I followed Lucian to his office. He had yet to hire an official aide, so he was using the office alone.
âBut is there something I can even help you with, Brother?â
Iâve never learned anything about work here. I did many things before my transmigration, but itâs different here.
Lucian smiled brightly as a response.
Ah, is this what healing feels like?
Just looking at his smile made everything cozy, as if everything would be alright.
âAll you have to do is sit there and sort invitations.â
âOkay, I got it.â
I nodded seriously with a firm expression. Amber always sorted through my invitations first before showing them to me.
Because of the influence that the Duchy had, invitations always piled up like mountains.
Among the invitations that Amber would give me, theyâd already been picked through.
In other words, Iâd be doing Amberâs work.
But there would be more invitations for the Duke, right?
Because his ascension to the Dukeâs post hadnât been officially announced yet, Lucian must be receiving more invitations as the Dukeâs successor.
I sat right next to Lucianâs desk, but really, it looked like we were sitting behind the same desk with two chairs.
From this side, I could see how the Dukeâs office was a space that showed a long history.
Well, apart from the door that was recently broken down.
The newly fitted door was colorful and tasteful, but it didnât have much of the same antique atmosphere to it compared to the rest.
I heard that the desk that only the Duke could use was made a long time ago with wood from a kind of tree that no longer existed.
The subtle varnish over the wood made it look alive in a wonderful way, so over time, it looked even more elegant.
Behind the large desk was a bookshelf that went all the way up to the ceiling.
There was an arched window between the desks, so while sitting there and looking over documents, the passage of time could be felt through the sunlight filtering in right over my head.
It looked like our shoulders would touch if I moved, so I focused on carefully classifying the invitations in front of me.
The sound of Lucianâs pen moving echoed beautifully inside the office.
First, I sorted the invitations that aimed to celebrate Lucianâs ascension to the Dukeâs position and I placed them on a silver tray.
Lucian praised me even though Iâve done only one. The documents piled up next to him look even more amazing.
With a smile that was more like a pout, I replied.
âDonât be so surprised. Iâm actually an incredibly competent person.â
âYes, I know that very well.â
What do you mean you know?
Are you going to keep smiling like that?
Since a while ago, he had been smiling every time he looked at me. His golden irises, revealed through his curved eyes, were like crescent moons.
Haa, how kind.
How sexy!
At the end of the day, he looked sensual no matter what expression he made.
He was like that even when he was expressionless, but he looked even sexier whenever he smiled.
I smiled broadly as I inwardly shouted âMilky white Lucian!âš His appearance right now was a regretful male lead, but his personality was a kind, friendly male lead.
Did I really succeed?
I tried to change the keywords, but itâs not like I could change someoneâs personality.
I just started with a vague mindset to change the keywords, but I never imagined that he would change so much that heâd become affectionate.
Glancing sideways towards him, I found Noahâs name on the invitation envelope.
Now that I think of it, didnât he come together with Noah the other day?
Whatâs going on between these two?
Right. Iâm going to have to check the information I have.
I was curious about Noahâs letter, but I just gulped and categorized it as level 1 priority.
Letters in the level 1 priority were letters that must be checked right away.
As work went on, time passed by faster than I expected. It was already afternoon.
Maybe itâs because I was with Lucian that I was happy to work. Itâs been a while since I felt this relaxed.
Somehow, I felt anxious about the day ending.
âBrother, would you like a cup of tea? You also need to take breaks in between. You canât overwork yourself.â
Lucian, who was focusing on a document, raised his head.
Whenever I saw his expressionless face light up once he turned his gaze towards me, my chest felt ticklish.
With his lips drawn in a soft curve, a nice, low-pitched voice flowed out of his lips.
At the picturesque scene before me, I stared as though Iâd been possessed.
âRay, I want to eat grapes.â
At that, my eyes widened. It was very rare for him to say that he wanted to eat something.
âIâll be quick then. Iâll get a lot of grapes myself and bring them to you.â
Motivated in an instant, I jumped up from my seat. I rushed out of the office and headed straight to the kitchen.
I met Amber on the way to the kitchen. I had sent her on an errand earlier.
âMilady, I couldnât find all the books you wanted, but I was able to purchase two books.â
âReally?â
âYes, I left them in your room. Should I bring them to you?â
âHmâŚâ
I was almost sorting through the invitations, but I should read them later after drinking tea with Lucian.
âNo, Iâll read them later so you donât have to bring them.â
âI understand. Where are you going, Milady?â
âHuh? Oh, Iâm going to get some tea and grapes.â
Amber jumped at what I said.
âWhy must you get them yourself? Please wait, Iâll take them to the office.â
âHehe, alright. Oh! You have to bring really ripe grapes. Brother said he wants to eat them.â
Amber was one of the people who knew how extremely devoted I was to Lucian.
As if she already knew it well, Amber nodded and quickly went on her way.
No matter how well I could move, I wouldnât be able to keep up with Amber.
Eventually, I returned to the office empty-handed, but the door was slightly ajar.
Huh? I definitely closed it properly.
I hovered by the door out of curiosity and listened in. At that time, the voice of the Duke could be heard from inside.
âYou left the categorization of invitations to Ray.â
âIs there a problem with that?â
Lucian replied with a cold voice that was clearly different from what I heard from him.
âDoes Ray know? The only woman who sorts through invitations is the Duchess.â
No matter how well I had studied etiquette, culture, and the lifestyle of aristocrats, I wasnât born one, so I didnât know a lot of stuff.
In the first place, the habits I gained while living in modern times couldnât be shaken off easily.
I listened to something I was learning for the first time.
Lucian scoffed at the Dukeâs words instead of answering him. I was a little surprised by this as it was something he never did in front of me.
However, the Duke seemed to be familiar enough with his attitude and just continued speaking.
âJust what is it that you want?â
The Duke, who hadnât come out of the office for a while, had a heavy voice.
Lucian seemed to have risen from his seat after the brief silence. I was flustered for a moment because the sound of footsteps seemed to be getting close to me.
My cheeks burned profusely as I realized that I looked exactly as I was doingâeavesdropping.
I tried to get away in a hurry, but the door opened first. Then, a long arm reached out to grab my wrist.
âWhat are you doing here, Ray?â
âNo, Brother. Itâs just, umâŚâ
Of course, people were bound to be at a loss for words when they were taken aback. I couldnât even come up with a good enough excuse.
Following him, we entered the office.
And half behind Lucian, I faced the Duke.
âFather.â
âYes, my daughter.â
It was my first time seeing him again after that day, so I felt awkward for no reason.
The Duke looked at me with a benign expression, but as if hiding me from him, Lucian covered me with his body. Then, he spoke in a low voice.
âWhat I want⌠You still donât know?â
When hearing about a question I didnât know about, I could only widen my eyes. Lucian smiled as he gently swept down my hair.
The Duke looked at us both and smiled in vain.
âThatâs right⌠I couldnât help but know.â
Somehow, the Dukeâs expression seemed to say that he could no longer control Lucian. It was both a dejected yet relieved expression.
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After the Duke left, Lucian looked towards Rachel, who was in his arms. If he could tame her little by little like this, she wouldnât be able to leave the Duchy at all, right?
Rachel must have heard what his father said. That what she was doing was something only the Duchess did.
Would she realize what this meant?
She was smart and wise, but she sometimes showed a tactless, naĂŻve side to her.
For one, strangely enough, she seemed to think that he and Noah were entangled.
He still wondered why she thought this, but Lucian didnât want to care about it.
He didnât have enough time to spend with Rachel as it was, so why should he care about that?
âBrother, Amber will bring the tea. And I asked her to bring very ripe grapes.â
Look at this now.
He was sure that she heard it all, but she didnât even show any signs of curiosity about it.
Whenever he saw her acting like this, as if it had nothing to do with her, Lucianâs stomach would be in knots.
Sometimes, it felt like whenever she looked at him, it felt like there was someone else she was seeing.
And Rachel, who looked at him like that, felt like an apparition.
As if she wouldnât be here for long, just like that.
At the sudden thought, Lucian embraced Rachel even more tightly.
âAre you tired? Would you like to rest?â
âRay.â
âWhat is it?â
âNowâŚâ
Lucianâs throat felt tight for a moment, thinking that he could finally say this.
âI can put you on my schedule now. Iâm sorry it took so long.â
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š âMilky whiteâ is something that fans say to their biases/the idols they like to compliment their skin (Koreans value fair complexions).