She Was Sent by God

 

“Of course.
They still haven’t found the culprit, have they?”

 

“Actually, it was a group of people after me.”

 

“What?”

 

 

Marquis Songrad was surprised.

 

“What are you implying?”

 

“The king must have decided to kill me.”

 

“For what? Wasn’t the matter settled when you married the Duke of Arpad?”

 

“The family that he thought would disappear suddenly came to light.”

 

“Only for that reason.”

 

He fell into deep thought.

 

“The king will surely kill me.
My husband’s neck will be cut, and he will burn our estate on fire, catch me like a prey, and kill me in the end.”

 

My voice was full of conviction as I spoke of my death.

 

Marquis Songrad bit his lips tightly and shook his head.

 

 

“Is there a reason why the king should? Now, the ceremony for the throne is over.”

 

“Grandpa.
He doesn’t kill people for a reason.
He just does it.”

 

 

He didn’t say it out loud, but he agreed deeply.

 

 

“What are you going to do?”

 

“I have to live.”

 

 

She spoke briefly and firmly.

 

 

“I will survive no matter what.”

 

“What you’re saying is…”

 

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The marquis’ complexion changed at once.
Agnes erased the smile left around her mouth and stared straight at the marquis.

 

 

“Grandfather, I have a favor to ask of you.” 

 

“What is it?”

 

“Please support me.”

 

“Of course….”

 

“No matter what happens.”

 

At Agnes’ firm words, the Marquis Songrad shut his mouth.

 

It’s only then that he realized what she was talking about.

 

There was a short silence.

 

Agnes didn’t rush him.

 

“Princess, Theresa, and the prince are the only ones I have left.”

 

“I know, grandfather.”

 

The marquis looked carefully at Agnes with eyes full of nostalgia.

 

When she was born, wrapped in soft fabric, she was like beaming with light.
I remember it clearly, but it felt different now that she is grown up.

 

“I’ll do that.
Songrad will support Arpad and Princess no matter what.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Agnes got up from her seat after finishing her speech.

 

Marquis Songrad followed and grabbed his granddaughter’s small hand tightly.

 

“Princess.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“You have to live long.
You can’t leave this old man alone.”

 

The marquis left the words and walked ahead.

Agnes somehow couldn’t take her eyes off his curved back.

 

 

* * *

As soon as they returned to the territory, Niall was waiting in front of the gate.

 

 

“Master, Madam!”

 

Unlike usual, he jumped up and stood in front of the carriage.

 

“What’s going on?”

 

“I’m in trouble.”

 

“What?”

 

Agnes, who was sitting in the carriage, jumped up in surprise.

 

“What’s going on?”

 

The couple followed the butler with serious faces.

 

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Niall led them out and took them to the warehouse.

 

There was an enormous number of boxes piled up.

 

“Niall.
Did you make a fuss to show us that the gold coins came in?”

 

“It’s not gold.”

 

“Then what?”

 

Niall smiled and told the servant to bring the stacked box.

 

“Carrots.”

 

“Suddenly ….
what carrots, no?”

 

Laslo was surprised to see the box Niall opened and showed.

 

“What’s this?”

 

“Carrots, master.”

 

“How is this a carrot?”

 

The carrots they usually knew were very thin, short, and full.

 

However, there were dozens of things in the box the size of an adult woman’s forearm.

 

In addition, there was a vivid scarlet color.

 

“This is not all.”

 

Niall was excited and showed me other boxes.

 

“This is an onion, this is a turnip, ah.
This is garlic.”

 

Everything he showed me… Each and every one boasted a tremendous size.

 

The two couldn’t close their mouths.

 

“Is this because of the fever reducer?”

 

“Yes.
I sprayed it on other vegetable gardens, and I think it’s the most effective on old crops.”

 

“What about wheat?”

 

“I don’t know exactly because it’s not the harvest season yet, but I think it’ll be more than last year.”

 

“I should thank Adrienne.”

 

“Yes.
There were a lot of hardships before the wheat harvest, but this year it was easy.”

 

“That’s good news.”

 

“It’s all thanks to you.”

 

“Hmm? Adrienne did it.”

 

“No.
If you didn’t recognize Adrienne first, there wouldn’t have been such a miracle in Sutmar.”

 

“That’s right.
Niall’s words are a hundred percent correct.”

 

“Hmm.
What?”

 

The two men looked at Agnes with sparkling eyes.
The eyes were too much for me.

 

“It’s not like that……”

 

Agnes became shy for no reason.