[Fassone POV]
Today, I once again wear a bold dress with a deep neckline. It's not because I'm confident in myself. It's to confirm whether I still have value as a woman. But I absolutely won't let that slip. No, I can't. I'm the wife of the first prince, Ichabod.
I have to act confident. Telling myself this, I leave the room. "Thank you for your hard work." I call out to the soldiers guarding the castle.
"This is Lady Fassone! We aren't worthy of such words!"
They are overwhelmed by my sudden words. However.
Although neither of them were particularly lecherous, their eyes were glued to my chest. "Good luck with your work." I pretended not to notice and left. Pretending to leave, I hid myself and listened to what they were saying.
"She's really beautiful, Lady Fassone. She has several grown children, so she must be quite old by now." His colleague nodded in agreement. "Yes. For us lowly folk, it is an honor to even be able to see such a beautiful figure. I envy her husband, Lord Ichabod." Good. It seems I still have plenty of charm as a woman.
Satisfied with their words, I finally left the place.
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