Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

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C150

The eyes of the Marchioness of Baslein widened as she drank . As for the gift, she followed her will, based on the calculation that it probably wouldn't be easy to reject even this offer. It's not easy to say no twice.

"Is it a problem that it's so sudden?"

However, contrary to her expectations, there was only a curious look in her blue eyes.

"Our Baslein territory is always open to precious guests like the princess. But... there may not be many things that would pique the princess's interest as much as the capital city."

After all, my image in the head of any lady would be that of a troublesome brat who likes to follow trends, so it was natural to think that way.

"I've yearned for the sea since I was little."

I spoke in a low voice, as if sharing a secret.

"...Princess Deborah?"

Because the eastern part of the Seymour estate was a flat area, a deeper suspicion appeared on her face.

"Yes. I went on vacation to the beach with my father a long time ago, but I never forgot the blue waves."

I said this while recalling memories of a school trip to Haeundae in my previous life. It was true that the blue sea I saw at that time was impressive, so it was not a lie at all.

"Well. Seaside villas are popular among aristocrats."

"The waves had a rhythm like that of an orchestra playing, and the seagulls seemed to dance to the beat."

The Marchioness of Baslein, who was from the south and still managed the land adjacent to the sea, listened to me, folded her fan, and opened her mouth.

"The constant ebb and flow of high and low tides is the greatest allure of the sea. Watching the white spray come and go, time seems to repeat forever."

The marchioness spoke like a poem, quoting the final words of my letter.

[I want to send and receive letters with madame for a long time, just as high and low tides intersect.]

"I actually liked the expression."

In the letter, I deliberately used many sea-related metaphors, and I was glad she liked that part.

"I wondered if Isidor, who likes metaphorical expressions, might have intervened a bit, but it was my prejudice. I'm sorry."

"This person is also an honest and straightforward person like Isidor."

I drank while talking about the sea with the now softened marchioness.

She loved the Baslein castle and the estate overlooking the sea.

"It's wonderful to see the sunrise over the horizon from the top of the castle tower."

"When you look at the infinite horizon of the sea, it seems to awaken the imagination of what lies beyond."

Mrs. Baslein responded lightly to my words.

"It's the imagination of all the children living near the sea. I once thought there was a great monster at the end."

"Now that I look at it, there is gold beyond the horizon."

I began to bring up the topic secretly, and the marchioness burst into laughter.

"Hmm. Gold. I didn't think the princess would believe in the legend of the Treasure Island."

I smiled brightly.

"I'm interested in trading with the principality beyond the Bornas Strait. I trust that trading with them will bring as much gold as Treasure Island."

She erased her laughter at what I said and looked very surprised.

"I didn't know that the princess, who is a magic student, would be interested in trading with the Principality of Ferdin."

She curved her well-formed lips and added a little background story.

"Most people in the Empire ignore the Ferdinians as savages...."

"I think the possibilities are endless."

"I wonder why the princess thinks that the Principality of Ferdin, a small country on the outskirts of the sea, is a treasure island full of gold."

"Could you bring me some hot water and a cup?"

I unfolded a bit of freshly roasted ground coffee, poured it into a cup, and dissolved it with hot water.

"It's coffee. I drank it once in