“Hello. It’s been a long time, My Lady.”
“How are you…?”
Kuhn spoke in his usual composed manner, but Mirabelle was not calm at all. After parting from the Crown Prince’s palace, she had wondered when they would see each other again.
And now he was suddenly in front of her, asking to be an employee of Blaise’s mansion. She had long imagined her reunion with him, but she never thought it would be like this.
Mirabelle stood frozen, and Kuhn quickly walked forward in her direction. There was no reason for him to come close so suddenly, and as their distance gradually narrowed, Mirabelle forgot how to breath.
“…Heub!“
He completely passed by her and closed the door to the drawing room.
Kkiiigeu–
Kuhn needed to keep their conversation from leaking out. There was only one reason he was here—To capture the unknown power that infiltrated Blaise’s mansion and bring them to Carlisle. It was better to exercise caution, even if there was no sign of other people in the vicinity.
It was only then did Mirabelle realize that Kuhn approached her to close the door. However, just being near to him caused a flush to suffuse her face.
“Are you here because I asked to see you again?”
“Yes.”
It was a lie. He wouldn’t have appeared in front of her again if it weren’t for Carlisle’s order.
“Thank you. Is your last injury healed?”
“I’m fine now.”
Kuhn’s reply was short, and Mirabelle didn’t know how to further the conversation at this unexpected meeting. She had painted this scene countless times in her head, but now her mind was blank, and she was anxious that he would leave again now that he kept his promise.
“The…”
Mirabelle’s eyes turned back to Kuhn as he spoke in a soft voice.
“The injury made it harder for me to move my body the way I used to.”
“What was wrong?”
“I was seen by the doctor, but I was told that full recovery would not be possible.”
“Oh…”
Mirabelle’s expression turned sad. However, everything Kuhn was saying was a lie. It’s purpose was to get him employed at the mansion.
“So now I’m going to live a normal life.”
“So you’re…?”
“Yes. I’m here to keep my promise with the Young Lady and get a job.”
Mirabelle’s eyes widened. She had worried that Kuhn would leave her again. The pair silently stared at each other when—
Ttog ttogeu.
There was a knock on the drawing room door, and the butler Michael stepped in.
“My Lady, is the interview—”
Michael stopped speaking when he sensed the strange atmosphere in the room. He stared at the two people inside. Mirabelle glanced over at the butler who had just walked in, then turned right back to Kuhn. A strong sense of will burned in her eyes.
“Butler.”
“Yes.”
“I’ve decided to hire him for our house.”
“What?”
Michael’s mouth dropped open. So far, all the employment contracts had been made after he and Mirabelle consulted with each other. She had never made the decision by herself before, and moreover, they already had all the necessary personnel. Mirabelle looked towards Kuhn as she spoke.
“Don’t go anywhere else…I’d like you to work here at Blaise mansion.”
Kuhn had not even presented a fake resume. He had gain Mirabelle’s permission far quicker than he expected, and he gave her a bow.
“If that is what you desire.”
*
*
*
Elena’s wedding planning had already been disrupted once, and she was rushed off her feet more than ever. She declined to make deals with the shops that abruptly cancelled their contracts, and busied herself finding replacements.
And finally, the preparations were all complete. All she had to do was supervise it until her wedding day and hand over management of Blaise mansion to Mirabelle. After not seeing Mirabelle for some time, Elena managed to locate her sister.
“Mira…!”
Just as Elena was about to call out to her, someone else caught her eye. Someone standing behind Mirabelle’s back.
‘…Sir Kasha?’
She narrowed her eyes, and saw the man standing behind her was undoubtedly Kuhn. Elena had not been informed of anything, and with her expression hardened, she hurried towards Mirabelle.
“Ah, sister!”
Mirabelle noticed Elena’s approach and greeted her, but Elena’s fierce look did not go away easily.
“That person behind you…who is it?”
Elena spoke as if she didn’t know, Mirabelle quickly gestured to Kuhn.
“Oh, you haven’t met him yet, have you? This is a new employee.”
Mirabelle seemed excessively polite towards someone that was a servant. Elena stared at Kuhn suspiciously, but realized that he had concealed his identity to infiltrated Blaise’s mansion. Kuhn had disguised himself as a servant in the south before. Still, Elena looked on in disapproval, but he turned towards her and bowed.
“My name is Kuhn Kasha.”
His acting was so convincing that he almost felt like a complete stranger. She wasn’t pleased that he was inside Blaise’s mansion, but she gave a nod as she couldn’t bring it up in front of Mirabelle.
“I see.”
Mirabelle, however, sensed the stiffness in the atmosphere.
“This is my sister. She will marry the Crown Prince soon and become crown princess.”
“Is that so? Congratulations.”
There was not a flicker of familiarity in his face. Elena had known infiltration was his specialty, but she hadn’t realized it was to this extent. She had thought he was merely a taciturn person, but now she realized he was an expert in hiding his emotions.
She still didn’t know the reason for Kuhn’s presence, and gave him a wary look. Her ultimate goal was to protect her family, and Mirabelle was the one she wanted to protect the most. She was not content to have an assassin wander around Mirabelle.
“What are you doing here, Mirabelle? I finally have some downtime and I want to spend it with you.”
“Ah, really?”
“Yes. Shall we have a cup of tea in the garden?”
“I’d love that. I’ll have Mary prepare the tea.”
“I have some rare tea gifted to me as congratulations for the wedding. I’ve never had it before, so please join me.”
“Oh, that sounds wonderful! Then I’ll go to Mary and…”
Mirabelle hesitated and stared at Kuhn, worried about leaving him alone. However, Elena responded quicker. She urgently needed to send Mirabelle away for awhile so she could talk to Kuhn alone.
“Alright, go see Mary now. I’ll be waiting here.”
“Ah…alright.”
Mirabelle was forced to nod. She was worried about leaving Kuhn and Elena alone together, but she knew Elena wouldn’t bother the servants unnecessarily. Now that Kuhn was employed at Blaise anyway, he had to get acquainted with the rest of the family members. After a brief pause, Mirabelle turned away. She decided the sooner she left, the sooner she could go back.
“I’ll be back in a minute, so wait here!”
Mirabelle broke into a run, but because of her physical condition it was about the same speed as the average person’s walk. After Mirabelle disappeared from view, Elena addressed Kuhn in a low voice.
“What’s going on here?”
“My apologies. I would have reported it to you in advance, but I’ve been so busy since I started working here.”
“Who’s been working you like that?”
“The young lady.”
Kuhn spoke calmly, but Elena couldn’t help but look on wonderingly. Mirabelle usually did not keep a servant near her. Furthermore, how could she make Kuhn work that much?
Leaving aside the things that she did not understand, Elena turned towards the real question. Mirabelle and Mary would be back soon, but there was something she needed to know.
“Hello. It’s been a long time, My Lady.”
“How are you…?”
Kuhn spoke in his usual composed manner, but Mirabelle was not calm at all. After parting from the Crown Prince’s palace, she had wondered when they would see each other again.
And now he was suddenly in front of her, asking to be an employee of Blaise’s mansion. She had long imagined her reunion with him, but she never thought it would be like this.
Mirabelle stood frozen, and Kuhn quickly walked forward in her direction. There was no reason for him to come close so suddenly, and as their distance gradually narrowed, Mirabelle forgot how to breath.
“…Heub!“
He completely passed by her and closed the door to the drawing room.
Kkiiigeu–
Kuhn needed to keep their conversation from leaking out. There was only one reason he was here—To capture the unknown power that infiltrated Blaise’s mansion and bring them to Carlisle. It was better to exercise caution, even if there was no sign of other people in the vicinity.
It was only then did Mirabelle realize that Kuhn approached her to close the door. However, just being near to him caused a flush to suffuse her face.
“Are you here because I asked to see you again?”
“Yes.”
It was a lie. He wouldn’t have appeared in front of her again if it weren’t for Carlisle’s order.
“Thank you. Is your last injury healed?”
“I’m fine now.”
Kuhn’s reply was short, and Mirabelle didn’t know how to further the conversation at this unexpected meeting. She had painted this scene countless times in her head, but now her mind was blank, and she was anxious that he would leave again now that he kept his promise.
“The…”
Mirabelle’s eyes turned back to Kuhn as he spoke in a soft voice.
“The injury made it harder for me to move my body the way I used to.”
“What was wrong?”
“I was seen by the doctor, but I was told that full recovery would not be possible.”
“Oh…”
Mirabelle’s expression turned sad. However, everything Kuhn was saying was a lie. It’s purpose was to get him employed at the mansion.
“So now I’m going to live a normal life.”
“So you’re…?”
“Yes. I’m here to keep my promise with the Young Lady and get a job.”
Mirabelle’s eyes widened. She had worried that Kuhn would leave her again. The pair silently stared at each other when—
Ttog ttogeu.
There was a knock on the drawing room door, and the butler Michael stepped in.
“My Lady, is the interview—”
Michael stopped speaking when he sensed the strange atmosphere in the room. He stared at the two people inside. Mirabelle glanced over at the butler who had just walked in, then turned right back to Kuhn. A strong sense of will burned in her eyes.
“Butler.”
“Yes.”
“I’ve decided to hire him for our house.”
“What?”
Michael’s mouth dropped open. So far, all the employment contracts had been made after he and Mirabelle consulted with each other. She had never made the decision by herself before, and moreover, they already had all the necessary personnel. Mirabelle looked towards Kuhn as she spoke.
“Don’t go anywhere else…I’d like you to work here at Blaise mansion.”
Kuhn had not even presented a fake resume. He had gain Mirabelle’s permission far quicker than he expected, and he gave her a bow.
“If that is what you desire.”
*
*
*
Elena’s wedding planning had already been disrupted once, and she was rushed off her feet more than ever. She declined to make deals with the shops that abruptly cancelled their contracts, and busied herself finding replacements.
And finally, the preparations were all complete. All she had to do was supervise it until her wedding day and hand over management of Blaise mansion to Mirabelle. After not seeing Mirabelle for some time, Elena managed to locate her sister.
“Mira…!”
Just as Elena was about to call out to her, someone else caught her eye. Someone standing behind Mirabelle’s back.
‘…Sir Kasha?’
She narrowed her eyes, and saw the man standing behind her was undoubtedly Kuhn. Elena had not been informed of anything, and with her expression hardened, she hurried towards Mirabelle.
“Ah, sister!”
Mirabelle noticed Elena’s approach and greeted her, but Elena’s fierce look did not go away easily.
“That person behind you…who is it?”
Elena spoke as if she didn’t know, Mirabelle quickly gestured to Kuhn.
“Oh, you haven’t met him yet, have you? This is a new employee.”
Mirabelle seemed excessively polite towards someone that was a servant. Elena stared at Kuhn suspiciously, but realized that he had concealed his identity to infiltrated Blaise’s mansion. Kuhn had disguised himself as a servant in the south before. Still, Elena looked on in disapproval, but he turned towards her and bowed.
“My name is Kuhn Kasha.”
His acting was so convincing that he almost felt like a complete stranger. She wasn’t pleased that he was inside Blaise’s mansion, but she gave a nod as she couldn’t bring it up in front of Mirabelle.
“I see.”
Mirabelle, however, sensed the stiffness in the atmosphere.
“This is my sister. She will marry the Crown Prince soon and become crown princess.”
“Is that so? Congratulations.”
There was not a flicker of familiarity in his face. Elena had known infiltration was his specialty, but she hadn’t realized it was to this extent. She had thought he was merely a taciturn person, but now she realized he was an expert in hiding his emotions.
She still didn’t know the reason for Kuhn’s presence, and gave him a wary look. Her ultimate goal was to protect her family, and Mirabelle was the one she wanted to protect the most. She was not content to have an assassin wander around Mirabelle.
“What are you doing here, Mirabelle? I finally have some downtime and I want to spend it with you.”
“Ah, really?”
“Yes. Shall we have a cup of tea in the garden?”
“I’d love that. I’ll have Mary prepare the tea.”
“I have some rare tea gifted to me as congratulations for the wedding. I’ve never had it before, so please join me.”
“Oh, that sounds wonderful! Then I’ll go to Mary and…”
Mirabelle hesitated and stared at Kuhn, worried about leaving him alone. However, Elena responded quicker. She urgently needed to send Mirabelle away for awhile so she could talk to Kuhn alone.
“Alright, go see Mary now. I’ll be waiting here.”
“Ah…alright.”
Mirabelle was forced to nod. She was worried about leaving Kuhn and Elena alone together, but she knew Elena wouldn’t bother the servants unnecessarily. Now that Kuhn was employed at Blaise anyway, he had to get acquainted with the rest of the family members. After a brief pause, Mirabelle turned away. She decided the sooner she left, the sooner she could go back.
“I’ll be back in a minute, so wait here!”
Mirabelle broke into a run, but because of her physical condition it was about the same speed as the average person’s walk. After Mirabelle disappeared from view, Elena addressed Kuhn in a low voice.
“What’s going on here?”
“My apologies. I would have reported it to you in advance, but I’ve been so busy since I started working here.”
“Who’s been working you like that?”
“The young lady.”
Kuhn spoke calmly, but Elena couldn’t help but look on wonderingly. Mirabelle usually did not keep a servant near her. Furthermore, how could she make Kuhn work that much?
Leaving aside the things that she did not understand, Elena turned towards the real question. Mirabelle and Mary would be back soon, but there was something she needed to know.
