The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers
The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 23
...The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 23...
...Translator: Yonnee's...
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Chapter 23
Although she was exhausted, the servants urged Radis to change her soaked clothes in dry clothes. Then, she was given lemon water, and then warm milk with honey.
Then, the waiter with the cute ribbon in his hair put a wet towel on Radis' forehead. The maid had a happy expression.
When Allen came back, he was terrified when he found about ten servants crowding around Radis' bed while they supported him.
“What do you do to patients? Everyone, out!”
"We only treat patients to get back to health!"
"Does it take twelve people to do that?"
Allen drove the waiter out of the room like an angry buffalo.
And the servants wept like a flock of sparrows.
Allen turned to Radis and apologized.
"I'm so sorry I made you experience something so strange."
“What do you mean weird? It's okay with me. I guess everyone likes to take care of someone for health. ”
With a red face from fever, Radis thought.
'I don't think they hate me. What is relieved.'
When he thought so, he smiled.
Seeing Radis like this, Allen sighed inwardly.
'Rather than calling a fellow woman handsome, they couldn't understand!'
In Allen's perspective, Radis had very short hair, but she was still a beautiful girl.
Although she may look like a man because of her strong face, other women are unable to see the truth.
The servants of the mansion strangely thought this woman was handsome. They make a fuss, saying that Radis is like a handsome young lady like a prince who looks like the main character in the novel Knight Angela . It's the most popular novel right now.
Allen no longer knew what was happening.
He looked at Radis with a hint of pity, then he spoke.
"I'll get a quiet servant who will be dedicated to taking care of you."
“Designed helpers? I'm doing fine. It's just flu.”
“You do not need to feel aware when your condition is like this, Madam Radis. You just need to focus on your recovery. ”
When Allen said this, Radis could no longer resist.
He smiled and tried to shake off the awkwardness between them.
"Mr Allen."
"Yes, Miss Radis."
“Thank you very much for your attention.”
Closing the door behind him, Allen wiped his eyes with a handkerchief.
"The poor thing ..."
Under Yves Russell's orders, Allen investigates Radis' background.
On the surface, Allen was the butler of the Marquis family, but underneath, he was actually a member of the Marquis's secret information organization called 'Acroates'.
'It's a pleasure to meet the old gardener in the big house of Tilrod.'
After contact was established with a servant at Tilrod's house, it was not difficult to investigate Radis.
In particular, the old man Roto, a gardener working for the Tilrod family, seems to have a lot to say.
'I really can't stand it. His salary is as valuable as the crap on a rat's tail, but there's a lot to do. And there's this one thing there's a broken cabin that's been abandoned for a hundred years away from the mansion, yet they want me to be in charge of the broken cabin door? It has been years since I told my wife about the broken door, but what is the reason for holding me accountable for it? This is not a place for parents like me, and while crying, my wife told me to leave that place. 'The family's 'graciousness' was too much.'
With a strong glass of rum in one hand, old man Roto started wailing and babbling.
'I have seen Young Miss and Young Master grow up since they were young. But the Madam and Master treated Madam Radis strangely.'
The old gardener raised his thick hands.
'If you bite ten fingers, only the fingers will hurt, right? That's lies. If you bite your ring finger, your jaw will hurt, and the pain will go directly to your brain. Then the other fingers need to be held tightly so that the pain goes away. Poor Miss Radis is like that.'
With his fists holding silver, old man Roto tells the whole story of David Tilrod's cancellation of admission to the academy.
The young lady, who had been obedient to that terrible Mistress all along, seemed to have finally begun to rebel. Roto added that she thought Radis was pathetic, but on the other hand she felt relieved.
Hearing this, Allen thought that Radis would be a more rebellious or vengeful girl.
However, looking at Radis here now, in his eyes, she was just a poor girl who was being persecuted by her parents.
No matter how small her place in the house was, she was still a young lady from a noble family, but just by looking at the items she had brought from the house, she was still a young lady, anyone could guess what kind of treatment he received from the Tilrod family.
How could a girl his age only have worn-out men's clothes?
Moreover, she seemed to be treated so badly that she found it hard to entrust her only bag to anyone.
"Thank you very much for your attention."
Allen could feel Radis' sincerity in those words.
It was natural to worry about a sick person, but this child seemed to be very grateful about it.
After blowing his nose into his handkerchief, Allen headed elsewhere.
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"I'm really sorry about yesterday."
That night, unexpectedly, Yves Russell visited him.
Radis took his medicine and slept a lot. But still, with a high fever, he sat down and greeted her.
“It's okay. It's not your fault, Marquis. Instead, I was the one who made a big mistake.”.
“Let's start with this.”
As he gestured to the side, the waiter came with large items.
Confused, Radis only stared as they came towards him. Then a servant unscrewed a box and thrust it at him.
There are various fabrics in it.
"What's this?"
“This is a gift sent by Mrs Mariel as a sign of apology.”
Yves Russell closed his own lid, his face with a frustrated expression.
“I have no reason for yesterday. I'm just so sorry. I've caused a strange misunderstanding because I haven't explained why you were here to Madam before. But I've explained and I told him that I decided to be your guardian.
Yves Russell came closer to him.
Unlike his gloomy appearance, it smelled quite fragrant.
It was the scent of an adult man, a mixture of sweet yet bitter scents that looked like charred sugar.
“I'm sorry for making you suffer like that. It's entirely my fault.”
This is really weird.
Clearly, Radis was hurt by Mariel's words, but the hatred harbored in his heart seemed to melt away after hearing Yves Russell's apology.
Looking back, Radis was also guilty.
If he waited for Yves Russell as he asked, he would not have met Mariel. But she became impatient and went to visit him anyway, and this caused Mariel to misunderstand.
"No, I'm the one who went to see you first ..."
“I've told Mrs Mariel not to come to the mansion until she apologizes to you properly. There will be no such incident again from now on.”
From now on, he said.
'Am I still allowed to stay here?'
Radis looked at Yves Russell.
He always covered half his face with bangs and only wore black clothes as if he was an ominous crow. Therefore, Radis' only impression of him is that he is brutal and volatile, but after a few exchanges with him, he starts to think that this person is really good.
He even apologized sincerely to Radis, who had no real position in the Marquisate.
Radis asked him.
"Why ... have you gone this far for me?"
Yves Russell answered him in a friendly voice.
"You signed a contract with me, Miss Stepping Stone."
“Step... What?”
"If Prince Olivier likes you, you're nobody."
As the corner of Yves' mouth rose, he began to say bold words.
“I'll be Duke. I would do anything just to achieve this, and as someone who needed to tear down Prince Olivier's iron wall, I wouldn't have to worry about anything if I could get through that iron wall. I've got to do it. You might be a stepping stone for me, so wouldn't it be natural that I be nice to you?”
Hearing all that, Radis could only stare at him with his mouth agape.
He just thought of him as a good person. Radis felt himself to have been deceived. Worried about this, Radis felt like a fool.
'Marquis Russell is not a fool. He just wanted to make sure to invest in gambling like this. So. It's like how I think of him as my ticket to my cherry garden.'
Radis almost laughed out loud.
'In fact, it's like a gamble. Even if the cherry garden fails, it is not the fault of the cherry.'
Radis was finally able to dispel the guilt he had harbored towards Marquis Russell.
With a grin, he said.
"That's right. Gambling chips are very valuable.”
"Now we can talk."
Yves Russell grinned and extended his hand.
Radis held that hand and shouted.
"I'll be in your care, Marquis!"
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8. Is this all right?
It had been fifteen days since Radis entered the Marquisate.
"Can I really do this?"
He muttered this to himself several times a day.
In both of his lives, he considered the best bed to be a hard board bed with one blanket on it.
This was because there was no bed every time he made a conquest.
“It was horrible in the camps. I have to sleep in a hammock.”
Sleeping on a hammock made from woven vines is better than sleeping on the ground.
It should be better to sleep with one blanket on the ground, but it is difficult to withstand the cold and moisture that seeps from the bare ground.
"But it's all in the past."
