The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 207
Chapter 207
Translator: Yonnee
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Radis shook her head vigorously.
She decided not to attach deep meaning to the concept of love.
‘Maybe love is like life’s entrapment.’
If she didn’t give too much significance to that emotion and saw love as just one of the many purposes in life, life might become simpler.
Radis muttered with a single dot, tapping her finger on the wooden window frame.
“His Highness Olivier likes me.”
She tapped another dot.
“What I want… is, of course, freedom.”
She was in a challenging position to stand up straight.
She didn’t have the luxury to think about other things.
Once she became of age and could become independent, she would be able to cut the ties with her family that served as shackles to her.
“And, as for the Marquis.”
As Radis tapped another dot, a triangle was drawn.
“What the Marquis wants is a Duchy.”
She repeated drawing the triangle with her fingertip, lost in thought.
Without the ambiguity of emotions, everything became clear.
There was a path where everyone, including herself, could get what they wanted.
She believed that true happiness awaited at the end of that path.
After staring at the sky for a while, Radis left the study after closing the door.
As she turned around after closing the study’s door, Radis was surprised and inhaled sharply.
It was because of the vague shadow cast in the living room.
“Marquis…!”
Standing in the middle of the living room, Yves Russell looked at her and flinched somewhat.
“You surprised me. What are you here at this hour?”
Approaching her, Radis covered her nose.
She could smell alcohol emanating strongly from Yves.
It seemed like she had indulged in a drinking session.
Radis asked incredulously,
“Are you drunk?”
Yves shook her head dazedly.
“No.”
“…It was silly of me to have asked. Did you come to the wrong room?”
“No.”
Due to Yves’s parrot-like manner of only saying no, Radis chuckled.
She stood in front of Yves, looking up at him.
Even though it wasn’t midwinter, he was wrapped tightly in a pitch-black fur cloak from head to toe.
As though he wasn’t content with just buttoning up the cloak all the way up to his neck, he clutched it tightly with both hands.
From Yves, covered in a thick cloak, only half of his face beneath the black hair remained unshaded.
Looking at him like that, Radis impulsively reached out and touched his hair.
At first glance, Yves’s hair looked stiff like raccoon fur, but it was very soft to the touch.
Smooth strands of hair, like a baby fox’s fur, curled around her fingers as she ran them through.
‘It feels really nice. This might become a habit.’
Even as she stroked his hair, Yves showed no reaction.
Rather, he seemed to lower his head slightly as if asking for more.
Encouraged by this, Radis swept his hair back with both hands.
As the black hair was pushed aside, a well-defined nose, thick eyebrows, a manly forehead emerged.
Below that, even the thick black eyebrows and… even the smoldering golden eyes were revealed.
Radis sighed involuntarily.
‘Really… I can’t get used to this.’
Maybe Yves didn’t know that the easiest way to win the hearts of Southern nobles was to simply cut his bangs.
At that moment, his black eyelashes trembled, and his seemingly infinitely soft reddish lips sprouted.
“…Don’t go.”
“What?”
Radis frowned and looked at Yves.
Could it be that Yves thinks she’s going to Monsterwood?
“Are you talking about the forest? I’m not going.”
“No.”
Yves sighed and spoke again.
“The palace.”
“Yes? Are you talking about going to the palace tomorrow?”
“……”
“Don’t go. You can’t.”
Radis brushed his hair behind his ear and said,
“I really want to see Robert receive his seal.”
“……”
In response to her firm words, Yves’s black and dense eyelashes trembled visibly.
His gaze looked lost, and the delicate skin around his eyes was tinged with a reddish hue as well. His rose-petal-like red lips were also trembling slightly.
Today, those lips looked exceptionally soft and moist. They seemed to be quivering like a pudding.
Those lips made Radis feel perplexed.
‘Wow… Can I endure this on a human level?’
Of course, it was an absurd thought.
‘No, he’s a nobleman…!’
Radis quickly grabbed hold of her wavering rationality.
To shake off unnecessary thoughts, she spoke with a strong tone.
“Marquis, don’t worry. I will make sure to fulfill your wish. I promised you that, didn’t I?”
Yves’s pupils flickered at her words.
With white at the edge of his mouth, Yves, who had been chewing on his lips, mumbled again,
“No.”
It seemed Yves turned into a parrot that denies being drunk when evidently intoxicated.
Radis looked into Yves’s face and asked,
“Marquis, you want to reclaim the Duchy, don’t you?”
“…No.”
“You seem to be very drunk.”
“No…”
“How do you plan to go through the warp gate tomorrow if you’re like this? You might get into big trouble.”
“…No.”
“Drunkard.”
“No…”
“Dummy.”
“…No…”
With a slight squint of her eyes, Radis looked at Yves, who was shaking his head, denying with a mumble.
Radis gritted her molars tightly.
‘This is driving me crazy. Why is he so adorable?’
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