Chapter 61

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Evening time with the sunset shining through the window.

"... Did I hear wrong? You're reserving a magic seal."

Edwin, sitting across from me in the restaurant, laughed as if he had heard a funny joke. I, wearing an ivory dress, said with a grin.

"You heard correctly."

A slight look of embarrassment passed over Edwin's face at my immediate denial. It was rare for the always relaxed Edwin to react like that. So my mischievous feelings would creep into me whenever Edwin was embarrassed or shy. But I was a little different now. Such a shocked reaction to the fact that the White Crystal Mine was his mother's memento and Lowell's treasure that he so desperately wanted to recover... thought he would be very happy.

Just like when he looked overwhelmed after finding out about the mine yesterday.

I said, trying hard to suppress my disappointment.

"I'll tell you again exactly. By placing a reservation in the magic seal, on the day we get married, the White Crystal Mine will automatically become jointly owned by Grand Duke Vikander and his wife. It's like a long time ago when royal families got engaged."

The method I came up with appeared in old books, such as the 'one-year grace' to prevent me and Edwin from getting married. I turned my head for a moment to look at Bethany standing behind me.

"...Of course, Bethany, the 'Wizard of the North', will have to help."

"If it's what you do, I'm welcome to do anything."

Bethany smiled brightly. This was exactly the reaction I expected. While she smiled a little at my relief, Bethany quickly glanced at Edwin. She meant, 'Why don't you just accept it?', but Edwin couldn't laugh easily.

Bethany hoped she would sleep well. She immediately dismissed any thoughts of handing over the White Crystal Mine to him and wished herself only good dreams.

However. The moment he saw Olivia with her excited face talking about giving him the White Crystal mine, he tightened his grip on his hand under the table. He felt dizzy and couldn't stand it. Olivia was embarrassed by the gifts he was giving her, but he did not spare anything for the people of Jeniv Street.

Liv Green, a strange supporter who sent him every little thing on the battlefield, and despite her stiff tone, was very concerned and affectionate. His Young Lady, who was always straightforward, looked at him this time with an expectant look on her face, waiting for an answer. The connected thoughts gradually formed a puzzle.

The moment Edwin faced the completed painting, he was out of breath. Because it was Olivia, who always sacrificed everything for her family and the Prince, who was not even human.

Edwin's heart sank. Could it be that she feels burdened by the way he treats Olivia and is trying to be nicer to him?

It was when Edwin suddenly raised his head to look at Olivia.

"Excuse me?"

The friendly voice was too close. Edwin's eyes widened at Olivia's face right in front of him. Olivia's gaze was slightly higher than that of Edwin, who was sitting in his chair. Olivia laughed a little because the feeling of her looking down at Edwin, who always looked up at him, was unfamiliar to her.

"You're so thinking that you don't even know I'm coming."

In addition, Bethany, Sir Interfield, and the employee who was standing behind were bitten.

His expression darkened as if he had heard a sad story rather than a gift. I swallowed my words. Indescribable emotions were flowing through his red eyes as he looked up at me. Because his eyes were dull and heavy, unlike his usual look at me, which was always affectionate, and sometimes covetous.

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