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Who is it that wants me dead?
Sword fighting?
Usually, Noah's buried in paperwork
since it's his duty to assist the king,
but in the novel,
he was described as more talented with the sword than with the pen.
Wait, why am I paying so much attention to him right now?!
Raeliana...
Were you bored?
Uh, no. Is the training finished?
You were gazing at me so intensely, I couldn't just ignore you.
I was just looking at the swords.
I thought I might learn swordsmanship, too.
That could be a good idea.
In that case...
Why not do something more fun?
"Something more fun"?
You there.
Call Grace.
With pleasure.
I thought...
I'd take this opportunity to organize my jewels.
Why?
Well, you see, I actually have a fiancée.
You mean that really beautiful fiancée, right?
Yes, she is a "really beautiful" fiancée...
But because she has no self-respect and lacks good judgment,
she tends to bring home every little thing she finds.
Even after I've warned her against it so many times...
Is he saying that was my fault?
Actually, my Duke, I also have a fiancé.
You mean the fiancé with the very handsome face?
Yes, and that fiancé with his slightly good looks
shows no respect or consideration for his fiancée,
so he just goes around telling half-truths.
Even after I've warned him against it so many times...
Come with me.
He can't keep his hands to himself, either.
Noah...
Do you see these jewels?
I brought my "really beautiful" fiancée here out of respect for her.
Now do you feel that your fiancé with the
"slightly good looks" shows consideration for you?
Hey...
Duke Wynknight, thank you for waiting.
Grace.
Well, well!
This must be the fiancée I've heard so much about.
I had thought you weren't interested in women,
but I suppose you just hadn't found one you liked before now.
Uh, a-actually...
Well done, Madam Grace.
You've seen through me.
I've just received some fine articles.
Would you like to see them?
Please.
This one is called the "Mermaid's Tear."
It fetched the highest price of all the items in the Devassa Auction.
What do you think? Do you like it?
It's absolutely beautiful!
I'm glad to hear that.
Of course, they're all beautiful, but...
In that case, I'll take everything in the store.
What?!
A fine choice, Your Grace!
We'll start with this, then.
We'll take this now.
Have all the others sent to my mansion.
With pleasure.
Can I really accept this?
It suits you well, Raeliana.
D-Don't think about it!
You aren't tired?
We haven't been walking that much.
I heard you gave the maids time off.
Yes.
Doesn't it seem heartless to not at least
let them spend Thanksgiving with their families?
Of course, that's just the excuse I gave.
I just wanted a day to take it easy!
Master...
Raeliana, there's been a problem.
I need to leave now.
All right. Take care.
Yes?
Pardon me...
My lady.
Haley!
You haven't gone home yet?
I truly thank you for granting me time off.
Go and enjoy Thanksgiving.
I will.
Actually, there's something I need to tell you.
Wh-What is it?
You must never, under any circumstances,
look at the mirror in the back room of the west building.
A mirror? Why not?
A certain maid was assigned to do the rounds there,
and she said she heard a voice.
Wh-What does that mean?
There's a spirit trapped inside the mirror in that room.
It's said that if you make eye contact
with the spirit in the mirror, it'll talk to you.
Wh-What does it say?
"I'll tell you anything you want to know."
Anything?
Oh, look at the time!
Well, my lady,
I still need to prepare my luggage for my return home.
If there really are mirrors like that,
there is one thing I'd like to know.
Where is Beatrice, the actual heroine of this story?
This is scary...
I should've just stayed quietly in my room.
This must be it, right?
This is so scary!
Oh, just some birds.
Wh-What do I do?
Do I really need to make eye contact with it?
What if the thing about telling you what you want to know is a lie,
and it actually curses me instead?!
A voice...
I couldn't hear it very clearly, but I definitely heard it.
Are you all right?
Why do you look so startled?
Because... I saw it!
Saw what?
A ghost.
A ghost?
Do you think I'm making it up?! It's the truth!
Well, then, we'll get a priest here tomorrow.
What are you doing here, anyway?
Oh... I forgot something in here.
Because you were worried about me?!
No, I forgot something.
Are you going straight back, then?
No.
It's nothing that can't wait until tomorrow.
Do you want me to walk you back to your room?
Oh... Yes!
But... why did he come back?
He says he forgot something,
but would he come to get it at this hour?
Maybe he really was worried about me?
Let's go.
R-Right.
Nah, couldn't be.
Thank you for taking the time to do this.
Goodnight, then.
Aren't you scared?
Of what?
Ghosts. You saw one, didn't you?
Well, yes, I did, but...
I bet you'll just lie awake crying, won't you?
Just go now, please!
Now, don't say that.
H-Hey!
Here.
I'll stay with you until you fall asleep.
Go to bed.
You can sleep in the bed, then.
I'll sleep in the chair.
Wh-What... Noah?
W-Wait!
It's not as if it's your first time. Why react that way now?
D-Do you have to say it like that?!
If anyone else heard you, they'd get the wrong idea!
I don't want to be the kind of scum that makes his fiancée sleep in a chair,
so please sleep beside me.
Mind if I read this?
A love story about the forbidden romance between a knight and a princess.
I don't think it's your kind of story, though.
It's all right. I don't pay attention to genres.
It's no use! I can't sleep!
Noah?
Yes?
How far have you gotten?
To the point where the two of them meet at the ball.
Oh, that part!
Doesn't it just make your heart race?
Indeed.
It's so comical that it's actually dramatic.
Comical?
They meet by chance and fall in love at first sight,
but a sudden accident separates them.
A few months later, they happen to meet again at a ball.
The way it's built on a series of coincidences is comical,
and it lacks realism.
Says the protagonist of a romance novel.
If all you're after is realism,
you'll never experience any thrills or romance.
Did you read the part where the knight confesses his love?
Not yet.
Well, hurry up and read it! It'll make your heart flutter!
Raeliana... Aren't you going to sleep?
Why do you ask?
Because you're a nuisance.
Oh... Right, right.
It's late enough already. Go to sleep.
Fine.
I'm going to go crazy.
Count O'Brian.
Ah, Duke Wynknight. It's good to see you again.
I'd heard you were far from home on a mission.
Yes, and I have safely completed it.
I see. Is His Majesty inside?
Um, Duke...
Might I ask you to wait a moment?
Ah.
Your Majesty King Siathrich, Naomi O'Brian is here.
Your Majesty!
Please wake up.
Naomi... Why are you so insensitive?
You could at least knock.
I did.
I didn't hear it.
You've never once heard me knocking on your door.
Really?
Perhaps it would be a good idea to have your hearing checked.
A-Actually, maybe I do remember hearing a knock...
No, I heard it perfectly well!
I'm glad to hear that.
Oh, right.
That young lady I was with told me an interesting rumor.
She said that while I was hovering between life and death,
my dear little brother, Noah, got engaged to a woman he absolutely loves.
I believe her name was... Rally?
I think "hovering between life and death" is an exaggeration.
And it's not "Rally."
It's Miss Raeliana of the McMillan family.
So even the current King of Chamus discusses such things in bed?
This is all out of love for my little brother.
Pardon me.
Your Majesty, I see your injuries have fully healed.
Keith! Long time no see.
And where's Noah?
Right here.
Oh, Noah! You were standing there?
It seems like someone's missing. That red-eyed...
Sir Adam had business to attend to and has not yet returned.
Hmm... How unusual.
Well, now that everyone is here,
why don't we raise a toast for tomorrow?
The current session is ending at last.
Rejected bills can't be proposed again for a few years.
So we've averted the Nouveau Riche Prevention Law for the time being?
Which means there's no longer any need to hide the royal seal.
Regarding the horse that threw you...
Stimulants were found in its system.
I knew that horse was acting too strangely for that accident to be a coincidence.
Yes.
It was orchestrated by Count Bennett as part of a plan to assassinate you.
Bennett, eh?
No one would be happier than him if I were to die.
Count Bennett would hang your corpse up in the square and dance around it.
He'd probably sing, too.
I don't know how you can so cheerfully say such a terrifying thing.
You misunderstand, Your Majesty.
Anyway, Noah, I hear you got engaged.
I believe the lady's name was... Ralliana?
As I told you earlier, her name is Raeliana McMillan.
Right! Raeliana!
What changed in your head while I was in an analgesic-induced haze?
Well, various things happened.
The truth is...
Pardon me.
I'll leave this over here.
Thanks, Haley.
The autumn rains have passed.
It will start to get truly cold soon.
Autumn rains?
I feel like that might jog a memory.
What was it?
"The session ends at last. What will come of the royal seal?"
Don't tell me...
My lady?
How could I have forgotten?!
The day before the session's end,
at the Wynknight family grave...
According to the novel, she should be there.
The blonde, Beatrice!
Which means your engagement will be called off now, right?
Episode Twelve
Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke's Mansion
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