It was in the spring of the sixteenth century that I married Count Orsayne.
The eldest son, Leonhard, who was born the following year, was a child who was able to get rid of his parents' greed.
Wise and cheerful, ripe for dexterity no matter what they do. In particular, the improvement of swordsmanship was remarkable, and both my husband and father-in-law were enthusiastic about teaching.
Without being arrogant, he continued to work hard on his tunnels, and by the time he reached adulthood, he had no enemies in swordsmanship.
She has a calm personality, good care, and her second and third sons are nostalgic for Leonhard. Many of my friends always laughed at the center of the circle when they noticed.
It seemed that it was very popular with girls, so the parents did not decide the fiancée.
Fortunately, the family of Count Orsayne is wealthy, and there is no particular need to get married because of family circumstances. Beyond being an aristocrat, I had some limitations, but I wanted my sons to marry their loved ones as much as possible.
By the time I was older, it seemed that some women were dating. However, our expectation that we will soon be able to hear the report of the marriage is out of place, and we will not be able to consolidate ourselves after many years.
When my paralyzed husband decided on his fiancé, I became a little anxious.
I am not dissatisfied with the other party's daughter. He is a discreet and beautiful man, with a generous personality. And it looks like he likes Leonhardt.
Although it was a long way to call it love mediation, the two seemed to have a good relationship. So this anxiety is my anxiety. Or she told herself that she didn't want to have her son.
But it hit me with a bad hunch.
There was no longer a clumsy relationship between the two of them, and the engagement was soon dissolved.
Leonhardt insisted that he had something to do with it, but he wouldn't tell me why. The opponent is the same. He blamed himself and did not say any more reason.
My husband also regrets that he has caused great damage to the hearts of the two young men.
We decided to stop bringing the editorial to Leonhardt and watch him quietly.
After that, Leonhardt pushed into work without making a lover.
I was enrolled in the Kingsguard Knights, a flower-shaped group, and the story that it was popular with women reached the territory, but I didn't hear any rumors.
Even though rumors of lack of credibility had circulated that some noble man had seen it first, it seemed like he was still at work, and he finally rose to the position of leader of the Knights.
"He said he wasn't fit to get married."
The night after Leonhardt came back from a long time ago. That's what my husband said.
Even though he has been a little distant from us since the dissolution of the engagement, he seems to have been talking late yesterday with his husband over a glass of wine.
I was probably relieved to hear that Martin's second son, Martin, was engaged.
Leonhardt's weakness seemed to keep her husband nodding, "Is that so?" The husband was nervous that he could not find a word to hang on his wounded son.
"He said that he was missing affection, but that wasn't the case. Probably just haven't found someone to love yet.... I couldn't say for sure."
The Orsay men are basic, loving.
Other than the opponent who decided to do this, I didn't see anything else, and I poured my love deeply into it.
I hear that a man who meets his husband's great-uncle was young and preceded his fiancée and lived a lifetime of celibacy. My elder brother, who was single a few generations ago, met his loved one 60 years ago and got married the following year.
Everyone wants the only one who doesn't have the ability to change.
The same is probably true of Leonhardt.
However, I could not say that it was a bad consolation.
I mean, there's no guarantee that I'll ever meet that person. There is a chance that we won't be able to go around for the rest of our lives.
The despair after being shown hope is deeper.
I began to think that it would be better as it is now.
I have two more sons at home, and Martin gets along well with his fiancée. Kevin is studying territorial management with his husband.
You don't have to force your eldest son to marry you.
If my sons are happy, that's enough.
I thought so, but I don't know how life rolls.
Gabriela-sama, thank you for inviting me.
The nervous smiling face of Leonhardt's eldest son's fiancée.
Her Royal Highness the First Princess of the Kingdom of Nebel, Rosemary von Verfalt.
"I'm sorry I called you all of a sudden. You're surprised, aren't you?"
No, I wanted to talk to Gabriela, too.
The slightly embarrassed figure is so beautiful that even I of the same sex will fall in love with it.
One of the most noble women in the country, but a rare person without a wandering part.
He's a very wise man, and I hear he's made some impressive achievements. The gorgeous beauty similar to Her Majesty the Queen is hard to come by at first glance, but you are very easy-going. Platinum blonde with spring sunshine and blue sky eyes, a warm woman like a yang.
It's as if he collected miracles and created the shape of a human being, the daughter-in-law of his son.
To be honest, I couldn't keep up with the understanding. Joy and anxiety reign supreme.
Leonhardt must be angry that you're interrupting his time alone.
After hearing my words, your face is dyed red.
Probably, they said something close to that. It is easy to understand while being my son.
I knew immediately that Leonhardt loved Master Rosemary from the bottom of his heart.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have made such a face. Her eyes and soft expression said that she was lovely and irresistible. A smile as happy as I've ever seen it.
He had the face of a filled man he had been looking for.
I was so happy that Leonhardt met his beloved, that he unexpectedly offered his gratitude to God.
However, the opponent was too unexpected.
A young princess in a beautiful, talented year, as beautiful as the roses at the beginning of her bloom. I'm sure it'll be even more beautiful and attractive in the future. Many men will be scorched by this way and line up to gain love.
Will such a man love Leonhardt, who is fifteen years older?
And can you accept the deep and heavy love that can only be directed at one person without crushing it?
"Ahh!"
My thoughts were drowning in me, and I was drawn back to my awareness by a small voice.
Rosemary's gaze was not directed towards me, but towards the bottom of the balcony.
Leonhardt just came out of the training ground.
It is a lightweight outfit with a white shirt and trousers, but it stands out because it is long. His stretched back was sharp and sophisticated.
From Rosemary-sama's petal-like lips, heheh, his breath faded.
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