dawn the next day.
Busy movement was caught in the Duke Crawford's mansion, where everyone was sleeping.
"I will go."
"done. I don't like to touch other people's hands."
Beryl, who had been trying to deter him once more at the resolute refusal, quietly shut his mouth.
"Beryl, only you and I go."
"All right."
The two got into the carriage quietly, killing Ki-cheok.
The place where the carriage left the duke's mansion arrived was the downtown area passed by yesterday.
The sky, where the dawn had shone just when we got on the carriage, had become completely bright.
Edwin got out of the wagon and looked at the passing street with satisfaction.
"I am number one."
Standing under the sign of Conde, he pulled out his sword and slammed it in front of the shop door.
"There are about two hours left until opening time. Why don't you just sit on the bench and wait?"
"You can't get in here unless you stand in line."
"I will stand for you."
"It's what you live for. I will buy the one for my bride."
Beryl looked at Edwin as if he were a stranger.
Either way, Edwin hummed as he leaned against his bayonet.
It was exactly an hour later that the president, who came out early to prepare for the opening, looked down on Edwin.
*
"You must get up now."
"Ummm."
As I rubbed my eyes and turned on the stretch, my body lifted up.
I felt a hand pat on the back as I leaned back on the familiar warmth.
"You bastard, wake up. I mean, I waited a long time."
"... ... Yes, I will get up."
He spoke, but his eyelids didn't fall off as if they were glued together.
Suddenly, a very familiar smell stimulated my sense of smell.
Saliva pooled in his mouth, and the corners of his lips rose arbitrarily.
"ね."
I could hear a strange laughter above my head, but rather than that, my attention was focused on the thick buttery scent.
With half-closed eyes, I followed the scent with a hazy mind, and then my body leaned to one side.
"Twitter, you have to be careful."
The arm that firmly supported the waist, the eyelids opened at that moment.
"It smells delicious."
"I will protect my bride while she sleeps. I didn't know scones would be such a powerful lure."
"scone!"
The eyes that had been blinking slowly opened wide in an instant.
"Come on, eat."
Edwin put the scone piece he was holding in one hand into my mouth.
Well, this stiff choking feeling. Satisfied.
"Ed, water, water."
"here."
When I opened my mouth to the cold touch on my lips, I could feel the bitter yet refreshing taste along with the scent of Earl Gray.
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