MHYFMAMD Ch 16

No, she should have realized something was wrong when they started rushing her marriage. Since it’s only been three months since their daughter, who was on the verge of death, woke up. 

 

Tenesia rubbed her sore bottom. She walked over to the window. 

 

Creak. 

 

The old window frame made a rattling noise as she opened it. The garden below the three storey high window looked much farther than she had imagined. Even if she tied the bed sheets together to make a rope, she doubted it would reach the ground. 

 

‘I guess climbing out of the window is out of the question.’ 

 

There weren’t many ways to escape from this small room. And with her weak body, even fewer. Tenesia anxiously stared at the locked door. 

 

Some time passed. When it was meal time, a servant entered pushing a wagon carrying the meals.

 

“Sarah!” 

 

Tenesia smiled happily and grabbed the servant’s hand that was holding a plate. 

 

“Sarah, please. Let me out.”

 

“Why did you do that, Lady? If you had just listened to Madam, you could have had a comfortable marriage.”

 

‘Marry an old man with white hair?’

 

Tenesia was taken aback by Sarah’s words, which sounded as if she was the one at fault. But Sarah was the only one she could ask for help. Tenesia continued, trying to persuade her.

 

“I don’t want to marry Count Weigelin. You know how old he is, Sarah. If you just let me out without anyone knowing, I’ll definitely repay your kindness.”

 

“No, I can’t. Then Madam will scold me. Yesterday, she scolded me for not taking care of you properly and not even knowing you had gone out.”

 

At Sarah’s firm refusal, Tenesia clenched her fists. If appealing to her emotions didn’t work, she had no choice but to use other tactics

 

“Then, could you at least deliver this letter to the Margrave of Haberfeld? Please do me a favor. You know I have no one but you.”

 

Tenesia pulled out a letter from her pocket. It was a letter written in Tenesia’s handwriting, not Grace’s.

 

‘It’s a good thing this body remembers Tenesia’s handwriting.’

 

She had already shown Dietrich a letter written in Grace’s handwriting. She had to change her handwriting to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.

 

She then took off her earrings. As she handed her last piece of jewelry to Sarah, Sarah’s eyes sparkled.

 

“Milady, really…”

 

Sarah’s eyes were filled with greed as she looked at the jewels on the earrings. She looked around and then took the letter and earrings, tucking them into her pocket.

 

“This is the last time I’ll help you, Milady.”

 

“Thank you, Sarah.”

 

Tenesia let out a relieved sigh, a relaxed smile spreading across her face. If only Sarah could successfully deliver this letter to her husband, she would feel at ease.

 

‘Though it’s uncertain if Dietrich will actually come.’

 

He was a busy man, so she didn’t expect him to come in person. She had even written in the letter that all you have to do is just send her his knights.

 

She had done everything she could. All that was left was to wait for the outcome.

 

But the peace didn’t last long.

 

“Tenesia! How could you do this?”

 

A few days later. The one who burst through the door was not Dietrich, but Baroness Blanchette. She threw the letter she was holding onto the floor.

 

“I clearly told you to stay quiet, how could you do such a thing!”

 

‘Sarah showed the letter to Madam.’

 

The thought of Sarah, who had taken the jewel and quickly reported to Baroness Blanchette, made Tenesia’s vision darken with anger.

 

“This is unacceptable. I didn’t want to go this far.”

 

Baroness Blanchette clapped her hands lightly.

 

“Come in.”

 

As if they had been waiting, servants rushed into the room. It seemed she had called all the few male servants they had, as the room was full.

 

“Pack Tenesia’s belongings.”

 

“Mother!”

 

“Wouldn’t some bridal training before the wedding calm your wild nature? You’ll understand when you get to Count Weigelin that all this is for your own good.”

 

They started to shove Tenesia’s meager belongings into bags. Tenesia slumped to the floor as she watched them pack her clothes.

 

There was really no way out now. If she was forcibly taken away like this, she would have no choice but to marry Count Weigelin.

 

“Don’t worry, I’ll come to see you at the wedding.”

 

Her serene smile shone eerily. Tenesia looked up at her with despair in her eyes.

 

That’s when it happened.

 

“Madam! Madam! We have a guest!”

 

A servant who had been hanging laundry outside rushed into the room, panting.

 

“A guest?”

 

A look of displeasure briefly crossed her face.

 

“No one was scheduled to visit today. Who would come without permission?”

 

“That…”

 

The servant hesitated and then spoke cautiously.

 

“The Margrave of Haberfeld is here.”