The Military Doctor Excels at Being a Contracted Duchess - Chapter 77

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【Chapter 77】

I wondered if it was okay to hate family connected by blood this terribly, but honestly, what wouldn’t be okay about it?

When I thought of Abel, I had nothing but bad memories from my very early childhood.

Like sprinkling caterpillars on my hair while I slept, or stealing and eating the most delicious-looking food whenever there was something tasty.

Or tripping me while I was practicing walking.

Besides these, there were so many annoying incidents that it was hard to believe we were twins, and Ebel had to endure it all “because she was a daughter.”

“Your brother might play some pranks, why are you being so sensitive about it?”

“Your mother is right. A well-behaved young lady doesn’t whine over such trivial things.”

No one ever took her side, only saying things like this.

So wherever Abel was now and whatever he was going through, she didn’t feel even a speck of guilt.

Please, I hoped he would never appear again.

“No one has escaped from that place in the past 50 years. We’re paying special attention to it, so please don’t worry too much.”

“Then… that’s a relief.”

Relieved, Ebel smiled lightly.

She wasn’t even curious about where he was.

She didn’t care how frantically his parents were raging over losing Abel.

‘There’s no chance of running into him at the hunting festival either. Claren is a fallen house, so they don’t have the qualifications to participate.’

At the birthday celebration… all nobles could participate, so there might be problems, but what could they really do besides extorting some money?

If they didn’t want to ‘disappear’ like Abel, they would have to grovel appropriately.

‘I don’t know what will happen in the capital, but somehow my heart feels uneasy. Even though I’m thinking it will be fine like this.’

Taking a deep breath, Ebel pressed down the corners of her mouth, managing her expression that was trying to harden.

‘Let me remember the truth that there’s no point in worrying about things that haven’t happened yet.’

Light sparkled from Ebel’s fingertips as she ordered coffee and sat down.

But it was such a fleeting moment that no one noticed.

* * *

After passing through three or four cities and finally arriving in the capital, Ebel was in an almost exhausted state.

Taking the House of Bayern’s carriage that was waiting at the station, the place they arrived at was none other than the Royal Palace.

Florian, who was guided to the VIP room together as Ebel’s Brother’s attendant, kept exclaiming in admiration.

Dominique only silently looked around, and while Banya was surprised by the magnificent sight, she quickly turned her attention away since taking care of the children was her priority.

As for Ebel, her honest feeling was that she just wanted them to give her a soft bed.

“The place where you’ll be staying is the Blue Rose Palace. We don’t actually grow blue roses, but it’s named that because there’s a rose garden made of sapphires in the courtyard.”

Following slowly behind the guide, Ebel almost missed an important statement.

“The Blue Rose Palace has its garden connected to the main palace where His Majesty resides. This is a sign of the trust His Majesty shows to House of Bayern.”

Even after saying all that, when no one responded, the servant cleared his throat and closed his mouth.

“Then please rest well.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

Shortly after, the servant withdrew and the door closed.

The couple’s bedroom where the two would stay was a prime location with a clear view of the sapphire flower garden that the servant had just been bragging about while spitting.

It was quite a good position, being cut off from the outside where people came and went, yet still able to enjoy the view of the courtyard.

Wasn’t this the palace built by a king who loved his concubine so much that he didn’t want to show her to anyone’s eyes?

Regardless, Ebel just wanted to take a shower.

Then, Victor, who had been tapping the window frame as if lost in thought, turned around.

Approaching to help untie his wife’s waist strings, he put his lips to Ebel’s ear and whispered softly.

“It would be better to refrain from taking walks at night. There’s a risk of encountering the king.”

“I absolutely won’t go out. I’ll stay with Dominique even during the day.”

Freed from her corset, Ebel nodded vigorously.

The young king being a sex maniac was a very, very famous story.

She absolutely, absolutely didn’t want to get involved with him.

“Yes. Since I’m in the capital, I’ll probably be called to various meetings. Whatever the king does during that time, whatever it may be, please be sure to let me know.”

I really hoped nothing would happen.

Damian’s face floated in Ebel’s hazy mind.

That child would be lucky to endure two days in a room…

“And one more thing.”

“…?”

The moment Ebel looked up at him with puzzled eyes, a strange smile appeared on Victor’s lips.

“I think we need to enter the bathroom together. Would that be alright with you?”

…What?

Flustered, Ebel’s gaze wavered, lost in mid-air.

* * *

Even commoners maintain propriety between men and women.

It went without saying for nobles who lived bound by complex etiquette.

I swear, Ebel had never once thought about entering a bathroom with her husband and sharing the same bathtub.

That was as absurd as a woman becoming a doctor.

First of all, there were hardly any houses with separate bathrooms to begin with.

Only places like the House of Bayern or the Royal Palace would have ‘bathrooms’ with floors and walls decorated with tiles.

Victor maintained a calm expression even after making such a shocking statement.

Only Ebel, who had imagined strange things by herself, couldn’t lift her face.

Thump thump!

Victor punched the wall with his fist and slowly made a full circle, then stomped his foot on the floor.

Using his tall height to examine even the ceiling, he finally conveyed that it was safe to wash.

“There’s no space where rats could hide. You can feel at ease.”

“Ah… um, thank you.”

So that’s what he meant by entering the bathroom together.

Since he had the servants prepare the bathwater beforehand, the bathroom was quite humid inside.

Thanks to that, even if her face turned red, it seemed she could hide it.

“The water temperature is just right too. There don’t seem to be any holes where snakes could enter either. You should be able to wash safely.”

The more Victor spoke, the more Ebel’s head drooped.

Right. There was no way he would break etiquette so dramatically.

Besides, the bathtub really wasn’t sized for two people to enter.

“What’s wrong?”

When Victor asked as if puzzled, Ebel squeezed her eyes shut.

“It’s nothing. I’ll wash and come out… Victor!”

She tried to hurriedly send him out, but what do you know.

Victor was laughing, even shaking his shoulders.

Only then realizing that he knew everything but pretended not to, Ebel now puffed steam from her ears like a kettle.

“My goodness, that’s too much.”

“What is, Lady? I don’t understand anything.”

I could see him biting his teeth hard to hold back laughter, so what!

“I wasn’t thinking anything either.”

“What thoughts are you saying you weren’t having?”

Victor seemed determined to tease her.

He usually doesn’t act so slyly!

But unable to glare at him, Ebel could only push firmly against his broad back. It meant for him to go out quickly.

Victor burst into refreshing laughter and willingly went outside before his joke became crude behavior.

‘He doesn’t cross the line.’

After Ebel disappeared from view, Victor’s eyes sank coldly.

He lightly tapped around the bathroom area as well, but there seemed to be no empty spaces.

Dominique would be thoroughly examining the bedroom while Ebel was washing.

‘I wondered what they were trying to do by suddenly telling us to stay at the Blue Rose Palace.’

Then the only thing to be careful of was the garden?

‘I’ll need to take Damian out during the day to tire him out. I have to drain his energy so he won’t randomly dash out to the Garden.’

He would need to give Angelm a separate warning about this as well.

After roughly planning several alternatives, Victor softly raised the corners of his mouth at the scream of “Ahhhhh!” mixed with the sound of water.

“Are you there?”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

“Send a letter to the Manor. Tell them to build a bathtub large enough for two people to use comfortably while they’re doing the construction work.”

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