Ran put her feet down on the floor and gave her strength. There was still a sting when I put a lot of pressure on it, but now I'm recovered enough to walk alone. The therapist checked Ran's condition and became a satisfied face.
"Good. You're almost well now."
He looked around at the examination board and looked at the wounds on her head and arm.
"It's healing well. It'll leave a scar, but ····."
"I am gonna have to make long gloves."
Ran spoke lightly, and the therapist gave a few more points of caution and stepped down.
At that time, there was a light knock on the door, so Ran said, "Come in," and was surprised to see the face of the person who came in.
"Label?"
Label grinned as he came in with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
Ran looked down at her clothes and realized why the maids cared so much about meeting the therapist.
"No, I'll call you the Emperor now."
"It's enough for Label."
Ran grinned at Label words.
"We both know that that kind of closeness brings bad rumors, Your Majesty."
"Well, is it?"
Label muttered like that and handed a bouquet of flowers to a servant standing next to it, and then came near the sofa.
"How are you?"
"I'm all better now."
"So I told you to come to my palace."
Ran burst into laughter at the playful sad words that seemed to be mocking.
"I know."
Ran said so and quickly got up from her seat and said.
"I wish you'd let me know you're coming."
"Because I came secretly."
"You don't have to sneak into your servant's house, do you?"
Eustaf then came into the room and said. Ran's eyes glistened.
"Eustaf."
After looking at Eustaf and Ran with an uncomfortable face, Label raised his hands and said.
"I've already proposed and got dumped."
"I believe that you are not hungry enough to touch my fiance."
Ran blinked at the intimate atmosphere between the two. Come to think of it, there have been times when the two met secretly, and there have been rumors that Ran is forming an alliance even though she doesn't know the contents yet, so we must have met quite often.
"And since you're excited, you should sneak in even more. Now that I'm here at the Duke of Lazia, I'm sure next time the Duke of Miro and the Duke of Usla will have to stop by."
"Is it fair and square? I'm not a pet."
Eustaf laughed and Label breathed a breath.
"It may seem funny but that's the reality, Duke of Lazia."
"At least get Lazia out of the war of favorites."
Eustaf said so and gestured for Ran to sit down. Ran looked at Label without realizing it, and Label smiled faintly and nodded.
"I'm here as a friend, not as an emperor, so never mind."
In his words, Ran sat back on the sofa and Eustaf went on his knees in front of her and pressed Ran's ankle.
When Ran groaned briefly, Eustaf narrowed his forehead.
"Isn't it still not better?"
"Not enough, but I can walk. If you don't press it that hard."
Label watched this scene with quite interesting interest. It was quite interesting to see Eustaf, who did not even get on his knees in front of his emperor himself, gently kneeling in front of his fiancee.
Eustaf stepped up from his seat after Ran's grumbling. Label told Ran,
"I'm glad you're feeling better."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Greeting, Ran smiled mischievously.
"But you didn't come here on purpose, did you?"
Label smiled softly at her words.
"It's right that I am here...."
Ran's cheeks blushed slightly.
"Then I'm mistaken. I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
"I'm here to share some good news with you."
"Good news?"
"Olivia's dead."
When a small shock passed over Ran's face, Label looked at her for a moment and said.
"You don't take it as good news."
Ran asked back without realizing it.
"How did she die?"
"She hanged herself at home."
Ran took a light breath and spit it out.
"I see."
"Do you really have to come in and tell me that bloody story?"
When Eustaf spoke in a sigh, Label opened his eyes wide with a slight shock.
"Bloody?"
Ran smiled faintly.
"You said you didn't like politics, but now you're used to it, Your Majesty."
Label looked back at Ran and sighed with his forehead.
"I guess so. Oh, my God."
He smiled bitterly.
"I thought it wouldn't change."
"I think there are some things that haven't changed."
When Ran said, Label looked down at her and said, "Why didn't you come to me, too?"
"Your Majesty," said Eustaf threateningly, and Ran smiled faintly.
"I know."
Then Eustaf wouldn't have been sad.
When Ran said, recalling the round, bright and beautiful moon, Label paused for a moment, and so did Eustaf.
"Ran?"
When Label called her carefully without realizing it, she laughed out loud.
"I'll give you a second thought, Your Majesty."
Label burst into laughter while blinking. No woman would say to the emperor, "You are the second."
Said Label.
"That's it for the visitors. Or the Duke of Lazia would throw me gloves."
"No way."
Eustaf answered so, and when Label left the room, he told Ran to rest and followed him out.
Ran jumped up from her seat.
'You didn't come to see me, either.'
You're here to talk to Eustaf.
Ran pulled the strings and called the maid.
"Can you dress me up?"
At Ran's words, Kara and Dimodia faced each other and said,
"How about tightening the corset when you're still not feeling well..."
"It's okay. It's just bruising. It doesn't hurt anymore."
You have to do what you can when you can.
How many things can't be done over time?
At Ran's words, the maids nodded and gave her a proper dress after a long time.
The tangled hair was loosened and danced, but the accessories were not sweet for fear of pulling or heavy hair.
"Eustaf, did he sleep well these days?"
At Ran's words, Kara, who was choosing her earrings, shook her head.
"No, I'm looking for him working all night these days. What are he so busy all day and all night?"
"As expected."
Ran became a serious face.
"I'm not working, am I?"
Dimodia nodded at her words.
"I'm sure that's there, too."
Ran was in charge of a significant portion of Eustaf's work. However, Eustaf did not give Ran the job these days, and, of course, his work has been aggravated.
"The Lord needs some rest."
Kara helped her.
Ran grinned.
"I think so, too."
Ran, who finished grooming, got up from her seat and said.
"I'll go see a therapist for now."
********
Ran stopped by the therapist and went to Eustaf again.
Label had just left the mansion. Eustaf looked back at Ran and smiled slightly.
Ran grinned and looked around.
"How?"
"You shine in any way you dress."
Ran smiled lightly and said.
"I heard you've been overdoing it lately."
"Not very much."
"Eus."
"Yes."
"You don't have to feel guilty about me."
Her words were double meaning, but Eustaf thought it was just Olivia's job.
He spoke softly.
"I should have paid more attention."
"You can't protect me from all the accidents."
She said so and gently thumbed around Eustaf's eyes, which still had a scab.
"So why don't you go to bed early tonight? I'll take care of myself."
Eustaf sighed while hesitating.
"All right."
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While handing over the documents, Eustaf looked up at the door opening.
Ran was standing with a tray. Eustaf jumped out of his seat and frowned as he accepted her tray.
"It's late at night."
"Right, It's late. By the way, what are you doing alone until now?"
"I have work left."
"What did I say during the day?"
Eustaf smiled awkwardly at Ran's words and said,
"It was because I couldn't sleep. I'm going to sleep when I finish this is over."
"Lord."
Ran's face became serious.
"The Lord cannot do everything by himself. Leave it to me, too."
At Ran's words, Eustaf said, putting down the tray with a puzzled look on his face.
"You're still sick, aren't you?"
"You've been cutting back on my, or my, work since before I got sick."
Ran quickly approached the desk and poured tea into the glass.
The glass was already filled with ice, so ice tea was made in an instant with the sound of ice breaking.
Ran asked Eustaf, sticking out his glass.
"You don't have faith in me?"
Eustaf looked at her in her tone and said, "There's no reason not to trust Count Romia."
"Then why?"
Seeing Ran pour syrup on her share of iced tea, Eustaf smiled faintly and drank tea.
"Because I don't like it."
"You don't want to?"
"No worries, no work. I just want to be comfortable. Ran is."
While saying that, Eustaf felt dizzy in front of his eyes. His eyes opened wide with astonishment.
He was trying to tell Ran not to drink while hitting the glass with his fingertips, but when he saw her looking at him calmly, he was speechless.
And Ran grabbed him in a hurry as he fell down.
'Heavy!'
She carry up Eustaf as hard as she could.
"Lord Blaine, come on in."
Blaine came into the room and opened his mouth when he saw Eustaf who had fallen.
"Lord! What, are you down? I'll call a therapist right away!"
"No, you don't have to call a therapist, but can you move Eustaf to bed for now?"
Blaine helped Eustaf instead of Ran in a hurry to the words.
Ran said,
"He'd been drugged, so he don't need a therapist."
"Yes·····?"
Without realizing it, the end of Blaine's words was shaking. Ran said, shrugging her shoulders.
"What doed he do when he sleep and rest? I heard he hardly slept since I got hurt."
"That's what it is."
Blaine had a cold sweat on his back.
"When the Lord wakes up ·····."
"He'll be mad at me. But that's my job."
Ran said so and took a short breath.
"First of all, it's most important for Eustaf to rest."
At least before the full moon, you have to do everything you can.
It was a kind of desperation.
Ran knew it was terrible for her to jump. She knew that Eustaf would be hurt, and that was something she herself did not want. But this was her duty.
Unbreakable.
To paraphrase it, it's similar to a diet that you know you can succeed if you eat less and exercise, but you don't actually succeed?
So Ran even used an extreme method.
'You'll never sleep if I tell you to sleep anyway.'
"It's okay, so please move it inside."
Blaine stood there, unable to say anything at her words, and nodded.
"All right."
When I saw him carefully taking my troops to the bedroom, Ran breathed out a sigh.
'I'm scared.'
What will Eustaf say when he wakes up.
'But ·····.'
But I want to do what I can do for you.
'Ran Romia is not easy.'
Ran flopped into Eustaf's seat and handed over the documents he had been looking at.
'Oh, you're already working on this winter's budget? Huh? Isn't the price a little weird here?'
Ran narrowed her eyes and took out a pen.
Blaine, who laid Eustaf in his bedroom, asked Ran when he saw her working at his desk.
"Are you not sleeping?"
"Let's get this over with. Sir Blaine, go to bed."
Then she opened various documents at the same time and started looking around.
It reminded me of the early days when Ran was the Patriarch, so Blaine was lost in memory and looked at it for a while before he stepped down.
On the second day, Ran returned all the documents marked with a pen, and the administrators received them with a puzzled look.
After seeing the writing on the document, he began to write new documents again, sweating.
Fluttering.
Ran was still fast in handing over the documents, and Blaine was nervous that there was something wrong with his report.
Ran took a pen and drew a line and said.
"There's a winter hunt. Is this budget all right? Don't we need to recruit new recruits?"
"I think it's enough."
"Is it?"
Ran bit the back of the pen lightly.
"Can you fight a dragon like this?"
Blaine swallowed his breath when she asked. said somebody seriously.
"I think one dragon would be possible."
Ran smiled faintly and returned the document.
"Then I see."
Blaine greeted quickly with documents and left. When he came out, other administrators, who had been waiting for him, went inside with a nervous.
Ran smiled and gestured as she was processing the documents.
"Unnie is working, don't you?"
"Yes, but I can talk to Sina."
She smiled, saying so, and Sina said how it felt to be a child in her parents' office.
"No, I'll talk to you later."
When Sina disappeared quickly, Ran said, "You don't have to do that. ·······." and opened another document.