Thank You For The Confinement, Grand Duke! - Chapter 10
Translator and Editor: Effe and Nabi
I took a mouthful of chicken and shoved the salad into my mouth. To be honest, I couldn’t say it was a polite way to eat, but eating it this way makes it twice as delicious.
‘Ugh, I’m really happy.’
Oh, there was Enfrise.
He was looking at me while resting his chin, barely touching his food. Was he feeling bad because I ate too messily? It was a bit…
Wasn’t he smiling?
“Eat it slowly. If it’s not enough, I’ll have them bring more.”
“No, it’s okay! This is enough for me.”
Following the salad course, I indulged in a bite of savory bread. If my throat felt slightly clogged, I’d reached for a glass of crystal-clear water. The refreshing, sweet water complemented the bread’s flavor perfectly.
I had initially heard that in Western cultures, wine often took the place of water. However, in this realm, known for its exceptional culinary delights, even the water possessed a delightful taste.
I was full.
Instead of the rarely used utensils, my hands became a mess, so I needed to wash them first. As I was looking down at my hands, Enfrise started eating. Even though he ate with elegance and dignity, unlike me, it looked strangely delicious.
Was it because of the faint smile on his face?
“I really enjoyed the meal. It was delicious.”
“…I didn’t do it, so why are you thanking me?”
Even with that said, Enfrise…
He didn’t look like he hated it.
It was I who asked for the dress. I also knew that there were many cumbersome processes involved in making a dress. Still, when I actually experienced it, it was more bothersome than I thought.
“Could you please raise your head for a moment, Miss?”
Why on earth was she measuring here?
Didn’t most dresses have a cool cut at the neck or chest? Even if this was not the case, Chaperil had a thin neck anyway. There would be no problem if it were made in a normal size, so why was she measuring the neck circumference?
“Please let me know if it’s too tight.”
…It was already the seventh time.
As she was measuring it, she already asked me if it was too tight, loose or uncomfortable for the seventh time. Although I said it was okay each time, she asked again every time she moved the tape measure to a new body part.
To be honest, it was uncomfortable.
I’ve never worn a scarf, let alone a necklace, in my life, so the feel of something long and thin wrapped around my neck feels quite awkward. When I went to buy school uniforms, they just measured chest circumference, waist circumference, arm length, and the length from shoulder to hip.
After doing this, she might measure the length of my finger.
“Finally, let me just measure your finger length.”
…And that actually happened.
I feel a bit sorry for Tambo, who was measuring me with a seemingly serious face, but this distance was quite burdensome.
Despite that fact, when Enfrise came close yesterday, it was actually okay. How could I say? Should I say that he somehow didn’t seem like a real person? Although it was only natural since he was a character in a novel.
On the other hand, Tambor was a bit different.
How could I explain? I had a feeling that if I were to maximize the image of a mother and embody it, she would be created. Kind, friendly, and considerate. Should I say she was an ideal mother? So, that was why it was difficult.
“You have really nice body proportions. I’m going to have a hard time finding something that fits properly unless it’s custom-made.”
Really? Thinking about it, it was a given.
She was the female lead. It went without saying that she would have an overwhelming beauty and body that ordinary people would even feel embarrassed even to compare… but… why was her chest small? I thought it would look better if it were a little bigger.
‘Does the author like small chests?’
“It’s done. Thank you for your hard work, Miss.”
The trial that began when I thought I had digested a little after lunch was finally over. As I collapsed on the sofa, Tambor burst into laughter.
“It was very difficult, right?”
“I didn’t know it would take this long. I never thought you would actually measure the length of my finger…”
“Because lines are important in dresses. The more detailed it is, the prettier the lines will be.”
“I guess so.”
After being separated from her, my upset stomach felt a little better.
She smelled like powdered milk. Should I say she smelled like sweet milk? The scent was strangely unpleasant. As I lifted my teacup to wash away the remaining scent in my nostrils, Tambor came running towards me.
“Miss, it’s been a while since I boiled it, so it’s probably already cooled down. I’ll reheat it for you.”
“That’s okay. It’s not like I can’t drink it just because it’s cold.”
I have no objection to eating cold food. Was it because I ate so much of my younger brother’s leftovers? As someone who had never cooked rice with his own hands, he never even touched the side dishes that were made the day before, so the cold side dishes were always mine.
Tea was sometimes cooled down on purpose. No problem.
“Miss. His Grace only told me to choose only the best. I must follow the orders of my master, His Grace.”
However, Tambor’s expression grew serious.
That was right. In this noble society, the master’s name was so important that it could even mean risking one’s life, so Tambor had no choice….
“Besides, I myself don’t like it.”
“I cannot allow you to drink tea that has cooled down and has lost its aroma and taste.”
…Hmm. Why? It was probably just lip service. She must be saying that out of courtesy.
I knew that… but why do I want to cry?
“Since you already had tea, shall we get something else? How about some fruit juice?”
I knew she was just trying to follow her master’s orders.
“…I just like water. Can I have it cold?”
“Sure. I’ll get it right away, so please wait a moment.”
…After Tambor left, the things that had been hovering around my eyes from earlier started flowing down.
I barely cried when I was in elementary school, so why have I become such a crybaby now that I was an adult? Chaperil’s body may have strangely weak tear glands. Otherwise, I couldn’t understand why I was crying over something like this.
Wasn’t it just a little bit of friendly treatment? She just said she wouldn’t give me anything cold.
That was all.
It was no big deal.
I’ve been doing this to my younger brother and grandmother to the point where I was sick of it. Now that I have become the target, I…
I squeezed my eyes shut to stop myself from crying before Tambor came. Nonetheless, even after that, I had to close my eyes for a long time.
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