The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 183

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 183

Eve draped a thick robe over her shoulders and spoke in the gentlest voice in the world.

“Keep your body warm.”

Radis, feeling a bit embarrassed, quickly opened her eyes.

“I’m already warm enough. I’m about to get hot.”

“Good. Stay like this.”

“Until when? I have things to do too.”

“I’ll handle them. I already sent Marcel to Lord Russel’s Estate. Marcel will take care of most things, and anything that needs a decision will be brought to me.”

Eve, who had been putting thick socks on her feet, suddenly bent his large frame down and kissed the top of her foot. Then, with his soft, tender lips still pressed against her foot, he said.

“Peer will come soon. I asked her to play music that’s good for prenatal care. Just lie here elegantly and spend your time leisurely listening to Peer’s performance.”

Peer was the elf who played instruments best in the Forest. But Radis didn’t want to trouble Peer after already bothering Siben. Especially not for something like just listening to music.

She asked with a tearful expression.

“Do I really have to go that far?”

“Of course, my lady.”

Eve pressed his lips along her long, slender calves and whispered sweetly.

“You can forget about the heavy duties as Lord of Gloria for now. The bothersome work will be handled by Mar… no, by Duke Russel, your devoted husband. My lady should just spend time comfortably and at ease. The biggest worry you’re allowed is what would be fun to do today.”

“Eve.”

Radis said seriously.

“You don’t need to go this far. I’m very healthy…”

“Of course my wife is healthy like a swift deer.”

Eve Russel gently pressed his cheek against her belly and spoke in a soft voice.

“But both the healer and Siben said this is the most careful time. They said it would be good to rest for at least a month.”

They certainly did say that. Though they didn’t say to be trapped between cushions like this.

“Radis, can you believe it?”

But Eve, with his cheek against her belly, looked too happy to say such things.

“Our child… Our child is here.”

Radis was swept by a strange feeling. She couldn’t believe that Eve was accepting this situation with pure joy.

And for good reason, they were…

“So, rest.”

Eve sat up. He properly put the socks he had briefly set aside back on her feet, then urged her once more.

“You absolutely must rest!”

Radis looked up at him with a gloomy face. She really didn’t want to be trapped here.

“Understood, my lady?”

However, Eve’s face looked so happy yet anxious that she couldn’t bring herself to say no. He looked like someone who had finally found a bluebird and barely managed to capture it in his hands.

She couldn’t push away his hands and storm out of here. Radis had no choice but to nod.

As Eve left the bedroom, Peer appeared as if taking turns. She carried a huge harp on her back and held a bouquet and fruit basket in her hands.

Peer set down what she was carrying and smiled brightly.

“Lady Radis, congratulations!”

Fortunately, Peer belonged to the group less contaminated(?) by Daniel. She was an elf who unusually loved traveling outside the Forest, and thanks to living while interacting with ordinary people, her typical elven sensitivity had been somewhat diluted.

Radis felt a bit more at ease and smiled along with Peer.

“Peer, I’m sorry for calling you like this.”

“Not at all! Oh, I’m so happy.”

Peer’s pretty face swelled greatly with emotion.

“Just the fact that you and His Grace are having a child makes my heart want to burst with joy, and to think I can comfort Lady Radis with my performance…!”

Of course, her sensitivity was only ‘somewhat’ diluted for an elf.

If left alone, the emotional Peer might start crying. Judging that it would be better to listen to the harp performance, Radis said.

“Right, Peer. So could you play the harp for me?”

Peer set down the huge harp she had been carrying on her back and smiled brightly.

“It’s an honor. Please listen comfortably.”

Then she began playing, plucking the harp strings. Radis lay in bed listening to Peer’s performance. Unexpectedly, the beautiful harp melody was perfect for getting lost in other thoughts.

‘Maybe Eve’s morning sickness was due to anxiety.’

According to Siben, Eve seemed to have instinctively sensed Radis’ pregnancy and even experienced morning sickness on her behalf. The anxiety about possibly losing the child would have made the symptoms worse.

Indeed, after confining Radis to the soft bedroom and feeling relieved, Eve was no longer showing morning sickness symptoms.

‘Then my being here is protecting His Grace.’

Thinking of it that way, it wasn’t unbearable.

‘I want to protect Eve.’

Eve was a strong man and a loyal subject of the Empire who had reclaimed his ducal seat with his own hands. But Radis knew that wasn’t all he was.

He no longer searched for the black angel, but in Radis’ heart, the young Eve who had been crying in the Forest still remained. That child who had trembled all over as if he might shatter at any moment.

Radis closed her eyes and buried her face in the fluffy feather pillow.

‘For Eve’s sake, this much is nothing.’

She had no memory after that. She fell into deep sleep listening to Peer’s gentle harp performance.

“Kitty~”

Berry, a senior maid of the Duke’s Mansion, was calling the cat in a hushed voice.

“Come here~”

Melody, also a senior maid, whispered with an anxious face.

“Will it come just because you call like that? Wouldn’t it be better to call the servants?”

Berry said with a tearful expression.

“But if we call the servants now, Lady Radis will definitely wake up. You know how sensitive Lady Radis is, right? And Peer said earlier that Lady Radis fell asleep peacefully like a goddess enchanted by the harp melody.”

Berry clenched her fists.

“I don’t want to wake Lady Radis who is finally resting comfortably!”

“Ugh… that’s true.”

Berry and Melody were standing in front of the ornate display cabinet in Radis’ Drawing Room. On top of the display cabinet, White, the Duke’s Mansion’s troublemaker cat, was looking down at the two maids.

White was a cat gifted by His Majesty Emperor Olivier who had visited the Duke’s Mansion. According to His Majesty’s words, he seemed to hope it would become friends with Galatea, the cat-shaped golem that Eve Russel cherished. Considering His Majesty’s hidden intentions, he probably actually hoped it would torment Galatea.

But White had no particular interest in Galatea. What White liked wasn’t tormenting golems, but climbing to high and dangerous places people told her not to go and watching people fret.

It was the same now. Earlier, when the door opened as Peer left Radis’ dwelling, White had slipped into the drawing room and climbed up the tall display cabinet, refusing to come down.

Berry earnestly imitated cat sounds.

“Come down, meow~”

“Will White come down just because you do that?”

“Should I do it in cat language? Nya, nyaaang…”

Then, a chuckling sound came from outside the open door. Berry and Melody both turned around simultaneously.

“Ah, sorry. You looked so stupid I couldn’t help laughing.”

It was Isabel, a new maid.

After Alice married her fiancé and left the Ducal Mansion with everyone’s blessings, many new maids came in to fill Alice’s vacancy. Some adapted well, but others didn’t. Isabel was the prime example of the latter.

Berry’s face flushed faintly with embarrassment.

“What, Isabel! What did you just say?”

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