Thank You For The Confinement, Grand Duke! - Chapter 6
Translator and Editor: Effe and Nabi
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Chapter 6
“Whoa.”
I couldn’t take another bite. As I lay down on the bed, I caressed my stomach, which had been stuffed for the first time in a while.
How long has it been?
Eating food cooked by others and not having to clean up.
Seeing me enjoying happiness, Tambor let out a laugh for finding me cute.
Was it too discourteous? Even though I lost my memory, if I was a noble lady, I should be unconsciously polite… Oh well, what was the big deal? If that was the case, then there was no reason to commit myself to this life of confinement.
“Did you like the food?”
“It was so delicious!”
The words just jump out. She chuckled and put the bowl on a tray before leaving. While I, who was left alone, wriggled my legs that had stuck out of bed and lifted them up.
‘Oh, I’m sleepy because I’m full… or is it because I was relaxed?’
I already drank the tea that I was supposed to drink once a day, then had a meal. I have already asked them to buy me a dress.
When I asked for clothes, Tambor widened her eyes,
— What kind of clothes do you want, Miss?
She asked.
As expected. There was no doubt that Enfrise had already given the word to give everything that Iwantedt.
— I don’t know, but I want to try on something pretty. This is pretty too, but….
— His Grace has chosen it because it’s practical though it’s not very pretty. I may not have enough skill, but if there’s a dress you want, I’ll make it for you.
Was Lady Tambor an all-rounder? She seemed to be a handmaid in position to help the female lead.
Thinking about it, if I asked for something while I was in confinement, there would be someone who should listen. Still, if it were something that was required outside, my whereabouts would be revealed, so there needed to be someone who could do anything.
Thank you, Enfrise. Tambor was a great gift.
Not only was she skilled in cooking, but she also excelled in cleaning and laundry, showing great consideration in all her actions. Any initial displeasure I felt when first meeting her had long since dissipated.
I suddenly wondered if Tambor could also make desserts, just like in the novels I read. I realized there were many sweet treats I had heard about but never tasted myself.
The mere thought of it made my mouth water with anticipation.
Perhaps I should ask her to make something tonight? A cake filled with lots of fresh fruits would be delightful. Although my younger sibling had a preference for chocolate cake, I had a craving for a delicious cream cake adorned with an assortment of fruits, even though my sibling had never tasted such a delight.
“I wonder if she can make it with a lot of fruit.”
In stories like this, fruits were often considered rare and expensive due to their long transportation times. However, considering Enfrise’s position as the Grand Duke, procuring such ingredients shouldn’t be an issue.
The idea of indulging in a variety of cakes after meals seemed enticing. I envisioned trying every delectable creation she could whip up. Pudding or jelly could be next on the list. Oh, and there was that one dessert I saw on a cooking contest program, creme brulee—I would love to savor that as well.
For the first time since elementary school…
I spent my after-meal time thinking about what I wanted to eat for my next meal without having to do anything.
The Imperio Empire stood as one of the most formidable nations in the Tiente continent.
Its vast territory was safeguarded by tens of thousands of highly skilled soldiers, all operating in accordance with their specialized characteristics. The trade network was seamlessly interwoven, boasting well-established routes that minimized transportation time.
A significant breakthrough in magical storage methods allowed for easy access to fruits and vegetables from distant lands, enriching the Empire’s culinary experiences.
With such advantages, it was widely believed that there was nothing beyond the grasp of Barca de Blaim, the seventh Emperor of Imperio… or so everyone thought.
However, Barca himself.
“Did you find her?”
“For, forgi… forgive me, Your Majesty. Not yet—”
The knight commander, who was under the Emperor’s direct command, trembled and replied in a stutter. Then, a crack sound followed. It was because the long, well-shaped fingers gripped the armrest of the throne as if they would crush it at any moment.
Knowing that the power could be directed at him at any time, the knight commander shuddered.
“Sir Cecilio. What are you?”
“I am the Commander of the Cavallay Knights of the glory and honor escorting His Majesty.”
“In other words, you are the commander of the best knights in this empire.”
Barca gave a faint smile and stood up.
Nonetheless, the anger in his voice and the madness in his eyes could not be hidden. Cecilio trembled at the Emperor’s pressure, which felt more bleak in contrast to his calm voice. It was because he knew what a cruel man his young master was.
“Do you think it makes sense that you, can’t find one single noble lady who has nowhere to go?”
“That…”
“A woman who has to keep taking special medicine nevertheless.”
The medicine she took was hard to get by even in this empire famous for its abundance. The medicinal herbs it used were only imported in very small amounts under the strict management of the imperial family, and there were only a handful of pharmacists who could process them.
Half a month has already passed since the tragedy of the Rivette family. Given her condition, as told by the pharmacist, it was almost impossible for her to go through that period without medication.
Especially a woman who had been in a tragedy.
Why couldn’t he find her? He refused to believe she got caught up in that chaos….
“…Kuht.”
An ominous foreboding became a blade and cut through the young emperor’s heart. Barca looked at the Knight Commander with sharp eyes overflowing with murder. Cecilio was kneeling on one knee, his head bowed.
In Barca’s heart, he wanted to cut off that neck right away, but…
He suppressed his seething anger and chewed his words between his teeth.
“One month.”
Cecilio raised his head. The boiling eyes were looking at him.
“I will give you one more month. If you can’t find her by then…”
There was no need for more words.
Cecilio was able to fully guess what those words were. The commander of the best knights in the Empire hurriedly bowed with the last mercy of the Emperor.
“I will definitely find her.”
“If she is dead, you’ll have to bring the body at least.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The knight commander obeyed in a voice trembling with fear and hurriedly withdrew from his master’s presence. He did not know when the Emperor would change his mind if he stayed longer in front of the angry Emperor.
Barca looked at Cecilio as he left and clicked his tongue slightly.
“Pathetic.”
The young Emperor returned to the throne.
A seat that was unnecessarily large and had the worst feeling to sit on. Still, as long as he sat here, everything in the world was at his feet.
…That was what he thought.
The Emperor of the Empire was the master of all things. There was nothing that would not come into his hands. However, what was the use of it all if he couldn’t get what he wanted most?
“…Chaperil.”
The Emperor gently closed his eyes.
The name that came out of his mouth sounded painful. It was a name that had been secretly buried in his heart since he was the crown prince, but the name was engraved so strongly that no one could erase it.
The flower of society. The idol of young nobles. There was something about her that was just magical. She drew everyone’s attention to her slender body yet emitted a tremendous presence just by being present.
Such a person…
It had to be he who rescued her from the Rivette tragedy.
Yet…
Barca slowly opened his eyes.
“D*mn it.”
All he saw was the empty throne room. The image engraved in his mind was nowhere to be seen. Unable to bear the reality in front of him, Barka spat out a curse. In his eyes, he saw an attendant standing in the corner of the throne room, trembling.
Since when was he there? He didn’t hear the door open. Had the attendant come in with Cecilio? And if so, why didn’t he go out?
Barca’s eyes narrowed.
“What’s the matter?”
The attendant trembled in surprise and stood in front of him, dragging both feet like an animal being led to the slaughterhouse. His legs, trembling like trees in strong wind, looked precarious, like they would break at any moment.
He was so frightened that he couldn’t even speak properly, so Barca spoke with a growl.
“You must have come in because you have something to say. Don’t tell me you stood in front of me without any business.”
The pale-faced attendant fumbled through his belongings and took out a letter. Seeing the seal stamped on it, Barca twisted his expression in displeasure.
The crest of a snake clearly stamped on the red wax.
It was the letter from the ‘dirty b*stard who stole the blood of the imperial family.’
“Grand, Grand Duke Blaim has requested an audience with His Majesty.”
A man who was born as the eldest son from the Empress’s womb, but was not recognized as the Emperor’s child, Enfrise de Blaim… why did the man suddenly ask for an audience with him?
Thanks to the man not being ‘qualified,’ Barca, who was the second prince, became Emperor so he didn’t harbor any bad feelings towards Enfrise. Regardless, he just couldn’t afford to pay attention to him right now.
“I’m sorry, but it looks like it will be difficult for a while. Tell the Grand Duke that I will notify him of a date set in the near future.”
As he waved his hands like trying to drive away a troublesome insect, the man who had been shivering as if he was about to die from the moment the Emperor saw him, lowered his head with a bright face and ran outside.
The Emperor, who was looking at the attendant’s back, lowered his posture when he thought that he was alone this time.
Barca, who sighed deeply and leaned on the backrest, murmured softly.
“Chaperil. Where the hell are you now?”
The flower of society that the Emperor of the continent was so earnestly looking for at that time…
“Wow…!”
…Was mesmerized by the feast of colors that dazzled before her eyes.
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