The Knight on his way escorted by the Royal Knights formed of an array. The Knight who wears the casual clothes in Duchess Natureal's eyes is way more befitting than the one they escorting wearing the suit as if he's going to the take job when it's casual leisure talk.
Duchess Natureal see over the dress code of the Duke as inconsequential for arranged marriage meetings. 'You're not here to display your status but your worth to the soon-to-be wife you're wooing.'
"Let's take a jaunt. I don't get shares to sit by idly watching you sip your tea, as usual, Duchess," said the Duke.
Duchess Natureal's eyes on the sole Duke who's always dissolved her decision-making to have another request. "What do I get to tolerate the jaunt in return? I don't walk without benefits, Duke."
Come to the fruition of practicing immunizing her feet from getting blisters and soreness. As expected, the men have given her the strength to keep up with ROMANCE things without burdens. The romantic thought in her head is it's stagy and odoriferous. Her sitting with them and having tea is a convenient time concept of her own understanding.
The dear Duchess Natureal in his eyes is still not a disappointment. What's not the game of Duchess is never fallacious in calculating her words and actions in her arranged partners for marriage. "How are you faring your marriage whether it's arranged or contracted to be?"
"Don't ask the question that questioning your presence here, Duke. That would set yourself a foolish person ever as a person titled Duke."
Looking at her nails, Natureal makes a plan in her mind to have nail polishing care in the middle of her romance blind date. She asked the knight servants about what it was to have a meeting with men without giving and returning and it resulted as so.
The definition she couldn't find in a book.
"Duchess, it's your avocation. Why am I one foolish because it's you who asked so?"
"Hmmm..." Duchess Natureal's still about her nails. Thinking as well remember a scene of her hands plucking herbs kindly and tenderly through, she doesn't need it. It's the hands that have always touched the herbs. They are very precious and peculiar herbs for the people she cares about.
"I don't need the nail polish. Let me touch the herb-free willingly without having to worry about my nails or herbs." The talks to herself but it was heard by those around her.
As per the order, Duchess Natureal gets up from the sit. The overlapping light shadow on the paved floor slightly changes and Duchess Natureal's eyes are quick to sunlight and cloud.
It's partly cloudy.
"Take your responsibility well for this weather."
The household servants held out their laughter deep inside. The Duke's eyes to them. He understood it very well so. "The responsibility is none by not delaying and by an umbrella."
Duchess Natureal giggles. "Duke, the weather is still sunny by you mentioning an umbrella."
"Not for you, then let the mean you're greedy for us to even be negligible in cushion Duke around as it's the Emperor asking you to take care of?" The Duke squints at Duchess's hand. "But I see your sensitive and milky silky skin unprotected."
In her personality that will take her more to learn about ROMANCE. "Let it be, Duke." Duchy's servants hold out the wooden black umbrella about the one she's only ever using. Natureal takes it. "I give you my answer by using it for me. I want to feel the warmth of the sun, Duke. While you're keeping your warmth by staying out of trouble."
The umbrella was given to the Duke.
The Duchess's optimist the Dukes never let her down. They leave the garden heading to a space where and everywhere it's mostly green anywhere. "The one who sees this thought you're living in a jungle, Duchess."
The besmirch words without Duke petrified etched to all servants' heads an amazingness of Duchess Natureal to never be allowed in-person follow in her's footsteps.
Living in the jungle? How the Duke stayed safe by Duchess's side?
There's nothing really overrules this or that in blind date, it's for the sake of Duchess Natureal tamed by puppets titled Duke at her side. "How it's discomfiting to see the jungle created by me to your perceive, Duke?"
Never he have second to answer, a servant comes to her bowing 90 degrees and said, "Lady, the Lord is back."
All servants at the side stupefy by the sentences. The one without Duke title out of the Duke on recommendation by Emperor. Come jubilation rid and ripe off the prolixity it's all about Duke around her. The men granted the Duke title enflame squeamish about romance and LOVE.
Why not she has a taste of one she crowned and titled herself?
"I see he's back. I'm looking to supplant he offers to rid off the Duke by my side."
Natureal's loose tongue, not tongue-tied. Moreover, it's slithery and slippery.
The one engages to Duchess Natureal. An ebullient next Duke who's always in derogatory in Duchess's eyes. The direct one who send by her own kin by Kings and Queens not to lose her in blind search of LOVE AND ROMANCE.
Words alone could exterminate colloquial familiar to an egregious relationship. "It's amusing. Bring on the game."
"You give him an empty cup again? Could I say he caught your taste well? In power he yielding, I mean."
The Lord Duke's voluptuousness never complies with his personality to the Duchess Natureal. Duchess's dulcet to another Duke after one and one unqualified makes its way to Lord Duke's heart and mind. "How you see it's them for fertilizer of how I maintain the Kingdom and Empire, Lord Duke? The jungle, I mean."
The Duke spoke up to the Lord Duke. "It's about quality, not quantity."
Lord Duke's next mission is lessening up the encroach grips Empire's Duke on Duchess... or the Kingdom Queen... or his Queen upon hearing the words. As per aberrant embodiment on Natureal it takes thousands of chapters to finish what has begun.