The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 238

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Part 2, Chapter 36

Raphael’s face turned cold.

He quietly stared at Trevia’s face, which held elegance in every small gesture like the daughters of other noble families.

Despite her age of barely over twenty, she possessed the boldness and composure that only middle-aged noblewomen would have.

But what was even more concerning was the sharp killing intent in her vivid green eyes that could never be felt from ordinary women.

Marriage alliance.

It was a word so sudden it was absurd.

“Is that the position of the Contaninos Republic, or the position of the Mesita family?”

“Both.”

“A marriage alliance to someone who just returned? I cannot accept this. Is there a reason it must be Andert Pager specifically?”

“You’re acting like a guard dog protecting the door. This is a matter to be discussed before Duke Hailo. He’s coming this way now.”

At those words, Liwein’s head turned toward the corridor, looking at the two figures approaching. However, Raphael did not take his eyes off Trevia.

The leisurely approaching footsteps of two people.

Raphael only looked away from Trevia when a familiar weight of a hand landed on his shoulder.

He stared at the hand covered with small scars, then met warm light green eyes.

Despite having no news for four years, not only had he not lost an arm, but his face was as radiant as it had been eight years ago.

Raphael calmly suppressed the anger that surged up. Instead of the emotion of “finally,” a lament of “only now” burst forth.

He wanted to grab his outstanding friend by the collar and ask “How many times do you have to disappear from my sight to be satisfied?” but he calmly suppressed that intense urge as well.

He couldn’t undermine Natasha’s authority in front of Trevia.

That said, he didn’t have the patience to let it pass quietly either.

When he naturally put him in a headlock, Andert, who had hesitated with an “oops” expression, was immediately dragged under his arm.

“Ugh, wait.”

He was the same as eight years ago.

Not only his unchanging boyish appearance, but especially his body that didn’t rust or grow with the passage of time. That was probably because this shell was fake.

Daisy of the Weatherwax Family.

Even knowing that stern woman was his true form, he ended up maintaining his old attitude in front of Andert. He couldn’t help it. He was his precious friend, family, and soulmate.

The relief that Andert’s presence brought was too great to prioritize complicated circumstances and complicated emotions.

Yes, it was enough that he was alive.

If he had returned safely without dying a miserable death somewhere, that was enough.

Even while thinking this in his head, looking at that shameless face made his anger boil again.

“You still haven’t come to your senses, Andert.”

“I had my own pitiful circumstances…”

“Yes, I’m sure you did. You must have. I’m barely restraining my urge to kick you out of this castle, triumph ceremony or not.”

When he glared fiercely, the guy awkwardly averted his gaze.

At times like this, he wanted to support Natasha as the next emperor instead of the Crown Prince, as Emperor Ashneike wished. If he could keep Andert on a leash in the Imperial Palace as her uncle, his mind would be at ease.

Natasha, who had been wearing an endlessly delighted expression, looked at Trevia as soon as Raphael released Andert’s neck.

“Miss Trevia of Mesita, nice to meet you. You must have just arrived. That cold blond man beside you wasn’t bothering you, was he?”

Trevia bowed her head politely.

“It’s an honor to meet you, Duke Hailo. Our Mesita family only holds the coldness of the strong in high regard.”

“Ahaha! I can’t say that’s wrong. Miss Trevia is the sister of Jupiter Mesita, who is designated as the next Regent of the Contaninos Republic, so we mustn’t treat her carelessly, Raphael.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Andert, who had been rubbing his flattened hair, naturally took a couple of steps backward. It was obvious. He was trying to slip away.

“Then we’ll…”

Of course, Natasha didn’t let such behavior slide.

“This is Baron Andert Pager Vladief. He’s today’s triumph ceremony protagonist. I wonder if our Miss Trevia of Mesita has heard of him.”

“Among the countries that belonged to the Magic Alliance, who wouldn’t know this person’s name? I’ve been looking forward to meeting you, Baron Vladief. I’m fortunate to have the luck to encounter you.”

Raphael clearly read some intention and purpose in Trevia’s deep smile.

Perhaps that’s why.

‘How unpleasant.’

Just letting her become acquainted was enough goodwill from their side. Therefore, he had planned to hand Trevia over to Natasha and catch up with Andert.

“Would you marry me?”

“Marriage? I refuse.”

At the conversation that passed like a storm, Raphael sighed.

Then Trevia, with a serious face that showed she couldn’t understand the fact that she had been rejected.

“Why do you refuse? Ah, if you feel the need to know about your marriage partner, we could proceed with an engagement ceremony and then have time to talk.”

When she asked this, and Andert answered in response.

“I prefer men over women.”

Fortunately, Natasha, who was shocked, stepped forward first to mediate between the two.

“First!”

Raphael sighed again.

“I’ll guide you to the drawing room, Miss Trevia. I was so absorbed in deep conversation with my old friend that my throat is parched. Let’s move quickly.”

When will you ever think of living peacefully, Andert?

* * *

Me, Daisy.

A woman proposed to me.

Being proposed to by a woman for the first time in my life… well, not exactly the first time.

I’m a woman, and I don’t get excited by other women.

Someone might get excited by the same sex, but at least that wasn’t my case. Of course, if I think about it carefully, I don’t think I’ve ever been particularly excited by men either. Except for Lu.

‘Is Andert’s appearance the type that appeals well to women?’

That can’t be right.

It seems the women in this neighborhood, whether 18 years ago or now, really haven’t seen truly handsome men. Like Lu, for example.

“So… Miss Trevia. What was your reason for visiting so suddenly to seek an audience with His Majesty?”

Natasha spoke as if nothing had happened, but her eyes that flickered whenever she was displeased were the same as always.

The drawing room had a very quiet and tense atmosphere for a place occupied by four vigorous men and women.

Trevia, who was the leader of that atmosphere, answered with a faint smile.

“I came to propose a marriage alliance between the Mesita family and Baron Vladief.”

“To someone who returned alive today? It’s so sudden that your motives are suspicious.”

“I did specifically mention Lord Andert’s name, but it wouldn’t matter much if the partner changed to Duke Jenail. However, I would prefer it to be Lord Andert Pager.”

This is problematic.

Were marriages between nobles originally this cold, like rotten fish fallen on a market stall?

No. Didn’t Mrs. Wokhodd, Liwein’s mother, use me with all her heart and soul to raise her child’s value?

“I’m sorry, but that won’t be possible, Miss Trevia. Under our Pen Rota’s military law, Duke Jenail and Baron Vladief are not permitted to immigrate or marry foreigners.”

“I know Lord Andert’s position in Pen Rota. Then how about if I just take this person’s child and return?”

That’s an even bigger problem.

“How rude, Trevia of Mesita. Did you think I would laugh and call it an amusing joke?”

The smile disappeared from Natasha’s lips.

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