The Noble Lady of the Sinking Ship, Disguising her Young Brother as her Son, Stubbornly Survives in the Neighboring Country! – Chapter 24

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟒: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬’𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

The Marchioness’s statement

Returning to the Marchioness, I reported that Lord Montyver had gone home.

“He left quietly, didn’t he?”

“Well, yes. . . . . .Yes.”

Though I was uncertain whether to acknowledge his departure as ‘quiet’, I nodded in agreement as he did not persistently interfere.

“I’m sorry about Leon. It was the first time he showed interest in others, so I couldn’t strongly dissuade him.”

Although I felt she had sufficiently discouraged him, it seemed she intended to go easy on him.

“Did that upset you?”

Not knowing how to articulate my feelings towards him, I ended up giving a vague smile.

But this was the first time he behaved like that in front of the Marchioness.

I had assumed that he indiscriminately flirted with women.

“But I was surprised. Despite knowing you’re married, he made advances like that.”

Apparently, the Marchioness had been suspicious that Lord Montyver had no interest in women.

“Wasn’t he 26 this year? I thought it was time he got married, so I’ve invited ladies over a few times.”

It seems that even the beautiful daughters from noble families had been invited, but if they found out he had prior commitments, they’d promptly turn on their heels and leave.

“Even when I said, ‘She’s a potential match for Leon’, he showed no interest.”

The fact that the Marchioness goes to such lengths may suggest their relationship is more than just tea-drinking friends.

Unless something major happened, one wouldn’t bother finding a spouse for someone else.

There must be a strong bond of some kind.

“Leon is of good standing, acknowledged for his work by Prince Ghodrove, and is so serious that he was promoted to the captain of the royal guard at a young age. You might not believe it after seeing his behavior earlier.”

At present, I couldn’t imagine Lord Montyver earnestly carrying out his knightly duties.

“If you were to divorce your husband in Vulcano and wish to remarry, I thought he would be a good partner.”

“I see――that was it.”

It seems the Marchioness had even considered dispatching someone to Vulcano if I had said I wanted a divorce.

“But because you looked at me with eyes like a discarded cat, I couldn’t propose it then and there.”

Not only Lord Montyver, but the Marchioness also seemed to see me as a cat. . . . . .

It was a complex feeling.

“Why did the Marchioness consider it to that extent?”

“When you’ve lived this long, you come to understand what kind of person someone is just by making eye contact. I saw sincerity in your eyes and thought you were a woman who could handle Leon. However, I didn’t anticipate your stubbornness.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. Thanks to you, I was able to understand your character and resolve. It was good that Leon came.”

The Marchioness turned away and said, “Make sure you work hard.”

It was a blunt attitude, but her words somehow felt warm.

I bowed deeply and replied, “I will serve with all my heart and soul.”


Florenci was instructed to be brought to the conservatory where the Marchioness is.

It seemed that it was alright to study at the table that Marchioness was using.

“Um, are you sure that’s okay?”

“It doesn’t matter. There aren’t many people in this mansion, and I’m the only one watching.”

Even though I thought it would be a bother, I was told, “It’s an order. Bring the child.”

After explaining carefully to Florenci not to disturb Marchioness, I led him to the main house.

Carrying teaching materials in both hands, Florenci greeted Marchioness.

“Hello, Marchioness. My name is Ren. Pleased to meet you.”

When he bowed his head, he dropped his textbooks on the floor.


While Florenci was gathering the books, a chuckle was heard.

It was Marchioness, who always had a frown on her face, laughing.

When he looked at her in disbelief, he was scolded, “Pick it up quickly.”

Marchioness was watching Florenci, who had started studying, with gentle eyes.

There seemed to be no need to worry as Florenci didn’t seem to be shrinking.

Next, let me introduce Ga-chan.

“Marchioness, this is Galatona, the spider fairy I have contracted with.”

Despite fearing that hearing it was a spider fairy might scare her, Marchioness was looking in with great interest.

“. . . . . .”


When Ga-chan made eye contact with Marchioness, she greeted her elegantly, moving as if to pick up her skirt with her long legs.

“This, this cotton-like lump is a fairy?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“I see. Even though it’s a spider, it’s unexpectedly cute.”

“Thank you.”

I was relieved that Ga-chan was accepted without fear.

For now, I’ll have Ga-chan stay by Florenci’s side.

I asked her to let me know if anything happened, creating a connection between me and Ga-chan with an invisible thread.

“Well, I’m going to patrol the mansion for a while.”

“Alright. Don’t tire yourself out, do it moderately.”

“I understand.”

With a deep bow, I left the conservatory.

I headed for the kitchen first.

There was a nice smell in the air.

A cook who wasn’t there in the morning had come and seemed to be preparing lunch for Marchioness.

When I peeked in, a man in his fifties, clad in a white coat and with a full beard, was kneading bread.


“Oh, you surprised me. Madam, what brings you here?”

“I’m Lara・Dosa, who has become Marchioness’ attendant.”

“Oh, I see.”

He reached out his flour-covered hand, and I shook it with a wry smile. My hand was covered in white.

“Oops, sorry. We should wash our hands, both of us.”

“Y, Yes, we should.”

His name is Tony. He seems to be a cheerful and kind cook.

I’m relieved that we seem to be able to get along.

I was able to exchange greetings with the other servants as well.

The butler, Lloyd, was a calm and cool person, and we only had a minimal conversation.

On the other hand, the maid Rosa was talkative, and she would have kept talking forever if I hadn’t stopped her.

I managed to exchange words with all the servants.

After that, with Marchioness’ permission, I looked around the room.

To my surprise, there were almost no cosmetics, and necessary items for a noble lady, such as bath salts and essential oils, were not available.

When I asked why, she replied, “I don’t need that kind of thing at this age.”

“No, you do need those items!”

Dressing up beautifully and applying makeup naturally straightens one’s back, and taking a bath to care for oneself is very important.

When I appealed this way, Marchioness told me, “I’ll leave it to you.”

So, from my first day on the job, I entrusted a large order to the merchant.

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