Extra 02: The Vice-General’s Beloved Wife 02
The next day in the early afternoon, Princess Crowill elegantly descended from a luxurious carriage which bore the Duke’s coat of arms.
“Long time no see, Hubby! You look great like always~ wonderful! Now give me a big hug!” She said as she hugged her husband passionately.
She had fiery red hair and sparkling emerald eyes. She was small but lively.
I was told that she was only a little younger than the Vice-General, so was she be in her forties?
But she didn’t look like she was in her forties. She looked like she was in her thirties.
I wonder if the royal family has some kind of beauty secret? Why does her skin glow that much…?
But the word ‘ladylike’ that had been floating around in my mind since yesterday had been erased from my mind.
“Welcome to the frontier fortress. It’s been a long time, Princess Crowill. You look good as always,” Lector said with a smile, but without his usual sparkles.
“My, Lector! You’re looking well too! I’ve heard about you! A war hero! I’m so happy for you~~. You don’t look like someone who almost died; but you did almost die, didn’t you? That’s what I heard. It’s so nice to have a Saint as your wife. A Saint who saves her husband, oh my, it’s love! Oh! Oh, I haven’t even congratulated you on your marriage! Congratulations, Lec. Are you happy now? But you look good, so you must be happy. Yes, I’m happy too!” Princess Crowill said one thing after another to Lector with a big smile on her face.
It was as if Princess Crowill’s surroundings had brightened up and even the colours seemed more vivid. It was dazzling.
And yet, Lector put up a mask and said, “Thank you.”
“Hey, you’ve been married for a long time now, but you still use the same scowl on me. If you make an expression like that and don’t act more friendly, then your wife will get sick of you. All you have to do is smile ―――…”
“It’s fine. There’s nothing to worry about.”
Lector was gradually losing his expression and the smile on his face became more fixed.
The Vice-General, on the other hand, began to smile, but it wasn’t from the joy of seeing his beloved wife… but from amusement at the interaction between her and Lector…
“And? This is Lector’s rumoured wife, the Saint Anise!? My, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Crowill! Let’s get along!”
Then, she ran up to me and immediately grabbed both my hands and shook them up and down.
I felt the tension that I had been feeling since yesterday at having to entertain a princess was slowly dissipating as I was being shaken.
I like this Princess. I can’t feel arrogance from her.
“Welcome, Princess Crowill. There’s not much in this remote region, but I’ll do my best to entertain you. My name is Anise Rathnan.”
Since she was of royalty, her princess title took precedence over her husband’s family title. Her official name in social circles was ‘Princess Crowill’.
“Oh my! I don’t need you to entertain me or anything. Just give me some food and I’ll entertain myself. Oh yes, would you like to have tea with me soon? I’ve been looking forward to meeting you so much!”
“Yes, I’d love to…”
I was looking forward to having a lively tea party.
I have never had tea with a woman who wasn’t a maid before.
I’ll definitely use my favourite tea utensils.
For some reason, Lector suddenly ordered tea utensils with my crest (temporary) on it from the royal purveyor and now they’re my favourite.
But even though the designs were cute, I’ve only been able to show it off to muscle brains who don’t care if the teacups have a flowery design, or if they are made with black lacquer, as long as they can drink tea, so I was excited at the thought of being able to talk about the teacups was this time.
However, it was possible that her friendliness was just an act and that she was actually a person who cared about etiquette and hierarchical relationships…
“By the way, Hubby? We haven’t seen each other in a long time but you’re quiet. Crow came all the way here to see you! Why’re you being gloomy?”
Hmm, I have a feeling that she says exactly what she wants.
But as I had expected, even the Vice-General wouldn’t act flirtatious in front of his men.
Or so I thought.
“Oh, Crow, I’ve missed you so much.” The Vice-General said, and I had never seen him look so happy. His eyes wrinkled and he smiled fully. He was normally a strong man, so I was sure I wasn’t the only one whose mouth opened in surprise.
When I glanced to the side, Lector was watching Princess Crowill immediately hug the Vice-General tightly with a faint smile and a faraway look in his eyes.
Wow, she’s so liberal~. I see, so that’s why they call her the ‘Liberal Princess’…
I remembered the nickname they had called her yesterday.
“Me too! If you missed me then you could come home once in a while. I’m always waiting for you. I know that you love your job, but you’ll forget what I look like soon. Oh, do you remember? I’m your wife. I’m the real thing. You’re happy, right?” Princess Crowill hugged the Vice-General tightly and attacked him with words.
But he said, “I won’t forget you. I was just a little busy. And you’ll come to see me when you want to see me. That’s fine. It’s good to see you. Now that we’ve said our hellos, please excuse us,” as he carried his wife and quickly walked straight into the fortress.
He seemed used to dealing with her…
“Hmmm, are they always like this?” I asked Lector who was next to me.
“Yeah, they’re always like this. It only went that far because they’re in front of people.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but I’ve never seen anyone carry their wife away with one hand.
Yeah, let’s not get in their way. It’s nice to be in love.