slightly at Louis’s words, pondered for a moment, then made a suggestion to Louis.

“Then it might be good if we go to the forest together on the days I come. …As part of the lessons, that is.”

It wasn’t that he wanted to hunt, but going out to the forest was refreshing. It was the first time he had gone farther than the garden. Louis marveled at seeing trees so thick that six adults with outstretched arms couldn’t wrap around them, towering so high that their tops were beyond sight. They were on a completely different level from the trees in the garden.

“It really is nice to come out here.”

“I think it would be best to conduct my lessons outdoors whenever possible.”

“Is that okay?”

“Yes. Since His Grace the Duke ordered it. I can exercise that much flexibility. It’s not like we come here often….”

Raymond said this while looking down at Louis, who was resting under a tree. Raymond maintained an appropriate distance.

“We can’t come often, but I’ll try to go out whenever possible when I do come.”

“You don’t need to push yourself.”

“…If there’s any problem, please blame me. I’ll take responsibility and step down. As a teacher, I would have made a poor choice in lesson location.”

Louis sat down and closed his eyes.

He heard birdsong, which soon faded from his consciousness. After being lost in sleep for quite a while, when he opened his eyes, Raymond was carrying him on his back. Being carried like this, Louis found it somewhat amusing to be treated like a real child.

“Should I wake up?”

“Just continue sleeping. It won’t take long.”

The Duke’s decision to place Raymond by Louis’s side wouldn’t have been for just one reason. A person of that caliber doesn’t move for a single reason. He considers various possibilities and benefits when positioning his pieces.

Louis thought he understood the reason. Raymond was young and a knight famous for earning many people’s favor. Not only did he have striking looks, but confidence and discipline emanated from his entire being, and while he had goodwill, he had no arrogance.

Though his knowledge or status might be lacking compared to Louis’s elderly teachers, the attitude that wins people’s favor wasn’t something to be explained but something to be seen and experienced. Raymond didn’t speak much to Louis. He simply showed through his actions.

Just as he won Louis’s favor, it was clear he would easily win others’ favor as well. Whatever reason Count Fankair had for assigning him, the time spent with him was pleasant. Unlike other teachers, he was someone who showed romance rather than reality.

As Louis grew, his teachers began to compete with each other, pouring their passion into lesson time. Initially, they had been dissatisfied with teaching the young Crown Prince, but as Louis was always diligent in his studies and followed along well, they became enthusiastic teachers.

This became even more pronounced as their descendants – children, grandchildren, and even great-grandchildren – began to grow up. Since the Current King had marked him as the next king, the possibility of him becoming king in the future was not small.

If so, their current efforts would surely benefit their families. Even if they couldn’t enjoy it themselves, they began to think more and more about the glory their children and grandchildren could enjoy. Lessons became political, and the old men began to choose their words carefully. Family, glory, honor, future.

Raymond’s position was certainly in a good place to aim for such benefits. And he had reason to do so. Count Fankair, his godfather and relative, had spoken about Raymond’s circumstances.

“He’s someone who harbors a desire for revenge.”

“He doesn’t seem that way to me.”

“Has he never mentioned it?”

“No.”

“That’s surprising. Surely if you helped him, he would repay the favor.”

“Indeed… That is surprising.”

But Raymond had never once asked Louis for anything. He had never spoken about revenge either.

Though Louis was still young, his teachers were already beginning to make more and more requests of him. Please meet my granddaughter, my grandson. If you develop my estate, it will surely be of great help to the country. Do you know about this baron, that count, that duke….

“Do you have anything to say?”

“It would be good if you built up your arm muscles a bit more.”

“…Okay.”

However, Raymond never once spoke about revenge.

Louis vaguely thought that if Raymond ever made a request, he would definitely want to grant it at least once. And if he made a request, it would surely be something important and necessary.

* * *

“…I’m sorry, Your Highness.”

Raymond’s face was gloomy.

Louis fell into contemplation seeing his appearance. He wanted to grant almost anything. Whatever Raymond requested of Louis, he would have agreed to. But what Raymond conveyed to him was a problem that was difficult to decide easily.

“That Father is… that kind of person… I had suspected, but.”

Louis sat in his room with his chin in his hands, lost in thought. The relationship between him and his father, Prince Guiz, was difficult to describe.

Louis’s birth had initially been good news for Prince Guiz. The next king would be Guiz, and after that, Louis. Having a son promised a more secure throne for princes.

However, Prince Guiz’s case was somewhat different, as the King was reluctant to abdicate the throne to his son Guiz.

Louis had known since he was five that his position could make him an enemy of his father. But suspecting something and confirming it with his own eyes, facing the fact that his father was increasingly plotting other schemes right before him, were different matters.

After hearing from Raymond about Prince Guiz’s secret room, wrinkles inappropriate for his young age never left Louis’s forehead.

He had suspected that his father was a bad person. The words and actions of those around Guiz, the frequent changes of maids, and rumors of people continuously emerging injured or disabled had reached Louis’s ears as well.

But it wasn’t just that – he was continuously kidnapping people and committing murder in his room. Louis’s first thought was that he needed to rescue people immediately, and then he worried, ‘What kind of trouble will come to me?’

“What would it feel like to be a murderer’s son?”

“…I’m sorry.”

Louis looked at Raymond and thought about what his teachers would say.

Some of them would say that people like Raymond, who knew the royal family’s shame, should be dealt with. Even if Louis someday opposed Prince Guiz, this was too big a problem.

“Does Count Fankair know?”

“I think he probably suspects.”

“But the fact that he didn’t report to me – is it because I’m young? Or is this too big a problem for him to want to act?”

What Raymond told him was too big a problem.

That Prince Guiz wanted to eliminate Louis. Not in the distant future, but right now. Soon. And Karen was one piece of evidence of that.

“I’ll meet with Miss Karen Hyer first and then decide.”

* * *

The wedding was being prepared quickly and roughly. A wedding to become the king’s mistress didn’t need to be splendid. Even the wedding dress worn at the ceremony was utterly shabby.

The dresses Karen had received from Guiz were all of incalculable value, but the wedding dress was different. It was cheap. Women of any country, women of any era, wear their finest clothes at their wedding ceremony, but not Karen now.

Because this wasn’t a real wedding. Having prepared it himself, Prince Guiz glanced at the wedding dress hanging on the mannequin in front of Karen, seeming bothered by the rough, oversized garment, and asked.

“Do you need something better?”

“No, since it’s an unimportant dress, it doesn’t matter.”

Karen gladly accepted the white dress that looked like it was made of paper, with no decorations whatsoever. Everyone knew the wedding wasn’t important. It was just a formality. What mattered was that she would become Prince Guiz’s mistress.

So there was no need to pay too much attention to the wedding. Rather, she should do the opposite and downplay it. To show Prince Guiz that she wasn’t concerned about it.

“Catherine left me after the wedding ceremony. The wedding will be held in the Royal Palace backyard. It won’t require much time, so we’ll keep it simple.”

“I won’t make the same choice as Mother.”

“You don’t expect me to believe that, do you?”

Prince Guiz’s hand grabbed Karen’s chin. And turned it this way and that. Karen’s chin hurt from being grabbed, but she relaxed and just swayed as he moved her. There was no point in showing unnecessary pride.

“Being too obedient is also suspicious.”

What am I supposed to do then?

Karen grumbled inwardly and lowered her eyes. Dissatisfied either way. She wondered how Mother had gotten involved with such a man. Karen resented Catherine for not handling it properly and dumping the problem on her.

“Since Your Majesty has given me as much treasure as I desired, how could I be more satisfied than this?”

“Amusing words. I’m not craving your affection. I’m reflecting on what Catherine’s feelings might have been through you.”

“Is that all?”

“It’s not just that.”

Guiz licked his lips and pressed firmly on Karen’s belly.

“But I’m not crazy enough to believe your words unconditionally.”

And his hand moved downward. As it went down near her private parts, Prince Guiz’s lips twisted.

“You claim to be carrying my child without me ever entering you.”

Karen smiled back at him.

“Yes, it’s Your Majesty’s child.”

Believe it or not.

Their smiles toward each other were caustic.

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