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From that day on, I began to correspond with Prince Augusto.
He had written to me all the difficult things, and made me feel uneasy. It"s mainly about the economy.
She was so angry that she couldn"t understand what she was talking about. She read a book on economics in her husband"s study, and she deciphered the letter.
Of course, she heard about raising children from her nurse, Iria von Lulin, and even prepared small articles about babies.
As for her husband, he seemed to have become a teacher for the cavalry.
These days, he came back on time and had dinner with them.
As always, I"m a little irritated by the fact that I"ve been with people like honey for a long time.
I was going to tell my husband about a little exchange with Prince Augusto, but I couldn"t find the time to do so.
As the days went on it became more difficult to tell, and now it was like a secret.
Strangely, the situation seemed to be similar to that of the Crown Prince. She seemed to meet her husband frequently, but she couldn"t say anything.
The prince asked me to explain it, but I was told that it was absolutely impossible.
I thought it would be impossible to imagine a scene where my husband would pursued by me.
I feel that the unity between the prince and I had increased in this case, or that we have deepened our relationship.
The contents of the letter had been changed from a stilted economic story to a reminiscent story with her husband. They were raised more like brothers than teachers and students.
“It looks fun.”
“Yes, I was having fun.”
The muscles in his loose cheeks stiffened in a second.
Her husband was sitting on the couch in front of him. How long have you been back?
“Why don"t you speak?"
“I said I was leaving now,"
“… Oh, yes,”
Apparently, she was too focused on the letter to notice her husband"s return.
Frustrated, she folded the letter in an awkward motion and put it into the envelope.
As soon as she thought this would be all right, her husband"s gaze was on the letter. I hid the letter under my hands.
“To-day, at work…”
“Yes, sir,”
Her husband spoke to her with his usual honey smile. She was listening, thinking it would be rare to talk about work.
“His Highness Augusto had something to do, and I called on him in the room. Reading the letter, like Hermina, with his cheeks loose.”
It"s probably my letter that I arranged for it to arrive about noon today.
The prince seemed to have written a reply at once, and it was delivered only an hour before.
I don"t think they saw each other reading.
By the way, I have written stories about my husband asking for a kiss on the cheek as a reward for his hard work. I wonder if it was such an interesting story.
“And –“
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