I Don't Need the Grand Duke's Regret - Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Translator: effe
Missus Catarina, who was quietly gulping and trying to turn the handle of the carriage, hesitated for a moment. If her ears weren’t wrong, Ricardo had said earlier that ‘it was futile’.
So, who the hell is in this?
“Hurry.”
“Yes.”
When she couldn’t bear to pull the handle because of the foreboding, a urging sound came from behind her. Missus Catarina caught her breath and pulled hard on the carriage door.
“Oh my God…….”
An exclamation of astonishment escaped from her lips as she saw the person in the carriage.
Inside the carriage lay a skinny unconscious woman.
Her hands and feet were frozen red with frostbite, and the clothes the woman was wearing barely covered her body embarrassingly.
“Princess Mirabel?”
As Missus Catarina cried out when she jumped into the carriage, a voice denied her words.
“No.”
Ricardo undid the cloak that was draped over his shoulders. He wiped the snow off his cloak and covered it over the woman’s body.
Ricardo, who had wrapped it around the almost naked woman, took her slender body.
“Ma, Master?”
“You found the Princess?”
The butler and the maid asked in complete confusion.
They were more astounded by their master’s behavior than the woman’s appearance. Their master, who hates being touched by others, touched that ragged woman himself.
“Princess Mirabel is blonde.”
Ricardo answered, looking down at the woman’s hair popping through his cloak.
The two people followed their master’s gaze and looked at the hair clumped with dirt and snow soon shut up.
The woman’s hair was bright red.
* * *
A dazzling light flooded the room through the large window. A slender woman lifted her eyelids slowly as she was buried in a huge bed.
The first thing that caught her eye was the air that glistened and fluttered in the light. And then she saw the bright canopy hanging over the bed and the ceiling.
The woman, who was staring blankly at the scenery in front of her eyes, noticed the long shadow cast by the window and raised her body.
“Who…….”
“That’s what I’m supposed to say.”
The black figure turned his body towards the woman and said coldly. Vivid purple eyes shone sharply as he observed the woman.
Thanks to Missus Catarina’s washing and dressing, she looked more like a person than when she had just arrived at the mansion.
However, there was something pitiful about her slender shoulder line with her curly red hair flowing down, or the transparent skin that was visible through the white slip.
She was so beautiful that anyone would look back at her. Her neat and graceful face was like that of a doll, and her pale skin contrasted with her bright red hair color.
There was not a single freckle or spot on the woman’s face. She has dark green eyes that look like emeralds, and plump lips that look like they were colored with crushed rose petals. She was like a handicraft crafted by God.
“It’s been a week.”
But the woman’s beauty did not seem to inspire Ricardo.
Ricardo looked at the woman with an indifferent face and then stepped towards the bed. The woman’s green eyes lit up with a wary light as the large-bodied man approached.
“Wh, what?”
“Since you came here.”
Ricardo said rather unkindly and removed his glove. He had been on a search since dawn today to find Princess Mirabel.
And today, too, he made a fool of himself.
In fact, everyone in Renato thought the Princess was already dead.
Even though the fireplace is full of firewood, the shivering cold continues. In this weather, there is no way that a person, especially a Segolinde person, could survive without a good cold-weather coat.
But the Emperor’s order is an order.
No rationale and nor reason can be weighed against it.
The Emperor has given the Grand Duke an order to find the Princess, and Ricardo must obey. Even if he could find a body, he couldn’t stop searching.
If not, what kind of false accusation would be laid upon the young ruler of Renato?
Ricardo hated being involved in political maneuvers. He had no ambition to take over the northern part and then devour the imperial family, as the members of the imperial family wildly speculated about him.
However, because of the Emperor’s lineage and Renato’s military prowess, Ricardo couldn’t escape these loathsome doubts.
It was unbelievable. Renato’s superior military power is to protect its borders. He was just trying hard to defend the threshold of Arcangelo, but that’s something that caught his ankle.
It’s the same with Princess Mirabel. She is the fourth daughter of King Segolinde, and was said to be the most loved Princess by the people.
She is the most beautiful and kindest youngest Princess in the country.
The Princess was even called the flower of Segolinde, and the Emperor made her the object of an arranged marriage.
Until here, everyone thought so. Ricardo was one of them. This is because he has no interest in the imperial family’s circumstances.
However, things changed when the Emperor’s whim drew Ricardo into this arranged marriage.
The Emperor left Princess Mirabel’s marriage to Ricardo, on the grounds that, being the youngest child, she was not fit for the Crown Prince.
Ricardo obediently served the Emperor. As a result, he was forced to walk through snowy mountains every day.
And that search connected the woman and Ricardo. If he hadn’t gone to the mountain, he wouldn’t have met the woman and brought her here.
Ricardo went on with a calm tone.
“You slept for a week and just woke up. If you don’t wake up today, I was thinking of waking you up on purpose.”
“Did I……o, owe you so much? Sorry.”
The woman shrank her shoulder as she contemplated Ricardo’s words. Ricardo said nonchalantly, seeing her delicate body trembling.
“You don’t have to do that.”
“What?”
“There is nothing to be sorry for.”
“…… yes.”
The woman nodded and sat down with her knees together. As she sat curled up in her skinny body, she looked even smaller.
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