When a young-ae, who might become the future duchess, visits the townhouse, the servants of the Visconti family greet her with enthusiasm.

In the midst of tight air flowing, Princess Deborah dressed in a black long coat came out of the carriage slowly, and the servants were more nervous because of the rumors about her cold impressions.

"Welcome." 

Isidor smiled softly and handed a large bouquet of flowers to the princess, and when she suddenly caught a lot of fresh flowers in her arms, she rolled her long eyes and smiled very softly. 

Some servants, who happened to see the look, slightly modified their impressions.

She is definitely an attractive beauty that catches the eye.

"The welcome is so grand. You don't even have to do this." 

Isidor shrugged at Princess Deborah's murmur.  

“If you said you were visiting yesterday, I would have laid the red carpet from the carriage to the annex.” 

"Are you teasing me?"  

"It's cute that you're shy." 

Isidor, who took her coat from behind, kissed her several times on the back of her deer-like long white neck.  

There were a lot more skinships than this, but the princess still dyed the tips of her ears hard, and for no reason, she was fiddling with the petals of the flowers.

"Sit here, I'll prepare the tea." 

The two passed through the splendidly decorated hallway and entered the old-fashioned drawing room, and as soon as the princess took her seat, Miguel pulled the tray.

Various desserts were placed on the table, and the princess slowly lifted a teacup with a golden handle.  

“Is the tea right for your taste?” 

“Yes. It's delicious."

Isidor took a fork of the honey pickled with cherry and put it in her red lips.

"We can go out on a date, so why did you come here? Of course I like it. You can come play anytime even if you don't have to contact me. I'll create a space that the princess will like."

I heard that Duke Seymour even hired a plant hunter for the princess to set up a huge flower garden. 

As the weather got colder, so it was when he thought he should make a greenhouse in the Visconti garden where she could rest.

“Actually, I have another reason for coming here.”

Suddenly, Deborah reached out and slowly removed the glasses from Isidor's sharp nose, and his emerald eyes trembled with tension.

"..........,"

“If you have time today, let’s fight with me.  Isidor."

".... What?"

I think I've heard the words called Dalian that don't go well with romantic situations, but have my ears gotten weird?

("Dalian/Daryeon'' refers to a martial arts term. Two people fighting each other, by attacking and defending.)

“Since the duke is a knight, I think there must be a large battleground inside the townhouse for a duel. Seymour doesn’t have that kind of space, so I have to go to the barracks where the knights are.”

She muttered, touching Isidore's glasses.

"Because it's dangerous to wear glasses when fighting..."  

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