The green arch was bustling.
Ran said she would go down to the duchy, so she was busy packing for it.
But Ran was a little worried.
'What should I do with Lumiere?'
If I could, I wanted to solve the problem before I went down.
'Shall we send a man to Count Illuminati?'
Ran made up her mind and made Dimodia prepare a pen and paper.
-Did you get the flowers I wanted? I'm going to lose all the flowers.
'Well, is the last sentence too hasty? No, but that's right.'
Ran thought so and folded a short letter and put it on the tray.
"Send it to Count Illuminati quickly."
I felt a little better after ordering. But it was better than doing nothing.
'It takes two days to pack and prepare a carriage.'
I hope the answer comes in the meantime.
Tok, totok.
At that time, Ran turned her head to the window because she could hear a light tap on the window.
"It's raining."
"Oh, my God. We might have to postpone our trip down to Lazia in the event of heavy rain."
Ran stopped Kara from trying to close the window by saying that.
"Just leave it open. I want to see rain."
"All right."
Kara gently opened her hand from the window. Looking at the rain for a while, Dimodia asked.
"Would you like to go to the garden? Since the raindrops are not strong yet, it would be good to have tea time in the garden."
"That's romantic."
Soda was happy while making a purse. Without hearing Ran's answer, she went outside, saying, "I'll get you ready."
Although it was raining, the attendants who set up tea to the garden's gazebo were pitiful, but in fact, they were looking forward to it, and Ran shut her mouth.
"It's raining. Is it tea time outside?"
It was Ross who was walking in the tackle like it was amazing. Ran glanced at Ross and laughed.
"The armor must be greased. It'll rust if it get rained on."
"We take care of armor from time to time."
"That's enough."
What's the problem? Ran got up from her seat.
"I'm going to go out like this."
At Ran's words, Dimodia came out with a brush, saying, "But it may be chilly because of the rain."
As I went out of the mansion, raindrops fell quite thick. Ross leaned his umbrella carefully.
Anyway, as long as I'm escorting you, I'm gonna let Ran get a raindrop--
"Lord..."
Ran laughed inwardly as she saw the title coming out with difficulty.
"What's going on?"
"Your feet will be all wet. If you don't mind, can I hug you?"
Ran blinked her eyes. After a moment of hesitation, she said yes.
I thought he wouldn't care if her feet were wet or not, but unexpectedly Ross was trying hard and didn't want to refuse the first step.
While Ross bent and straightened his knees, raised and lowered his hands, and didn't know what to do, Ran waited still. Eventually, Ross said after bending one knee and putting his arm on it.
"Please sit here."
"I'm heavy."
"I know."
At his words, Ran opened her eyes wide and sat on his arms. It doesn't shake as much as I thought it would.
Then Ross got up from his seat, and Ran screamed quietly and grabbed him by the neck.
Ross looked embarrassed, too.
"You have to warn me when you'll get up!"
His face was too close, and when Ran pulled back and scolded him, Ross said, "I'm sorry," and shut up.
Dimodia lifted her umbrella high and put it on Ran's head.
"Shall we get going now?"
Ross began to walk awkwardly with her gentle words. Ran was nervous at first, but she was relieved of an unexpected sense of security.
Ran spoke softly under the umbrella.
"Sir Ross."
"Yes."
"Actually, I thought you'd escort me badly, but no."
Ross's brown eyes narrowed at the words.
"And then I'll be punished by Mr. Eustaf."
Ran nodded, why is it?
"Sir Ross, do you know you're taking risks?"
Ross's face was crumpled in a heartbeat because she whispered.
"If it's a risk for Mr. Yustaf, I'll take it."
"No, it's not--"
Now inside the mansion, I'm on Eustaf's side! No one yell out, 'Ran is the enemy!'
Ross Wilde, you're the only one.
Then who is the best target to use outside?
As expected, Ross Wilde.
Ran thought for a moment and shook her head.
'Well, that would be nice, too.'
Many people are needed to serve people.
You can't fight with Nightman, Bishop, and Lookman. No matter how queen you are, you need words from around you.
"Yes, yes."
Ran reached out and trimmed Ross's hair, and his brown eyes were big enough to pop out.
"Now, what..."
"Oh, Scylla?"
Ran took his hand off and laughed. Arriving at the Gazebo, Ross quickly put down Ran.
'It was rude to stroke an adult man's head.'
However, I am afraid that if I apologize, I will expand my interpretation. Ran sat at a table prepared under the Gazebo, thinking so.
Now it was raining pretty hard. A sweet smell of soil came up from the green garden. The sound of rain hitting a big leaf makes a cheerful sound.
Ran looked at the garden with her chin resting on the table. The rainy garden was beautiful in itself. It was nice to keep my eyes closed. Ran took a long breath and spit it out.
Soon, the servants brought a series of tea tools covered with round silver planks. One by one, set up a tea table, and Ran poured tea.
The scent of soft tea spread through the cold summer rain air. After transferring the tea to a new teapot, she relaxed and enjoyed tea time.
'This feels good.'
Ran thought so and recommended tea to her maids. Soda, Kara, and Dimodia sat in their seats with joy.
"It's nice to have tea with you like this."
Soda nodded at Ran's words. With dark brown hair, she was happy to be in a tea party with her lord.
How envious of me, the same maidens, of serving Ran!
"But what about uniforms?"
"I love them!"
Soda answered quickly and raised her voice.
"When you go outside, you're all from the green arch, and you're being polite. There's no bullies coming up against you! How polite the shopkeeper is! Oh, by the way, Ravina was saved by a knight before! She's from Lazia, right? While doing it!"
Feel one's heart beat fast Kara, who is old when she saw Soda spitting out, looked at Lord. Everyone knew well that Ran wasn't just a generous owner.
It is not easy to forget the neck of an administrator. However, Ran smiled pleased with Soda's reaction.
"Good thing everybody likes it. I'm planning to prepare winter uniforms soon. Let me know if you have any suggestions."
Soda's eyes glistened at Ran's words.
"A winter uniform?"
"Yes, now is the summer cloth. I think Soda knows a lot of maids, so please listen to their opinions."
"Yes, yes, Lord!"
Soda's face blushed and the answer came out strong. Ran looked back at Kara and said, "Then Kara can help you organize your opinions."
Kara smiled gracefully and bowed her head at the rank- keeping word.
"I'll do what you want."
Dimodia said with a cheerful smile.
"I actually thought the Lord was a scary man. But I'm so happy that you're such a great person."
"Thanks for that."
Ran said so and smiled. Then someone ran over there. As soon as she stood under the Gazebo, the maids quickly rose from their seats.
"I'm seeing young Master."
Eustaf said, shaking off the water from his coat.
"I was dragged by the scent of the tea."
Ran got up from her seat and said to Dimodia, accepting a brush.
"You're totally wet, aren't you? Are you okay? Get the brazier ready, and get all the furniture ready."
"Yes, my Lord."
Sad about the short tea time, Soda said, and with youngest maid, Dimodia, disappeared over the garden.
"Where have you been in the rain? What about the umbrella?"
When Ran tried to wipe Eustaf's wet hair with her hand, he pushed her hand slightly.
"Noonim should wear it."
"It's not cold."
"It's bad."
"Is that so? I think we can wash it."
Looking at the delicately woven fabric, Ran gathered her eyebrows, and Ross quickly approached and peeled off Eustaf's coat.
"It's hard to wash it again."
"Is that so?"
Ran nodded and Ross shook his coat a few times. Meanwhile, Dimodia came back with a towel at a quick pace, and Eustaf shook his wet hair.
"Wouldn't you rather go change your clothes?"
"It's all right."
Eustaf said so and shook his head. Then he asked as if he had seen something interesting.
"Does Noonim have wings?"
"Huh?"
What do you mean? Ran looked at him and said Eustaf.
"There was no sign of a drop in the rain on you."
"Oh, Lord Ross carried me all the way here."
Ran smiled and said, Sir Ross, and Eustaf turned to Ross. Ross looked down, somehow chilled.
"Good work."
"Thank you."
He couldn't raise his head even after answering.
Soon, a series of servants came in, cleaned up the used tea furniture and set up a new one. A small brazier was also placed next to it, not with charcoal, but with "automation" with ice crystals. It was a product that can control firepower in three stages and even goes left and right.
'It's common only in Korea.'
It's an incredibly groundbreaking item here. That's how comfortable it was for the servants.
"You don't need a painting, do you?"
When Eustaf muttered, Ran said.
"How bad is your summer cold."
"It's not the weather that catches a cold," Eustaf said. It's the month of July. So, I answered and lightly raised my finger.
"It's the freezing then."
Shortly after ordering to his servant, ice cups were delivered, and Eustaf picked up a teapot and poured hot tea into the ice cup.
Squeak-
There was a light sound of ice breaking and cold tea was made in an instant.
"Did I disturb you?"
"Huh?"
"Time with the maids."
"No, we can drink again later. Come to think of it, I've never been this relaxed with Eus."
Somehow, I was constantly hit by work and only stayed with them during working hours, but I never had time for private conversations.
"That's true."
Eustaf said so and nodded.
When I drank a cold tea and put it down, the sound of ice ringing was cheerful. While listening to the sound of rain that harmonized with the sound, Eustaf shook his hand. Then the servants quickly withdrew from the Gazebo.
Ross hesitated and fell and turned around.
Ran whispered.
"Why? What's wrong? Where have you been?"
"No, it's not that, but if you want to talk about something private."
"What's that--"
Ran opened her eyes wide and smiled lightly.
"Eus? Anything you want to say?"
"I don't know."
He put his head around.
"Hmm, isn't Eustaf cold?"
"Yes."
"It's still a little chilly."
"That's right."
"Eustaf."
"Yes."
"If you answer in a short answer, the conversation won't continue."
"All right."
Ran opened her eyes thickly and said, "Hum."
"I don't care if you don't talk about personal matters. We're not like that. Either way..."
If you become a patriarch, it's over.
Silence entwined the Gazebo. In the end, it was Ran who couldn't stand it and brought it up first.
"Look at that."
Eustaf turned his head. Ran grinned and said.
"It's dug up a marble. It's been a while since the Gazebo was built. It cut it in the water, didn't it?"
Drops of water from the roof of the Gazebo clearly marked the floor marble below it.
300 years since the green arch was built.
The Gazebo may not be that old, but at least the soft marble was old enough to be a file.
Eustaf looked at it and slowly opened his mouth.
"What does the rock think every time a drop of water falls?"
"Huh?"
In an unexpected remark, Ran looked up and saw Eustaf. But he wasn't looking at her, he was just looking at the fine marble.
"You think it's annoying at first, and you think it's funny how it's always torn apart. And in the end, he would have become numb to it or not."
Ran listened carefully because it was the first time Eustaf had talked about something so long.
Tok
Tok
Tok
When the sound of the bump didn't bother me.
"And do you know when the rock finds out it's dug?"
He continued and she hesitated whether it was time for her to answer or to what to say.
"It's not the sound of a bump anymore, it's when there's a clanging sound."
When there's a sound of water dripping on top of the water. At that time, the rock would be embarrassed.
"And how deep it was when the raindrops no longer fell and the stagnant water disappeared. You'll realize how empty it has become after you see it."
And the fact that raindrops didn't really mean to pry rocks--
"It's cheap."
When Eustaf looked back at Ran, Ran slowly widen her eyes.
"Huh? What, what?"
What's does that mean?
Panicked, Ran asked back. It was a question where the story didn't mesh.
"Well, I don't know."
Eustaf replied like that and looked at the speaking Ran, whether she had missed something or misunderstood metaphors and metaphoric sentences.
Eustaf smiled and turned his eyes to the rain. There was no sign of stopping raining quite a bit.
"Maybe the rain will be stronger in the evening."
"More here? Then it's going to be a real downpour. How many more days will I stay in the green arch?"
A little relief came out of her voice. If you have a few days to spare, you may be able to finish your work in Lumiere.
"You don't want to go back to Lazia, do you?"
"Huh?"
"It's better to stay in the green arch."
At Eustaf's words, Ran said with her chin up.
"Yeah, it was supposed to be until the end of the social season. But there's nothing we can do. I'll have a lot of work to do when I get back to Lazia, but there's nothing more to do if I stay here. There's nothing I can do."
She murmured. Lan closed her eyes and recalled the ice wall and the sky mansion.
"I wish I could have stayed in the social world."
but
'But I'm glad I'm going back.'
It was much better for her to leave this complicated and frustrating politics and go to Lazia to concentrate on her territorial work.
Ran grinned and opened her eyes.
"What about Eustaf? You wanted to go back to Lazia."
"Yes,"
He nodded and said low.