'Oh, I suppose you would have been so good.' Killian, who enthusiastically agreed inwardly with the words of the Marquis who spoke too much, stopped on his way to the words 'the Viscountess widow.'

"Who is it?"

"Your current lover, the Viscountess widow of the Kingdom of Lebatum."

When Oswald said that, Killian's eyes were directed at his own maid without knowing it, who had been following him quietly.

A few days ago, after his private life was revealed in a carriage, he came to think differently about the servants and maids who were like furniture in a room and he didn't care about. And strangely, he was reluctant about the women he had brought to meet in with Julietta.

When Julietta, who didn't know why Killian was looking, stared back at him, Adam coughed loudly.

It was a short moment in a few seconds, but Oswald, who noticed something, looked at Adam deliberately. Soon, a river of sighs came out of the mouth of the flashy blonde Marquis.

"Oh, dear! I never thought anything more complicated could happen here. I need to offer my deepest condolences to Count Valerian, who is now tearing his hair out between the two women."

Ignoring Oswald, who had folded his hands behind his back, busily hanging around in place and sighing out, Killian began searching for Albert among the carriages that followed.

"Albert! Albert!"

The servants and maids, who lined up in a row, were fl.u.s.tered with amazement at the yell of their returned owner, and the nervous knights busily encircled him.

"Your Highness, let's go in now. I'll bring Sir Albert to you as soon as he arrives."

As Adam looked back and advised, Oswald also helped. "Yes, Your Highness. Count Valerian is dying to deal with Lady Anais and the Viscountess widow, who would like to come to greet you as soon as you arrive. How hard it must be to deal with the two with his blunt personality! This Oswald begs you to go in and make your decision on how to deal with it, and to save the poor Count from the depths of h.e.l.l."

Julietta was surprised to see the gaudy blonde man talking constantly in spite of the Prince's anger.

She felt as if she'd been walking on ice these past few days because of her employer, who had kept some distance from her after Beopash.

Although she had even begged for forgiveness for her mistake, she felt a little disappointed at the thought that he might still be upset. However, upon arriving at Calen Castle, she realized that she had been under a great illusion. This was because she forgot the status of her employer, who was royalty, and felt comfortable for a while.

Seeing so many people bowing to a single Prince, she found out what a great man she was working for. She was starting to feel a little depressed and worried about whether she could stand up well in this job.

But when she saw the man who was constantly chattering about like a peac.o.c.k, she felt strangely energized. A man like that didn't fit in with a stiff, formal atmosphere seemed to say, 'You can stay here,' to herself, who was at a loss because she felt like she was somewhere she shouldn't be.

Julietta raised her head confidently. There would be no reason for her to not work if that kind of man worked as a close aide to the Prince. At the words of the peac.o.c.k, it seemed that the Prince's latest lover, who had bothered her so much, had come to this place. If she took duty in the bedroom of the Prince again, she would have to go through all the complaints and grumbling of the Viscountess widow who had slapped her face.

Killian glanced at Julietta, and sighed, thinking, I've been comfortable, but now it's over, and ordered Adam, "Get Albert right away as soon as he arrives."

******

"... So the parties of the Marquis and of the Viscountess Morbido are staying in Rezen Castle. When Prince Francis arrives, he is expected to go to Nas Castle, and when the other n.o.bles arrive, they will be taken to Lona Castle, and inevitably the two parties have to be driven into Rezen Castle. Thanks to that, every day is a war."

Oswald sighed in exaggeration, and after finis.h.i.+ng his speech, didn't care about the eyes of the others who were staring at him, but lifted the teacup in front of him and gracefully sniffed it. Killian's cold eyes were directed at Albert.

"Albert, how did you manage the whole thing? Didn't you make it clear to the Viscountess?"

Albert began to complain, wiping the sweat he didn't have with his handkerchief, "Your Highness, I have repeatedly told her and indeed conveyed your will and sent a great farewell gift to Morbido's mansion. But as always, there's no way I can control the reckless behavior of those who don't want to accept your intentions."

When the Prince declared the last time, most of the women persistently demanded a meeting because they could not accept the parting. There were those who searched for all the places he could go, and even camped out in front of the Bertino mansion on Harrods Street. By the time the Prince, who had ignored them completely and regardless of their waiting, visited Harrods Street again to meet his new lover, their grueling wait and lingering sorrow would come to an end.