Raven, who ordered a lot of clothes for the child without his wife knowing at all, eventually returned to her side with a proud look.

“Have you finally decided on the clothes?”

“Yes, they’ll make it quickly before sending them to the Duchy later.”

The face that spoke softly looked as sweet as a piece of cookie that was just next to her. Raven’s hand then gently swept across her cheek.

“All right, let’s go.”

“Any other places?”

“I’ll take a look around next time. Plus, I’ve already been out for too long.”

“Well, that’s good. Let’s buy something delicious instead.”

“Delicious food? What would you like to eat?”

“Well, cake!”

Raven tilted his head. It wasn’t any special living on the outside. It was clear that the Duke already had such an outstanding cook, so he would definitely whip up better dishes than most of the bakeries.”

“I’ll inform the Duchy to prepare first.”

“No, the cook’s food back at the Duchy is extremely delicious, but I’d like to eat another cake for today. One that’s only for me, you and our child.”

Her smile while touching her own belly, was very warm. Raven’s lips had smiled lightly at the light that had melted in her eyes.

“Okay.”

Raven’s arrangement to depart had eventually become busy. It was quite packed to go somewhere else just before the sun went down.

Raven suddenly paused while he was trying to get the driver to prepare the carriage. He thought that it was safer to verify it with his own eyes rather than entrusting it to others.

“I’ll get the carriage ready. Just wait here for a while.”

“I got it.”

“Don’t run around while I’m away and watch your step…”

“I’ll just sit still. That’ll be good, right?”

When Raven finally stopped talking, his perplexed eyes fell upon her.

“……yes.”

Raven, who hesitated nervously, eventually turned away. Molitia instantly giggled after he had left the store.

“Baby, your father is such a nag. I don’t even know how bad it’ll get when you’re born later.”

Pft—the knight who was stationed by Molitia’s side for the sake of her safety, quickly closed his mouth.

The Lord had been a nag? The cool expression of that man who could seemingly kill a person, nagging at a child was a form that could never suit him.

Nevertheless, when the actions earlier had coincided, a strange scene began to unfold in his head. The knight held back his laughter that was just about to burst out once again.

Just outside the quiet attire room, the whirling sound of horses could be heard. As he looked over the window, the knight soon confirmed that the carriage had belonged to the Duke and slowly approached Molitia.

“It looks like the Lord has already arrived with the carriage right in front of the shop.”

“Then, let’s get going.”

“Yes.”

Molitia lifted her body by holding the hand of the said knight. Her body, which was heavier than before, had naturally extended her own waist.

“Please be careful with the stairs.”

The stairs that had been layered with a soft carpet were absolutely fluffy. Then, it was that time when Molitia, who was holding onto the knight’s hand, began to step towards the stairs.

“Ahh!”

A person who was holding a cup of hot tea suddenly screamed before collapsing right towards Molitia. Just before Molitia could be surprised, the knight had already blocked her with one step ahead.

Clink!

The tea cup immediately shattered into pieces along with a sharp crash.

“Sorry, I’m sorry! I apologize!”

The person who eventually noticed that the hot tea had been poured all over the knight’s clothes, immediately bowed his head with such a blue face.

“Madame, are you all right?”

The knight quickly headed for Molitia without even looking at his body first. Thanks to the knight’s fast reaction, Molitia suffered no damage at all.

“Yes, I’m fine…”

“Die.”

Suddenly, a familiar voice intruded her ear.

“Madame!”

The surprised knight straight away reached out, but Molitia’s body was already in the air.

Her eyes had opened wide at the sense of her toes in jeopardy. She reached out her hands belatedly, it seemed that it was impossible to hold onto the knight’s arm at that moment.

How high were the stairs? How extensive was it really?

She couldn’t think of any single thing as her mind went blank in an instant. Molitia was just instinctively hugging her stomach instead.

“Ahhh!”

A sharp scream reverberated through the dressing room. Some people even had their eyes closed at the bewildering sight of Molitia who was falling down.

And Molitia was one of them as well. As she crouched herself in hopes that her stomach wouldn’t feel the shock as much as possible, she closed her eyes tightly to prepare for the impending blow.

However, the sensation that was felt against her back had been warmer than she thought. It was rather strange for her, who utterly thought of the hard wooden floor. A pair of strong supporting hands and a familiar body scent.