Do Your Best and Regret

Chapter 45

When I entered the Grand Duchy's garden after a welcoming procession, I sank into the carriage chair as if I had lost all strength. Then, I rubbed my cheek with my finger. My cheeks were tingling because she kept laughing. Although it tingles, Still, it was good.

The corners of my mouth kept rising. I never expected that my first greeting with the Grand Duke, whom I met while very nervous, would be this good.

With flushed cheeks, I looked out the window. A huge great siege that I had never seen in the noble encyclopedia was waiting for me. Whatever it was, one thing was clear: I was going to love this place very much...

"Everyone at Vikander is ready to help  with all our heart."

But when I got off at the entrance of the main castle, Sobel's words passed through my mind. Sobel didn't answer when I said he was asking about loyalty. Workers lined up in front of the entrance. The middle-aged butler in front of me was looking at me with a blank face without even bending her waist. Light blue eyes resembling the autumn sky shook slightly.

I, who was quietly looking at Bethany as if it was a sign of protest toward me, was momentarily surprised. Those eyes are not protesting. Pathetic. No, more than that.

"Bethany."

Butler Bethany blinked in surprise at Edwin's call, as if she had just woken up.

Bethany wasn't the only one surprised by Edwin's voice. I also looked at Bethany, feigning calmness.

"Oh, indeed. I stared at you without realizing it was rude. Sorry, Miss. You are so beautiful."

Bethany, whose straw-colored hair was beginning to turn gray, was neatly organized with a jewel pin and held the hem of her neat green dress to show respect.

"Nice to meet you, Lady. Thank you for your hard work in coming this far. This is Bethany, Vikander's butler."

Bethany's voice was somehow soothing. But before I could look at her again, Bethany snapped her fingers together.

"She has excellent handicraft skills and is also called the Wizard of the North."

At the same time, colorful sparks flew from the tips of Bethany's fingers. I opened my eyes wide.

Wizard of the North. I had heard of it. Bethany was an excellent wizard who was thought to be secluded in the Magic Tower. Even when I hired a large number of outstanding wizards to Investigate the abandoned mine, I could not hear a single word of news. She was the wizard of Vikander.

I tried to gather my slightly dazed mind. If she's a wizard, she should naturally be polite. She first introduced herself as a butler, so I had no idea how to address her. Bethany must have noticed that sign and spoke kindly first.

"Please feel free to call me Bethany, Lady. No one here sees me as a wizard. I'm just a butler with excellent handicraft skills."

Bethany glanced at Edwin as if she was proud of him. I suddenly looked at the robe Edwin was wearing at the boastful voice.

That sloppy and fancy handicraft. No way...The flower pattern on the robe was so colorful that it was pleasing to the eye.

"Did Bethany embroider it?"

As soon as I said those words, Bethany's expression became even more triumphant. The laughter deepened as I couldn't stop Edwin, who was looking at me and Bethany.

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"You are tired. Please start with hot bath water. The people in the north must have been so lively and noisy. We'll go out while you relax in the bath for a while."