After washing, getting dressed and having a small breakfast, she
went to visit Marquis Bellmud. He was sitting up in bed, with pillows
cushioning his back.
‘Have been crying?’ he asked when he saw her face.
Matilda’s cheeks bloomed red from embarrassment. It was
shameful to have cried so much. (Zuben: ¬.¬)
‘It’s good to cry, but it is useless to keep doing it, isn’t
it?’
Matilda smiled, she was touched. It was the first time
anyone ever told her it was good to cry. Maybe
this person was someone she
could talk to about her confused mind.
She sat up and leaned on the bed,
‘I’m not good at relying and talking to others about
things.’
Bellmud smiled and said, ‘Aren’t you human?’
‘Lord Bellmud is Leann’s grandfather…’
‘You can identify people, you have as much brain as a little
dog.’ He said chuckling though his words were harsh.
‘A dog?’ she repeated tilting her head.
Did she have a wild instinct? (Zuben: Where the f is this
author going with this nonsense meandering?)
‘Humans believe what they want to believe. Animals rely on
their instincts. The former sidesteps deep thought. The latter is like a bet,
what one believes is not limited and is friendly to all. (Zuben: Some writers
really like to write shallow nonsense and dress it up as deep. But it might
speak to someone out there. Google and I are confused.)
‘It sounds like a very scholarly answer.’ (Zuben: Don’t pat
yourself on the back, dear author-sama)
Bellmud stroked Matilda’s head; he was very compassionate as
though she was one of his grandchildren.
It was still confusing.
‘I want to believe but I cannot believe because I am not
confident.’ She said in a small voice
‘It’s self defence.’
‘Self defence?’
‘You don’t want to be hurt, so the lack of confidence. It is
an excuse not to engage with others. You are rejecting reality.’
‘Eh?’ She sat up.
‘Do you think that you would like to believe in that fool
Leann, or do you already believe in him?’
It seemed like a riddle.
She put her elbows on her knees and rested her chin on her
hand, as she chewed on Lord Bellmud’s comments.
I could be said that she believed him. She believed him but
she was still anxious that the ball was going to drop and she would be left out
in the cold.
She clenched her fist unconsciously.
She was rejecting reality. In other words, she was afraid of
losing.
‘A glass figurine is beautiful from afar, but when you get
closer you might find dust all over it. The keeper is careless, it has become
dirty from neglect, and it can crack and break.’
‘Yes,’
‘A figurine can break someday.’ (Zuben: What are you getting
at, o wise one?)
‘Yes,’
‘But if one owns it, one should know how to take care of it.
So that dust doesn’t collect on it keep it in a glass box and protect it with
an invisible string,’ (Zuben: What…? What does this have to do with anything?!)
Matilda smiled at the end of his words. (Zuben: At what?)
Leandroth expended great effort to get her father to accept
his suit for her hand in marriage.
Leandroth’s actions matched his words to her. He patiently
cared for her, trying to guide her, protecting her…almost as though she was a
glass figurine he had acquired. (Zuben *sarcastic snort*)
She was stunned at this realisation. (Zuben: That you’ll
forget tomorrow…)
He treated her gently and with kindness. He always wanted
her near him.
Her face grew warm.
‘Grandfather Bell, what kind of person is Leann to you?’ she
asked.
‘Leandroth? Hmm, he goes at his own pace with an incompetent
smile on his face, but he is really rather ruthless. He rarely shows what he is
truly thinking. I’m sure the Leann Matilda knows is quite different from the
Emperor Leandroth.’
‘He is straight-forward and kind, innocent and gentle…’
Bellmud laughed, ‘Isn’t that how one treats the one they
love?’
Her face turned even more red.
‘The Leandroth you know and the Emperor; neither of them are
a lie. They are simply different sides to a person. There is no human that does
not have more than one side to them.’ Lord Bellmud said. (Zuben: She’s 26 not
12! How can she not know this by now?!)
‘Leandroth really loves you. He looks like his walking on
clouds these days. His heart is on fire.’ Bellmud said laughing.
Although, they were not related by blood, Matilda felt
Marquis Bellmud and Leandroth were similar.
‘Yesterday, Leandroth had a truly happy smile on his face…’
Bellmud said as his gaze turned to the window looking out into the distance. It
was a sunny day; the sky was vivid blue with puffy white clouds passing by. The
trees were swaying in the light breeze.
‘Grandfather Bell, would you like to become mentor to two
young boys?’
Leandroth hadn’t replied when she spoke to him about it.
(Zuben: Because you turned into a brainless watering pot) He may not have liked
the idea, but she was going to ask Marquis Bellmud anyway.
‘Mentor?’ he asked.
‘My brothers, they are ten and nine; children of my
step-mother: Ebert and Clervo.’
She felt a bit of nostalgia at the thought of them.
Hopefully, her father the king would not mind if it was
Matilda recommending the Marquis. It would be difficult to be fully welcome and
assimilate into Ice-Coreta life as the Prime Minister of Barenshiaga, but as a
retired knight, things might go better.
‘Step-mother?’
‘My mother died when I was young and father eventually
remarried her younger sister. My brothers are her children.’
‘I see,’
‘It was rather painful for me to see my mother’s memories
and influences disappear from the palace.’
She said with a sad smile. Bellmud returned the smile.
She continued, ‘I’m only suggesting it because I thought
that Grandfather may be a bit lonely.’
‘My memories of her in this place would eventually fade…
maybe sometime away would be good.’
‘If you choose to fly away, please send letters to me.’ She
said earnestly as she grabbed hold of his hand.
The Marquis burst out laughing.
‘Did I do something…?
‘No, it’s the first time encountering such an aggressive
lady.’
‘Grandfather is attractive…’
‘Shall we have a love affair behind Leandroth’s back…?’ He
said jokingly but Matilda wondered if he was a bit serious.
‘Shall we exchange love letters between Barenshiaga and
Ice-Coretta?’ she replied
The Marquis’ eyes sparkled with a strong inner light.
◇
She spent a little more time with Marquis Bellmud listening
to stories of Leandroth’s childhood. When he looked tired, she left him to rest
and went to see his attending doctor. She was informed of the Marquis’ condition;
it was nothing serious therefore could easily be corrected with medicinal teas.
Matilda put a hand on her bosom and sighed in relief, ‘Maybe
Orlatta-sama replied from heaven,’ (Zuben: ¬.¬)
The doctor laughed.
Although the laughter was calm? It made her feel
a bit uncomfortable. She could not clarify the source of discomfort. (Zuben: He
thinks you’re an idiot.)
Matilda returned to her rooms. The reception room had been
cleared for a large dining table, where her ladies-in-waiting and personal maid
were all gathered talking excitedly. The table was laden with food and pastries
of varying kinds (Zuben: There was a list)
‘These all look delicious,’ she said smiling at the ladies.
They looked like they were having fun.
Agata pointed her hand out in a deferent pose at an empty
seat near Augustina, ‘It is delicious. Please take a seat, Empress.’
She wanted to say she wasn’t Empress yet, but it would be unlucky
to keep saying that. They were only following Leandroth’s lead, so she smiled
and took her seat.
Leandroth arrived a little later.
All in all there were eight of her personal maids because
two of them were looking after the Marquis Bellmud, her ladies in waiting
except for two; who were off, Julia the Chief of Staff, and Matilda and
Leandroth.
‘Please eat well everyone.’ Leandroth said with a smile.
‘Let’s eat after prayers.’
Matilda sent thanks to the spirits of the forest.
‘Matilda, this is delicious,’ Leandroth said as he put some
boiled squid on her plate.
She ate it.
‘It is delicious.’
‘The chef cooked all this. Please let us know if you like
seafood or what you don’t like. We well tell the chef.’ Julia said with a smile
from her seat.
‘Thank you…’ Matilda replied.
‘Don’t just smile and say everything is delicious, we need
to practice giving a proper opinion on aspects of the meal. I will ask you
later, in the meantime, taste this…’ Leandroth said as he handed her another
dish.
Her eyes widened. (Zuben: Is someone’s head going to roll?)
‘Huh? What do you mean?’ she asked Leandroth who was on her
right side.
‘You’re listening to me without having to ask. It feels like
we’re a proper married couple.’ (Zuben:
You’re taking several giant leaps in
fantasy land, Leann)
That was not an answer.
‘Let’s concentrate on eating now, we’ll talk about it
properly soon.’
‘Leann…?’
I didn’t realise there was a purpose to this luncheon.
‘The meat dumplings are also delicious,’
‘Thank you, Leann, but you can’t avoid the bell peppers.’
‘So shrewd,’ (Zuben: In what land…?)
They laughed as they ate.
After the meal was finished, Leandroth began to speak as
they reached for their desert,
‘I gathered everyone here today, to commence the Empress’
Salon. I hope that we can meet like this once or twice a month. I will not be
able to attend all of them but I hope that the meeting would carry on without
me. This is a social gathering but also an important meeting to discuss the
direction the Salon is going to take.’
‘Your Majesty, what is the purpose of the Empress’ Salon?’
Julia asked.
‘I would like the salon to plan and manage the commissioning of a statue of the Beloved Empress that
would be loved by the people.’(Zuben: Is this your grand gesture, Leann? This sister is too dense for that)
Zuben: This one wasn’t too full of WTF-ery. Although it was
full of that shallow nonsense that is supposed to be profound, one sometimes comes across in manga and Japanese
light novels. I’m not saying that it occurs only in Japanese instances. I'm just saying for a while I read and watched too much Japanese entertainment.
Anyway…onwards and onwards.
Be well all x.
N.B: Comments don't show up right away because they are moderated, so make your comments if you want. If I'm not busy running around I will make sure they show as soon as possible.
thank you for the hard work
ReplyDeleteThanks for the chapter
ReplyDeleteThe side comments are hilariously true
Thanks
ReplyDeleteI don't mind your comments because they can occasionally be funny, but they're getting so much more cynical now... I mean, this isn't award winning literature. In fact, it's tecnhically the junk food of novels (along with isekai and chinese light novels).... I don't expect this to be particularly thought provoking. As long as the premise works, it semi makes sense, and has a bit of fluff and smut, well, that's all that needs to be there. Sure it can be a bit shallow, but this chapter is trying to make Matilda get a bit closer to Leann's relative, and set up the Marquis' character. It worked fine. I mean, it got a bit cliche, but honestly, what did you expect?
ReplyDelete!! o(*≧д≦)o)) My comments are 80% funny - 20% cynical frustration.
DeleteHonestly, I don't expect thought provoking. But even in candy floss, there should be nice 'flow'. Yasashii was driving me up the wall. My head was a cloud of confusion when I edited google-sensei's vomit. What can I say...? Certain expectations were not met. If I hadn't been editing on my journey to and from work, I would have bashed my head open like a pinata.
Lessons were learnt.
Thank you so much for reading all my stuff and taking time out to comment x
I agree , honestly if your commentary wasn't there, I would've thought I had stroked out a couple of times due to not knowing what was going on and or some of the passages not making much sense
DeleteI realize I'm extremely late but thanks for the translation and your hard work
S'okay, thanks for reading and taking time to comment! (。^_・)ノ I feel like I should re-read it and maybe edit it more so it makes sense, but I just can't ƪ(‾_‾)ʃ
DeleteI'm annoyed because in the beginning they said she is excellent as an Empress for Barenshiaga country. That's why people agreed with Leanddroth choice to marry her. But but but why I never saw her excellence in political affair, only just that one time but it's jumbled here and there. She doesn't fit to become an Empress if she can't understand people words properly even imagining things crazily. She will be the worst Empress who run around in her own world.
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