Chapter 15

"Let's wrap it up for now."

It wasn't a doctor's stop, but rather a butler's stop.

"I've heard from Ms. Reine that while you work quickly and wonderfully, you tend to forget to eat and sleep when you get absorbed. Normally, your morning is reserved for needlework, and the afternoon is for building stamina."

"!"

Wait, my suit (host) isn't finished yet!

"Ah, it's lunchtime."

Lord Rodan checked his watch and murmured.

"In a way, I was captivated."

"Huh?"

Before I knew it, the former king had changed from his yukata into the military uniform (black) I had sewn for him.

It's even more handsome than I imagined.

My mood is soaring!

Ah

"K, ko, ko, chi, do?"

I asked again, this time as a needlewoman, but my throat tightened, and I started coughing.

My jaw still hurts.

I've talked too much today.

Lord Rodan patted my back and offered me a cup.

The honey-infused water (with a touch of spirit broth) was incredibly delicious.

Still, the soreness in my jaw won't recover immediately.

The discomfort in my throat has eased, though.

It's probably due to overuse and inflammation. The doctor warned me that if I shout too loudly, I might even spit blood.

I also get tired easily. Everyone tries to make me take frequent breaks, and I can't resist them.

I used to go without eating or drinking, but this grown body feels pampered and weak.

Yeah, it's just that my physical strength hasn't caught up with my growth yet.

"Wonderful fit."

The former king said this with a smile, patting my head.

"You're amazing, Yui."

"Huh?"

"Do you know what protective sewing means in this country?"

I tried to speak but was stopped by a finger on my lips.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to talk."

Even if I don't speak, he knows I don't know much.

I tried to cut the protective sewing with scissors.

Until now, I could only vaguely imagine that it could host the spirits' power.

After all, it's the work of those people from that family...

"I'll explain later, but your protective sewing is truly remarkable... and that's why it's dangerous."

Huh? Dangerous?

The former king tilted his head and took my hand, placing a kiss on my right index finger.

Whoa! It's like a movie!

"I, Romestometro Arjitt, wish to marry you, the needlewoman maiden."

"Huh?"

"Yui, I'll explain later, but for now, give me your name."

Lord Rodan urged me, and I thought.

The former king doesn't look like a lolicon at all. The way he treats me is like a child.

Yet, marriage... Is this necessary to protect me?

Protective sewing... It's more valuable and precious than I imagined, and my almost forgotten lolicon charm, the king's bride candidate with a mesmerizing gaze... Is this an incredibly ambitious existence?

The creepy face of the Nuier family head floated in my mind.

"Yui? Are you okay? Your face is—"

"Am, I, go, ing, ba, ck, to, the, Nuier, fam, ily?"

I forgot the pain in my jaw for a moment.

Lord Rodan and the former king seemed to understand my thoughts, and their expressions turned indescribable.

"This engagement is to prevent that from happening."

I quickly returned the former king's hand, placing a kiss on his index finger.

"It's Yui. P, le, a, se, t, re, a, t, m, e, w, ell."