Chapter 10

The day of the banquet passed quickly in Rosaria 's mind. Her face turned to contemplative as she tried to recall everything she had said to this person that she had a passionate love affair with.

"Hey, Rosaria !" The lord called her as she was distracted in thoughts

"Yes, Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

"What ?…"

Rosaria then noticed that her grip on the cup had loosened and the tea was spilling out of the teacup. Her face flushed red with embarrassment at her mistake as she quickly wiped her hands with a handkerchief."

"It's okay. I guess Lady Rosaria was a little surprised." smiled the Duke of Eklostead

The Duke of Eklostead's eyes casually glanced at Rosaria .

"Well, I heard that you got sick after attending the banquet."

"Ah, yes."

"I'm sorry. I should've visited you as soon as I heard the news, but something urgent came up."

It was an obvious lie. Even though he was smiling, there was no warmth from his smile. He didn't care for her at all.

"That's fine. I heard that a Duke had a lot of work to attend to, so it's only right that you get your job done first."

"Lady Rosaria 's consideration is very generous."

With that said, he sat down across from her. It wasn't a narrow table, but he stretched out his feet and put his shoe tip on the tip of her shoe.

"I think we will be a couple that fit well."

"Cough!"

A cough spilled out from her mouth when she heard his words. She choked on a piece of refreshment that she had just put inside her mouth. She continued to cough even after her face turned bright red.

"Rosaria !"

Lord Aaron's sharp voice pierced through her ear as he condemned her behavior. The count did not appreciate the way her neice was acting, so he quickly responded in his Rosaria's stead.

"Yes, I couldn't agree more. The more I look at the two of you, the more I believe that you'll make a wonderful couple."

"Is that what Lord Aaron sees?" smiled the Duke as he stares him

which made the count tremble

The Duke's lips were thin. Even though he took a sip from his mug, instead of looking at his tea or at Lord Aaron , he was staring at Rosaria .

The index finger slowly skimmed the handle of the smooth teacup. Her face flushed red when she noticed that he was blatantly staring at her. His stare was so intense that it seemed as if he could see through her clothes.

She had a lot of questions for him, but those questions were best asked when they were alone.

She wondered why he was here, why he didn't reveal his identity at the banquet, and why he had just listened to her remarks, which might be rude.

Rosaria was still weak from falling ill; as soon as she recovered a little, she was forced to get out of bed and meet with the Duke. Her body could not handle the sudden rise of blood pressure and stress.

The room started to spin, and her head fell backward. The useless chair that she was sitting on was more of a stool than a regular chair. There was nothing preventing Rosaria from falling back, so her body collapsed backward powerlessly.

Thud!

"Rosaria !"

"Lady Rosaria !"

Listening to Lord Aaron's angry voice and how surprised the Duke sounded, she knew she had to apologize again in front of the count.

When she woke up, the back of her head felt numb.

"Ah…"

She must have hit her head when she fell. When Rosaria put her fingertips at the back of her head, she felt a slight bump.

Even a slight touch made it painful. It would probably take over a week to recover. She looked around slowly with a pale face.

Rosaria gazed out the window. It was day time when she passed out, but now it was dark outside.

The unchanged clothes bothered her, but she didn't have time to

care about them. She had to catch up with the Duke, who might have already left. There was a lot she wanted to say. At this rate, it was clear that her wedding would be held with a lot of misunderstandings.

Rosaria got up quickly but had to lie down again as the dizziness in her head overcame her senses. She closed her eyes tightly as it did not go away for a long time.

"Haa…"

She was overwhelmed with frustration and sighed. It was frustrating to miss a chance like this because of her weak body.

Even now, if it weren't for her weak body, Rosaria would have had the opportunity to speak candidly with the Duke.

But the opportunity had already passed, there's no medicine for regret. Whether she liked it or not, it was unclear if she would have a wedding when the sun arises.

Rosaria had a gut feeling.

If her marriage were stopped by her fainting, what she would have faced as soon as she woke up would have been the count, not bed and curtains.

Lord Aaron must have calmed down the Duke somehow. What could he have said to the Duke of Eklostead, who was to be a terrible murderer? It was not inconceivable when she recalled the benevolent look on the count's face after hearing of the Duke's arrival.

A complicated emotion passed over Rosaria 's face.

'The Duke of Eklostead.The one-night partner I chose turned out to be the person he is supposed to marry. There could have been no coincidence like this ever before.Is he going to be my husband?'

When she thought of his words that were explicitly said in her ears, her ears became hot. A man who made her willing to touch his excited penis, and who said without reserve that she was soaking wet, that she was lewd.

But if someone asked her if she didn't like it, that wasn't the case.

Rosaria wrapped her cheeks in both hands.

She felt like she had an abnormal desire. She felt ashamed of the sensation she felt for the first time in her life, so when she put out her hand there, the feeling of being grabbed by his wrist and being licked lingered. He had touched and licked all over the place; she wondered where if there was any place left untouched?

Rosaria 's eyes widened when she thought of his appearance, which differed entirely from the rumors. She thought he might be the victim of rumors just like her and wanted to face him properly.

The day of the wedding arrived after a sleepless night filled with all kinds of thoughts.

The count was looking around at the wedding hall that was crowded with many people. All the guests expressed an interest. How interesting is that two people, who are the center of all bad rumors, were soon to get married.

Lord Aaron's neice , Lady Rosaria had been struggling for her entire life because she was too weak.

As a founding power, the Duke of Eklostead, who had chief authority over the House, swept many scary rumors under his name.

It was a perfect marriage when looking at the family, but they were more curious about these two who were less social or political than others in their family.

In an atmosphere full of jeers, interests, and gossip, Rosaria 's face was very calm as she sat in her makeup room.

The Bride, who should be brighter and more beautiful than anyone else, had a pale complexion.

It was because a few minutes ago, the Lord Duke nagged so much that her ears hurt. Her exhaustion increased even more from his still ringing voice in her head, "It's a place full of guests. Don't create trouble; you hear that?"

She didn't feel very well and arrived with difficulty. Finally, the attendants mobilized to cover her face with a layer of makeup.

Only after the attendants finished did Rosaria look carefully at the mirror.

A white dress and white jewelry that seemed to match. If not for her pale face, she would have looked like a perfect bride.

For Rosaria , who had nothing fancy for herself, the wedding dress was too good and amazing.

For her, who was always in bed, this new dress was a luxury. Compared to her sickly self, it was common for her energetic uncle to get new things.

All she had was a small doll and books.The wedding dress that fit on her body felt quite comfortable because it was not too long ago when she was worried about how long she had left to live.