# 46
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The long day is over.
It was a dull and depressing day. The negotiation process with Duke Spelmann was the most disjointed.
Duke Spelmann acquired the museum and gave up his son. He might bring it back at any time, but the death of a noble in a strange land is a common occurrence.
Just as Spielman never misses an opportunity, so does Sertin. He was not merciful enough to let a mouse fall into a trap.
Before Sertin headed to the Crown Princess' palace to meet Evelin, he issued an order to Mortega.
“Strengthen the surveillance system on young Duke Augustin and Duke Spellman, and tell me everything that happens.”
The marriage promised by Spielmann was supposed to take place within a week. On the wedding day, the museum will be free.
“Choose among the nobles of the West whom we can benefit from.”
There were many hints in his conversation with Duke Spellman. Choosing a bride was the responsibility of Cyrtain, not Duke Spelman.
There were three conditions for the prince's bride.
1. You must be from a noble family from a distant region.
2. You must be from a family with an old reputation.
3. She must be the eldest daughter of that family.
Being from a distant region means that no scandal will be tolerated, and a family with an old reputation means that it must be of high status.
Being the eldest daughter means that this family could join the Spellman family in the future.
He is a fox-like person.
But that wasn't all.
Duke Spellman had completely handed his son into his hands.
“Buy a small mansion in the West.”
“What size do you want?”
“It should be suitable because Young Duke Spellman and his wife will be staying there, so let it be of good standard.”
Mortega's eyes sparkled.
“It would be better if it was somewhere a little vulnerable.”
“It must be remote, too.”
Sertin smiled coldly. He was looking forward to what would happen in the future.
“Call Marquis Raymond and ask him to meet, but he must be subtle enough so that Duke Spelman does not notice.”
He was planning to bring the fish Spielman missed into his own tank.
Through these negotiations, Certin got everything he wanted.
'By not mentioning Evelyn, it seems that Spellman doesn't know anything yet.'
If so, it means that Evelyn's secret is in the hands of only Sirtain.
Sertin smiled faintly
Only one person in this world.
The secret that only Sirtain knows.
So only he can benefit from it.
There was great happiness in his heart.
Mortega understood that smile another way.
'It seems that Serten is happy that he injured Duke Spellman.'
In order to maintain that happiness, it was time for him too to move as if his feet were boiling.
Mortega decided to act.
The promised time has come.
Soon, Sertin will open this door and enter. Throughout the day, as I explored the Crown Princess's palace, I discovered a few things.
The Knights of the Crown Princess' Palace have been replaced. At first they were like rats, waving decorative swords and walking around swaggeringly.
But now, they have been replaced by real men of knights who exude prestige and ability.
Although they were wearing the same uniforms, their moods were different.
And I mean, they were scarier.
Secondly, there was a problem with all the servants who were working here disappearing.
When Julia asked, feigning ignorance, she felt as if she was avoiding a response.
“Where did they disappear?”
I scratched my cheek.
When she summoned Roderick and Leia to play hide and seek in the park, she realized something else.
The garden was clean.
It was always full of messages and traps, but now, it seemed like someone had cleaned it.
Looks like something is going on here.
“Ah, it's frustrating!?”
What is this feeling that I was feeling?
I can't ask my father, and I can't ask anything else...
I had nothing to do but move my fingers
Julia went to help prepare dinner, and Duke Roger himf came and took Roderick and Leia away.
I really don't know what position to take.
Certin, whom I had met earlier in the park, seemed in a very good mood.
“Ha.”
I wish I was a ninja.
Or at least if I were to be incarnated, I should have sufficient powers for it.
I would have been able to climb on the walls and eavesdrop on conversations, and watch for suspicious actions.
If not this, shouldn't I be a witch or something? Why do I have no ability at all!
I was sleeping on the couch, when I heard the sounds of conversation coming from outside.
Maybe because I fired all the servants, there was one good thing. It seems like the place has become so quiet that I can hear even the smallest sounds.
“Dinner is not ready yet, Your Highness.”
It's Julia!
She seems to be in a little trouble.
“It’s okay. Dinner can be prepared slowly. I have things I want to talk to Evelin about, so don’t let anyone in before I call you.”
“Yes, Your Highness. I will do that.”
No? Do you want to talk to me?
The tension suddenly rose in my relaxed body. I gotta boost my brain!
No drooling!
Falling awkwardly is also prohibited!
I don't know what you're trying to say, but I reject any more inappropriate behavior, really.
I gritted my teeth.
After I arranged my clothes, he knocked on the door and opened it.
"my husband!"
I waved my hand. In a way so bright that he wouldn't know I was alert.
Sertin, who had stopped, gave a slight laugh.
Why are you laughing? What did you find funny?
Without saying anything, Sertin entered and closed the door behind him. With the sound of the door locking, I felt as if a heavy stone had fallen into my heart.
Why, why did you close the door?
I opened my eyes wide.
In a situation where I didn't know what to say, my eyes were as scared as a cow.
Sertin slowly approached me and sat down at the table in front of me.
There was contact between our knees.
There was a slight soapy smell of certin. It looks like he took a shower.
His shirt and pants were different from what I saw in the park today. I moved my fingers a little.
Was that intentional?
Our legs intertwined.
It was no longer possible for me to escape.
“It must be very difficult for you, too.”
What...what is difficult??
Life is hard, patience is even harder. I didn't know what to say, so my lips were trembling.
I don't know what his intention is. And I can't ask. I felt like my stomach was clogged with frustration.
As if Sirtain knew what was inside me spoke first.
"There's a lot to protect in this world. I think the hardest thing to protect is yourf."
His voice was calm, and he did not appear angry.
“Especially when there's a secret you can't tell anyone.”
Two belts grabbed my wrist. He pulled me towards him forcefully, until our eyes met.
Cold doubt about his knowledge of me.
The countless things that happened between us. What will happen to us if I reveal myf?
His beautiful eyes reflected, is he smiling?
I was angry at his composure.
I was in a constant state of tension every moment. It was the same now.
In the past, my life and death depended on Duke Spellman, and now on Siren.
This scary handsome man could kill me at any time.
Sertin whispered softly.
“It's time to reveal your identity?”
"Yes?"
I tilted my head as if I didn't understand anything.
“I don't understand a word you're talking about, my husband. My husband, you're a stranger!”
Sertin pulled back the wrist he was still holding.
We naturally became closer. My thigh dug into Sirtain's thigh, and our bodies intertwined.
Certain was watching me with his eyes, as if he did not want to miss any reaction from me.
His eyes flashed coldly.
Sertin whispered lowly
“Stop pretending. Before I get really angry.”
Does this mean he's not angry yet?
I felt like I was falling into an abyss. I stared at two cars as if I were possessed.
There was no way to escape from here. Sertin closed the door to show me.
There was nowhere to escape.
I caught my quick breath.
She whispered in a choked voice.
“…Are you going to let me live?