Chapter 9

I was surprised to see that we ranked 4th in the morning and 3rd in the afternoon of the daily comprehensive rankings on August 3... This is all thanks to everyone who has read and supported us. Thank you very much.

Also, thank you for reporting the typos; I have made the corrections.

The carriage arrived at the Granville Marquess family's residence, and as it passed through the large outer gate and along the stone-paved path leading to the mansion, it slowed down and finally stopped. Inside the carriage, Lionel's father gently shook his son's shoulder.

"We've arrived at the mansion, Lionel."

Lionel, who had opened his eyes slightly and blinked a few times, nodded at his father's words and smiled gently at Edith, who was sitting opposite him.

"I've been relying on your care, but thanks to you, I feel much better. Thank you."

"That's a relief, Lord Lionel."

(That's good. Lord Lionel, you look a bit better.)

Edith, relieved, helped Lionel out of the carriage with a servant, placed him in a wheelchair, and looked up at the grand mansion in front of her. The elegant and stately mansion, which exuded a sense of history, was much larger than the Oakridge Earl's residence, and Edith took a small breath. In front of the mansion, several servants were already lined up, and a young man was just running out of the front door. The young man, who had run up to the carriage with light steps, smiled at Lionel and his father.

"Brother, Father! Welcome back. Ah, that's..."

The young man, who had the same black hair as Lionel but eyes that were more purple, and who was about the same age as Edith, turned a friendly smile towards Edith and extended his right hand to her.

"Welcome to the Granville Marquess family, Lady Edith. I am Craig, Lionel's younger brother."

Craig had a handsome and refined face, and his features somewhat resembled Lionel's. Edith, feeling that they were indeed brothers, returned his smile and, though a bit nervous, shook his hand.

"Pleased to meet you, Lord Craig. I am Edith from the Oakridge Earl's family. I look forward to working with you."

"Likewise, Lady Edith. By the way, the one over there is..."

Following Craig's gaze, Edith saw a young girl, about seven or eight years old, with lustrous black hair and reddish-purple eyes, standing half-hidden behind the front door, looking at Edith.

"This is my sister, Archer. Archer, this is Lionel's fiancée, Lady Edith. Please greet her."

Archer, who had remained motionless and silent, bowed her head slightly. Edith also bowed politely in return.

"My name is Edith. Hello, Lady Archer."

Seeing Archer, who looked at her with large, wary eyes like a small, cautious animal, Edith couldn't help but smile.

(How adorable...!)

Edith couldn't help but smile and wave at Archer. As an only child who had always envied having siblings, Edith found it a bit envious that Lionel had a brother and sister.

Lionel, seeing Archer's shy figure still not emerging from the door, smiled lightly and spoke to Edith.

"I'm sorry, Edith. Archer is quite shy, perhaps due to the loss of our mother a few years ago."

"No, Lord Lionel. I was aware that you had a younger brother, but I didn't know you also had a younger sister."

Seeing Edith's warm and gentle smile directed at Archer, Lionel also smiled, looking relieved.

"Yes, that's right. Archer is much younger than me and Craig, but she's quite mature for her age. I believe she will open up to you eventually, but I hope you can be patient with her."

"Of course. I look forward to becoming friends with Lady Archer one day."

Archer, who was still looking at Edith with a probing gaze, seemed endearing to Edith. Imagining Archer's smile, which she hoped to see one day, Edith bowed to the servant who was holding her small bag and entered the Granville Marquess family's mansion with Lionel and the others.