Chapter 16
“What are you saying I forgot?”
I really had no idea.
Could it be that the words “I don’t trust without a price” offended him?
Or was it that he was upset that Romi’s disposition was decided without even asking for his opinion?
“Why do you think you have to split your allowance?”
“yes?”
“Having so many fiancés that my money is about to rot away.”
“Huh?”
Damia’s eyes widened, but Cassian immediately turned his gaze to Romi.
“After investigating, I found that, as expected of a lowly maid, you don’t know much about the Marquis’ family. So, there’s no need for them to harm you to silence you.”
“Well, that’s a relief.”
“Your mother sent a letter to the Marquis, so your safety is practically guaranteed by the Sarkis Dukes.”
Romy nodded repeatedly, seeming even more relieved.
“So, you must not betray your fiancée under the pretext of feeling threatened.”
“I will keep that in mind. I will definitely take good care of you, young lady.”
“and…….”
Cassian stared at Romy, seemingly weighing something in his mind.
“I will give you exactly twice the amount that Drury Thoreau promised.”
“yes?!”
“Little Duke?!”
Damia and Romy shouted at the same time.
“That much, that much… isn’t necessary… but just having you take me in is, uh, enough… thank you.”
Romi’s voice trembled slightly, as if she was having a hard time holding back the greed that was surging within her.
“Don’t make me say it twice. Just because you’re cleared of the charges doesn’t mean you’re happy.”
“Then, why….”
“I just respect my fiancée’s wishes.”
Romi rolled her eyes. She seemed to think it couldn’t be done, but she couldn’t give up easily.
When I think back to Romi in her previous life, who used to sweep up gold coins like grains of sand, it wasn’t an incomprehensible reaction.
Still, I couldn’t rely on Cassian for everything.
“Your Majesty, I understand that you would do anything for me, but it is not necessary to go this far.”
Although she seemed to be trying not to show it, Romy was visibly distraught.
“I know you have so much money you could almost rot away, but wouldn’t it be good to be a little frugal? I don’t like men who lack financial sense.”
“under.”
A short laugh escaped Cassian’s lips.
“You’re the one who’s slow at calculating, Damia.”
“Why me?”
“It’s a cheap price to pay to plant someone in this mansion who will follow my every word.”
Even the mocking face was perfect, but that made it all the more annoying.
Just as he was about to ask why she was using Romi as she pleased, Cassian took a step towards Damia.
“Why are you coming?”
Instead of answering, he leaned closer to Damia.
“More than anything, my fiancée wants it….”
“…….”
“Is there any reason to save money on a limited-time basis?”
The voice that brushed past my ear was too confident to be a time-limited message.
* * *
“You were tending the garden yourself?”
“Yeah. I told you last time.”
“Of course I thought there was a separate gardener!”
There was no way a gardener could exist in a dilapidated mansion.
“Anyway, I’m glad you call this a garden.”
Damia smiled proudly, pointing to the flower beds and vegetable garden.
I’ve put a lot of work into it since I got back, but it still doesn’t look very good.
“Why did you plant so many of these?”
“Lavender, violets, sage, um… what else was there?”
“So, this is… your hobby, Miss?”
Romi looked around confused.
Unlike the nobles who were interested in gardening and landscaping, Damia was growing things that weren’t particularly pretty.
“You raised me while getting your hands dirty?”
“That’s right. I said I needed help.”
“It seems like it would be difficult to just clean the mansion because there aren’t enough maids…….”
Flowers, herbs, even unidentified wild plants. Romi’s eyes quickly rolled.
“Miss, this seems impossible… Ah, no. You saved me, so I have to do my best.”
Romi’s eyes became determined.
“Where should I start? Should I just pull out the weeds growing haphazardly over there?”
Romi, her sleeves rolled up, pointed to the purple wildflowers. Her expression was combative, as if she was about to take the enemy general’s head.
“Stop, Romi!”
A startled Damia blocked his path.
“I’m not trying to leave all this work up to you. I’m asking you to do it together!”
“Yes? Are you sure you want to continue too?”
“Yeah! And don’t ever touch that purple wildflower. It’s not a weed!”
“But if we leave it like this, it might spread out of control.”
That’s exactly what Damia wanted.
“It’s fine, so don’t worry about it. It’s okay to water it occasionally, but don’t pull it out if you happen to!”
Romi looked puzzled, but didn’t vomit.
‘Phew, thank goodness.’
Damia secretly felt relieved.
After proposing an engagement to Cassian in exchange for a cure, Damia took great care of the purple wildflower.
In fact, I didn’t have to do much with it. The purple wildflowers grew on their own like weeds.
‘Why don’t they sprout when they leave this mansion?’
And I learned one more thing I didn’t know in my past life.
That purple wildflower would wither away if touched by anyone other than Damia.
It wasn’t just seeds, it was so dry that it would crumble if touched.
I realized this by chance thanks to my father, who suddenly said he would help Damia in this life and tried to act like a good father and daughter.
‘Did Count Fabron already know?’
Shortly after their engagement, he took the mansion from Damia’s father.
The shabby viscount’s residence was given a magnificent extension and given the name of the Count Fabron’s villa.
‘I told you to help me with the gardening because I couldn’t stand seeing you just playing around.’
It was a grueling task, unbecoming of a countess-to-be. At the time, I simply assumed it was a fit of irritability, but perhaps there was another reason.
‘Because I made the cure myself.’
Although it was an unfair treatment and her body was always tired, Damia was not particularly dissatisfied at the time.
Because I wanted to find my own use in anything.
‘Thanks to your hard work back then, I was able to help Cassian a little earlier.’
If you have purple wildflowers, making a remedy is simple.
Crush the freshly picked wild grass with a wooden spoon, drop dew on the juice, and then… … .
“Miss! Is there anything else you want me to do?”
Romi’s voice broke Damia’s thoughts.
“Yeah. I come here often, so it won’t be difficult.”
“yes.”
The answer was polite, but Romi seemed daunted by gardening.
“Seriously. I’m good at growing plants.”
“Really?”
“Well then. It’s almost a miracle.”
Romi seemed half-doubting, but she wasn’t bluffing.
Damia stared blankly at her fingertips.
No matter how ambitious she was, Damia was only thirteen. Her slender body couldn’t possibly have unleashed immense stamina.
However, the reason the garden and flower beds were maintained to this extent was because the plants that Damia had touched grew incredibly well.
There was no insect eating or wilting. Even the growth rate was noticeably faster.
It was a talent I didn’t know about in my past life. Is there some secret hidden in these hands?
“In the future, we will also make and sell ointments, sachets, and oils.”
“Huh? Are you serious?”
“Yeah. It’ll take a while, but I’ll use that money to hire more servants.”
“Hmm…….”
“I’m not kidding. If it sells well, I’ll give you a cut too.”
“Really? That’s so good!”
“Yeah. Think hard about how to make it sell well. And give me your opinions.”
Romi nodded excitedly. The mention of money seemed to have a positive effect.
‘It would be nice to have just one more assistant like Romi.’
At that moment, a certain assumption flashed through Damia’s mind.
“By the way, do you have any siblings?”
“I have an older brother. He’s a bit stupid, but he’s kind. He’s a mercenary.”
Damia might have been lucky. It just happened to be exactly what she wanted.
“I need someone to help me with my work until I’m an adult. Someone who can be outspoken.”
“I’ll contact you right away!”
It was refreshing and nice. Damia smiled with satisfaction.
“Miss, the Duke’s carriage has arrived!”
But that smile quickly disappeared because of the butler who came running out of breath.
Episode 16
“What are you saying I forgot?”
I really had no idea.
Could it be that the words “I don’t trust without a price” offended him?
Or was it that he was upset that Romi’s disposition was decided without even asking for his opinion?
“Why do you think you have to split your allowance?”
“yes?”
“Having so many fiancés that my money is about to rot away.”
“Huh?”
Damia’s eyes widened, but Cassian immediately turned his gaze to Romi.
“After investigating, I found that, as expected of a lowly maid, you don’t know much about the Marquis’ family. So, there’s no need for them to harm you to silence you.”
“Well, that’s a relief.”
“Your mother sent a letter to the Marquis, so your safety is practically guaranteed by the Sarkis Dukes.”
Romy nodded repeatedly, seeming even more relieved.
“So, you must not betray your fiancée under the pretext of feeling threatened.”
“I will keep that in mind. I will definitely take good care of you, young lady.”
“and…….”
Cassian stared at Romy, seemingly weighing something in his mind.
“I will give you exactly twice the amount that Drury Thoreau promised.”
“yes?!”
“Little Duke?!”
Damia and Romy shouted at the same time.
“That much, that much… isn’t necessary… but just having you take me in is, uh, enough… thank you.”
Romi’s voice trembled slightly, as if she was having a hard time holding back the greed that was surging within her.
“Don’t make me say it twice. Just because you’re cleared of the charges doesn’t mean you’re happy.”
“Then, why….”
“I just respect my fiancée’s wishes.”
Romi rolled her eyes. She seemed to think it couldn’t be done, but she couldn’t give up easily.
When I think back to Romi in her previous life, who used to sweep up gold coins like grains of sand, it wasn’t an incomprehensible reaction.
Still, I couldn’t rely on Cassian for everything.
“Your Majesty, I understand that you would do anything for me, but it is not necessary to go this far.”
Although she seemed to be trying not to show it, Romy was visibly distraught.
“I know you have so much money you could almost rot away, but wouldn’t it be good to be a little frugal? I don’t like men who lack financial sense.”
“under.”
A short laugh escaped Cassian’s lips.
“You’re the one who’s slow at calculating, Damia.”
“Why me?”
“It’s a cheap price to pay to plant someone in this mansion who will follow my every word.”
Even the mocking face was perfect, but that made it all the more annoying.
Just as he was about to ask why she was using Romi as she pleased, Cassian took a step towards Damia.
“Why are you coming?”
Instead of answering, he leaned closer to Damia.
“More than anything, my fiancée wants it….”
“…….”
“Is there any reason to save money on a limited-time basis?”
The voice that brushed past my ear was too confident to be a time-limited message.
* * *
“You were tending the garden yourself?”
“Yeah. I told you last time.”
“Of course I thought there was a separate gardener!”
There was no way a gardener could exist in a dilapidated mansion.
“Anyway, I’m glad you call this a garden.”
Damia smiled proudly, pointing to the flower beds and vegetable garden.
I’ve put a lot of work into it since I got back, but it still doesn’t look very good.
“Why did you plant so many of these?”
“Lavender, violets, sage, um… what else was there?”
“So, this is… your hobby, Miss?”
Romi looked around confused.
Unlike the nobles who were interested in gardening and landscaping, Damia was growing things that weren’t particularly pretty.
“You raised me while getting your hands dirty?”
“That’s right. I said I needed help.”
“It seems like it would be difficult to just clean the mansion because there aren’t enough maids…….”
Flowers, herbs, even unidentified wild plants. Romi’s eyes quickly rolled.
“Miss, this seems impossible… Ah, no. You saved me, so I have to do my best.”
Romi’s eyes became determined.
“Where should I start? Should I just pull out the weeds growing haphazardly over there?”
Romi, her sleeves rolled up, pointed to the purple wildflowers. Her expression was combative, as if she was about to take the enemy general’s head.
“Stop, Romi!”
A startled Damia blocked his path.
“I’m not trying to leave all this work up to you. I’m asking you to do it together!”
“Yes? Are you sure you want to continue too?”
“Yeah! And don’t ever touch that purple wildflower. It’s not a weed!”
“But if we leave it like this, it might spread out of control.”
That’s exactly what Damia wanted.
“It’s fine, so don’t worry about it. It’s okay to water it occasionally, but don’t pull it out if you happen to!”
Romi looked puzzled, but didn’t vomit.
‘Phew, thank goodness.’
Damia secretly felt relieved.
After proposing an engagement to Cassian in exchange for a cure, Damia took great care of the purple wildflower.
In fact, I didn’t have to do much with it. The purple wildflowers grew on their own like weeds.
‘Why don’t they sprout when they leave this mansion?’
And I learned one more thing I didn’t know in my past life.
That purple wildflower would wither away if touched by anyone other than Damia.
It wasn’t just seeds, it was so dry that it would crumble if touched.
I realized this by chance thanks to my father, who suddenly said he would help Damia in this life and tried to act like a good father and daughter.
‘Did Count Fabron already know?’
Shortly after their engagement, he took the mansion from Damia’s father.
The shabby viscount’s residence was given a magnificent extension and given the name of the Count Fabron’s villa.
‘I told you to help me with the gardening because I couldn’t stand seeing you just playing around.’
It was a grueling task, unbecoming of a countess-to-be. At the time, I simply assumed it was a fit of irritability, but perhaps there was another reason.
‘Because I made the cure myself.’
Although it was an unfair treatment and her body was always tired, Damia was not particularly dissatisfied at the time.
Because I wanted to find my own use in anything.
‘Thanks to your hard work back then, I was able to help Cassian a little earlier.’
If you have purple wildflowers, making a remedy is simple.
Crush the freshly picked wild grass with a wooden spoon, drop dew on the juice, and then… … .
“Miss! Is there anything else you want me to do?”
Romi’s voice broke Damia’s thoughts.
“Yeah. I come here often, so it won’t be difficult.”
“yes.”
The answer was polite, but Romi seemed daunted by gardening.
“Seriously. I’m good at growing plants.”
“Really?”
“Well then. It’s almost a miracle.”
Romi seemed half-doubting, but she wasn’t bluffing.
Damia stared blankly at her fingertips.
No matter how ambitious she was, Damia was only thirteen. Her slender body couldn’t possibly have unleashed immense stamina.
However, the reason the garden and flower beds were maintained to this extent was because the plants that Damia had touched grew incredibly well.
There was no insect eating or wilting. Even the growth rate was noticeably faster.
It was a talent I didn’t know about in my past life. Is there some secret hidden in these hands?
“In the future, we will also make and sell ointments, sachets, and oils.”
“Huh? Are you serious?”
“Yeah. It’ll take a while, but I’ll use that money to hire more servants.”
“Hmm…….”
“I’m not kidding. If it sells well, I’ll give you a cut too.”
“Really? That’s so good!”
“Yeah. Think hard about how to make it sell well. And give me your opinions.”
Romi nodded excitedly. The mention of money seemed to have a positive effect.
‘It would be nice to have just one more assistant like Romi.’
At that moment, a certain assumption flashed through Damia’s mind.
“By the way, do you have any siblings?”
“I have an older brother. He’s a bit stupid, but he’s kind. He’s a mercenary.”
Damia might have been lucky. It just happened to be exactly what she wanted.
“I need someone to help me with my work until I’m an adult. Someone who can be outspoken.”
“I’ll contact you right away!”
It was refreshing and nice. Damia smiled with satisfaction.
“Miss, the Duke’s carriage has arrived!”
But that smile quickly disappeared because of the butler who came running out of breath.
Episode 16
“What are you saying I forgot?”
I really had no idea.
Could it be that the words “I don’t trust without a price” offended him?
Or was it that he was upset that Romi’s disposition was decided without even asking for his opinion?
“Why do you think you have to split your allowance?”
“yes?”
“Having so many fiancés that my money is about to rot away.”
“Huh?”
Damia’s eyes widened, but Cassian immediately turned his gaze to Romi.
“After investigating, I found that, as expected of a lowly maid, you don’t know much about the Marquis’ family. So, there’s no need for them to harm you to silence you.”
“Well, that’s a relief.”
“Your mother sent a letter to the Marquis, so your safety is practically guaranteed by the Sarkis Dukes.”
Romy nodded repeatedly, seeming even more relieved.
“So, you must not betray your fiancée under the pretext of feeling threatened.”
“I will keep that in mind. I will definitely take good care of you, young lady.”
“and…….”
Cassian stared at Romy, seemingly weighing something in his mind.
“I will give you exactly twice the amount that Drury Thoreau promised.”
“yes?!”
“Little Duke?!”
Damia and Romy shouted at the same time.
“That much, that much… isn’t necessary… but just having you take me in is, uh, enough… thank you.”
Romi’s voice trembled slightly, as if she was having a hard time holding back the greed that was surging within her.
“Don’t make me say it twice. Just because you’re cleared of the charges doesn’t mean you’re happy.”
“Then, why….”
“I just respect my fiancée’s wishes.”
Romi rolled her eyes. She seemed to think it couldn’t be done, but she couldn’t give up easily.
When I think back to Romi in her previous life, who used to sweep up gold coins like grains of sand, it wasn’t an incomprehensible reaction.
Still, I couldn’t rely on Cassian for everything.
“Your Majesty, I understand that you would do anything for me, but it is not necessary to go this far.”
Although she seemed to be trying not to show it, Romy was visibly distraught.
“I know you have so much money you could almost rot away, but wouldn’t it be good to be a little frugal? I don’t like men who lack financial sense.”
“under.”
A short laugh escaped Cassian’s lips.
“You’re the one who’s slow at calculating, Damia.”
“Why me?”
“It’s a cheap price to pay to plant someone in this mansion who will follow my every word.”
Even the mocking face was perfect, but that made it all the more annoying.
Just as he was about to ask why she was using Romi as she pleased, Cassian took a step towards Damia.
“Why are you coming?”
Instead of answering, he leaned closer to Damia.
“More than anything, my fiancée wants it….”
“…….”
“Is there any reason to save money on a limited-time basis?”
The voice that brushed past my ear was too confident to be a time-limited message.
* * *
“You were tending the garden yourself?”
“Yeah. I told you last time.”
“Of course I thought there was a separate gardener!”
There was no way a gardener could exist in a dilapidated mansion.
“Anyway, I’m glad you call this a garden.”
Damia smiled proudly, pointing to the flower beds and vegetable garden.
I’ve put a lot of work into it since I got back, but it still doesn’t look very good.
“Why did you plant so many of these?”
“Lavender, violets, sage, um… what else was there?”
“So, this is… your hobby, Miss?”
Romi looked around confused.
Unlike the nobles who were interested in gardening and landscaping, Damia was growing things that weren’t particularly pretty.
“You raised me while getting your hands dirty?”
“That’s right. I said I needed help.”
“It seems like it would be difficult to just clean the mansion because there aren’t enough maids…….”
Flowers, herbs, even unidentified wild plants. Romi’s eyes quickly rolled.
“Miss, this seems impossible… Ah, no. You saved me, so I have to do my best.”
Romi’s eyes became determined.
“Where should I start? Should I just pull out the weeds growing haphazardly over there?”
Romi, her sleeves rolled up, pointed to the purple wildflowers. Her expression was combative, as if she was about to take the enemy general’s head.
“Stop, Romi!”
A startled Damia blocked his path.
“I’m not trying to leave all this work up to you. I’m asking you to do it together!”
“Yes? Are you sure you want to continue too?”
“Yeah! And don’t ever touch that purple wildflower. It’s not a weed!”
“But if we leave it like this, it might spread out of control.”
That’s exactly what Damia wanted.
“It’s fine, so don’t worry about it. It’s okay to water it occasionally, but don’t pull it out if you happen to!”
Romi looked puzzled, but didn’t vomit.
‘Phew, thank goodness.’
Damia secretly felt relieved.
After proposing an engagement to Cassian in exchange for a cure, Damia took great care of the purple wildflower.
In fact, I didn’t have to do much with it. The purple wildflowers grew on their own like weeds.
‘Why don’t they sprout when they leave this mansion?’
And I learned one more thing I didn’t know in my past life.
That purple wildflower would wither away if touched by anyone other than Damia.
It wasn’t just seeds, it was so dry that it would crumble if touched.
I realized this by chance thanks to my father, who suddenly said he would help Damia in this life and tried to act like a good father and daughter.
‘Did Count Fabron already know?’
Shortly after their engagement, he took the mansion from Damia’s father.
The shabby viscount’s residence was given a magnificent extension and given the name of the Count Fabron’s villa.
‘I told you to help me with the gardening because I couldn’t stand seeing you just playing around.’
It was a grueling task, unbecoming of a countess-to-be. At the time, I simply assumed it was a fit of irritability, but perhaps there was another reason.
‘Because I made the cure myself.’
Although it was an unfair treatment and her body was always tired, Damia was not particularly dissatisfied at the time.
Because I wanted to find my own use in anything.
‘Thanks to your hard work back then, I was able to help Cassian a little earlier.’
If you have purple wildflowers, making a remedy is simple.
Crush the freshly picked wild grass with a wooden spoon, drop dew on the juice, and then… … .
“Miss! Is there anything else you want me to do?”
Romi’s voice broke Damia’s thoughts.
“Yeah. I come here often, so it won’t be difficult.”
“yes.”
The answer was polite, but Romi seemed daunted by gardening.
“Seriously. I’m good at growing plants.”
“Really?”
“Well then. It’s almost a miracle.”
Romi seemed half-doubting, but she wasn’t bluffing.
Damia stared blankly at her fingertips.
No matter how ambitious she was, Damia was only thirteen. Her slender body couldn’t possibly have unleashed immense stamina.
However, the reason the garden and flower beds were maintained to this extent was because the plants that Damia had touched grew incredibly well.
There was no insect eating or wilting. Even the growth rate was noticeably faster.
It was a talent I didn’t know about in my past life. Is there some secret hidden in these hands?
“In the future, we will also make and sell ointments, sachets, and oils.”
“Huh? Are you serious?”
“Yeah. It’ll take a while, but I’ll use that money to hire more servants.”
“Hmm…….”
“I’m not kidding. If it sells well, I’ll give you a cut too.”
“Really? That’s so good!”
“Yeah. Think hard about how to make it sell well. And give me your opinions.”
Romi nodded excitedly. The mention of money seemed to have a positive effect.
‘It would be nice to have just one more assistant like Romi.’
At that moment, a certain assumption flashed through Damia’s mind.
“By the way, do you have any siblings?”
“I have an older brother. He’s a bit stupid, but he’s kind. He’s a mercenary.”
Damia might have been lucky. It just happened to be exactly what she wanted.
“I need someone to help me with my work until I’m an adult. Someone who can be outspoken.”
“I’ll contact you right away!”
It was refreshing and nice. Damia smiled with satisfaction.
“Miss, the Duke’s carriage has arrived!”
But that smile quickly disappeared because of the butler who came running out of breath.
Episode 16
“What are you saying I forgot?”
I really had no idea.
Could it be that the words “I don’t trust without a price” offended him?
Or was it that he was upset that Romi’s disposition was decided without even asking for his opinion?
“Why do you think you have to split your allowance?”
“yes?”
“Having so many fiancés that my money is about to rot away.”
“Huh?”
Damia’s eyes widened, but Cassian immediately turned his gaze to Romi.
“After investigating, I found that, as expected of a lowly maid, you don’t know much about the Marquis’ family. So, there’s no need for them to harm you to silence you.”
“Well, that’s a relief.”
“Your mother sent a letter to the Marquis, so your safety is practically guaranteed by the Sarkis Dukes.”
Romy nodded repeatedly, seeming even more relieved.
“So, you must not betray your fiancée under the pretext of feeling threatened.”
“I will keep that in mind. I will definitely take good care of you, young lady.”
“and…….”
Cassian stared at Romy, seemingly weighing something in his mind.
“I will give you exactly twice the amount that Drury Thoreau promised.”
“yes?!”
“Little Duke?!”
Damia and Romy shouted at the same time.
“That much, that much… isn’t necessary… but just having you take me in is, uh, enough… thank you.”
Romi’s voice trembled slightly, as if she was having a hard time holding back the greed that was surging within her.
“Don’t make me say it twice. Just because you’re cleared of the charges doesn’t mean you’re happy.”
“Then, why….”
“I just respect my fiancée’s wishes.”
Romi rolled her eyes. She seemed to think it couldn’t be done, but she couldn’t give up easily.
When I think back to Romi in her previous life, who used to sweep up gold coins like grains of sand, it wasn’t an incomprehensible reaction.
Still, I couldn’t rely on Cassian for everything.
“Your Majesty, I understand that you would do anything for me, but it is not necessary to go this far.”
Although she seemed to be trying not to show it, Romy was visibly distraught.
“I know you have so much money you could almost rot away, but wouldn’t it be good to be a little frugal? I don’t like men who lack financial sense.”
“under.”
A short laugh escaped Cassian’s lips.
“You’re the one who’s slow at calculating, Damia.”
“Why me?”
“It’s a cheap price to pay to plant someone in this mansion who will follow my every word.”
Even the mocking face was perfect, but that made it all the more annoying.
Just as he was about to ask why she was using Romi as she pleased, Cassian took a step towards Damia.
“Why are you coming?”
Instead of answering, he leaned closer to Damia.
“More than anything, my fiancée wants it….”
“…….”
“Is there any reason to save money on a limited-time basis?”
The voice that brushed past my ear was too confident to be a time-limited message.
* * *
“You were tending the garden yourself?”
“Yeah. I told you last time.”
“Of course I thought there was a separate gardener!”
There was no way a gardener could exist in a dilapidated mansion.
“Anyway, I’m glad you call this a garden.”
Damia smiled proudly, pointing to the flower beds and vegetable garden.
I’ve put a lot of work into it since I got back, but it still doesn’t look very good.
“Why did you plant so many of these?”
“Lavender, violets, sage, um… what else was there?”
“So, this is… your hobby, Miss?”
Romi looked around confused.
Unlike the nobles who were interested in gardening and landscaping, Damia was growing things that weren’t particularly pretty.
“You raised me while getting your hands dirty?”
“That’s right. I said I needed help.”
“It seems like it would be difficult to just clean the mansion because there aren’t enough maids…….”
Flowers, herbs, even unidentified wild plants. Romi’s eyes quickly rolled.
“Miss, this seems impossible… Ah, no. You saved me, so I have to do my best.”
Romi’s eyes became determined.
“Where should I start? Should I just pull out the weeds growing haphazardly over there?”
Romi, her sleeves rolled up, pointed to the purple wildflowers. Her expression was combative, as if she was about to take the enemy general’s head.
“Stop, Romi!”
A startled Damia blocked his path.
“I’m not trying to leave all this work up to you. I’m asking you to do it together!”
“Yes? Are you sure you want to continue too?”
“Yeah! And don’t ever touch that purple wildflower. It’s not a weed!”
“But if we leave it like this, it might spread out of control.”
That’s exactly what Damia wanted.
“It’s fine, so don’t worry about it. It’s okay to water it occasionally, but don’t pull it out if you happen to!”
Romi looked puzzled, but didn’t vomit.
‘Phew, thank goodness.’
Damia secretly felt relieved.
After proposing an engagement to Cassian in exchange for a cure, Damia took great care of the purple wildflower.
In fact, I didn’t have to do much with it. The purple wildflowers grew on their own like weeds.
‘Why don’t they sprout when they leave this mansion?’
And I learned one more thing I didn’t know in my past life.
That purple wildflower would wither away if touched by anyone other than Damia.
It wasn’t just seeds, it was so dry that it would crumble if touched.
I realized this by chance thanks to my father, who suddenly said he would help Damia in this life and tried to act like a good father and daughter.
‘Did Count Fabron already know?’
Shortly after their engagement, he took the mansion from Damia’s father.
The shabby viscount’s residence was given a magnificent extension and given the name of the Count Fabron’s villa.
‘I told you to help me with the gardening because I couldn’t stand seeing you just playing around.’
It was a grueling task, unbecoming of a countess-to-be. At the time, I simply assumed it was a fit of irritability, but perhaps there was another reason.
‘Because I made the cure myself.’
Although it was an unfair treatment and her body was always tired, Damia was not particularly dissatisfied at the time.
Because I wanted to find my own use in anything.
‘Thanks to your hard work back then, I was able to help Cassian a little earlier.’
If you have purple wildflowers, making a remedy is simple.
Crush the freshly picked wild grass with a wooden spoon, drop dew on the juice, and then… … .
“Miss! Is there anything else you want me to do?”
Romi’s voice broke Damia’s thoughts.
“Yeah. I come here often, so it won’t be difficult.”
“yes.”
The answer was polite, but Romi seemed daunted by gardening.
“Seriously. I’m good at growing plants.”
“Really?”
“Well then. It’s almost a miracle.”
Romi seemed half-doubting, but she wasn’t bluffing.
Damia stared blankly at her fingertips.
No matter how ambitious she was, Damia was only thirteen. Her slender body couldn’t possibly have unleashed immense stamina.
However, the reason the garden and flower beds were maintained to this extent was because the plants that Damia had touched grew incredibly well.
There was no insect eating or wilting. Even the growth rate was noticeably faster.
It was a talent I didn’t know about in my past life. Is there some secret hidden in these hands?
“In the future, we will also make and sell ointments, sachets, and oils.”
“Huh? Are you serious?”
“Yeah. It’ll take a while, but I’ll use that money to hire more servants.”
“Hmm…….”
“I’m not kidding. If it sells well, I’ll give you a cut too.”
“Really? That’s so good!”
“Yeah. Think hard about how to make it sell well. And give me your opinions.”
Romi nodded excitedly. The mention of money seemed to have a positive effect.
‘It would be nice to have just one more assistant like Romi.’
At that moment, a certain assumption flashed through Damia’s mind.
“By the way, do you have any siblings?”
“I have an older brother. He’s a bit stupid, but he’s kind. He’s a mercenary.”
Damia might have been lucky. It just happened to be exactly what she wanted.
“I need someone to help me with my work until I’m an adult. Someone who can be outspoken.”
“I’ll contact you right away!”
It was refreshing and nice. Damia smiled with satisfaction.
“Miss, the Duke’s carriage has arrived!”
But that smile quickly disappeared because of the butler who came running out of breath.
