The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
{Season 2} Upset?

Previousley....

"There are two of them, right?" cassandra smiled. I hope what is on his mind is not right.

He should be wasting away those negative and untrue thoughts.

"That's only one room with a mattress for the couple left," the receptionist added.

Still faithful with a sweet smile and closed eyelids, the girl said.

"F."

...~ The Atrocious Duke's Wife...

...Chapters...

...(21) ...

Cassandra Pov's

Door opens. Soon we entered it without warning. Because it was night, the room was very dark.

A stalk of wax is illuminated in a room filled and surrounded by this darkness.

I admit, I can't calm down even if it's not the case outside. How am I supposed to get through tonight? Sharing a bed with her? Or sleep on the floor?

Both options are equally unfavorable, and certainly not comfortable.

"Are you going to take a shower or get some rest?" her question suddenly made me instantly come to my senses from the world of daydreams.

"Uhm, I'll just take a break" I said slightly stammered. I don't know why I can't look at him right now.

"I'll be out looking for air for a while" he replied.

I nodded my head saying his words. Before long, the sound of a closed door was caught in my ear.

Then, I immediately dropped my body on the surface of the mattress. Automatically, my view was directed to the dark ceiling of the room.

Tomorrow will be long and tiring. I wish I could get through it as much as I could.

Now my eyelids can not be held open wide, so that for a second sometimes my eyes closed.

If I sleep first, I will definitely not be ashamed if he sleeps next to me, right? It's better for me to head to dreamland now than I can't sleep because of the lingering nervousness, right?

Many thoughts had branched at the roots of my brain, so I could not remember the last time I felt the warm and dim candlelight still faithfully accompany me until I woke up.

.

.

.

.

The cold wind that sniffed in and hit and pierced the skin, became my sweeper today. As well as an alarm telling me to stop wandering in the dream alma.

I rubbed my two arms that felt frozen like ice, then evaporated to create a cold mist that billowed through the air.

I stretched my body for a moment to relax my stiff muscles and then immediately sat down.

I turned my head around the whole room, just myself in this room. Did he wake up first?

What was my sleep that long?

But the sky is still cloudy because it is winter, even the sun is not very visible. That means it's not too late.

I'd better get ready soon, because I have a lot of work to do today. It seems that soaking in a tub filled with warm water is a very appropriate choice for now.

...~•~...

"Well, you're fast already here. Are you that hungry?" tanyaku seasoned light jokes in it.

Immediately I sat in front of the blond man in front of me, then waited for the food I ordered to come.

He looked calm as he sipped the warm cup of tea that was in his grasp.

"Oh yeah, where did you sleep last night? Because I felt like I slept alone last night" I said.

"I slept next to you, you were so deep you didn't notice my presence" he said.

Maybe his words have a point too. But what makes me annoyed is his eye bags are quite large and blackened, has he not been sleeping enough lately?

Before long, my warm breakfast arrived and without a doubt I ate it.

When I was busy chewing, I suddenly thought of something. "Oh yeah, has all the coal in the river been lifted?" my many.

"Yes, the Marquess Thrones worker finished everything yesterday" he replied as necessary.

"Have they also shut down all the rivers that channel their waters to other areas?"

"Yes, they've finished it too."

"so. Then what's left now is just a matter of purifying the river water" I said.

"After you eat, we'd better get going" he suggested.

"Yes, because the sooner the better."

...~•~...

We have also reached around the living quarters of the Marquess territory residents. Arlen and I were standing on the edge of the river watching the river.

The typical local clothing stuck to our bodies. Because we also want to help and can not only give orders.

The man in front of me was wearing a thin, seamist long-sleeved shirt with dark brown trousers and uniformly colored boots.

While I wear a long dress with a piece of cloth that covers my cranium and is tied under the chin bone that is often worn by ordinary white female residents.

"So, what are you going to use to filter it?"

I thought about it yesterday. Actually I know quite a lot of how to purify water, but water purification is mostly done using chemicals.

For example, alum, the material is very good for cleaning water. But the problem in this age does not exist. So all that remains are two other options that use the traditional way.

"I have two ways." I said inviting a squeak on his eyebrows. "The first way is to purify the water using a copper and zinc material to boil the water using the help of the sun's very stinging."

When I explained, he just kept silent while absorbing all the meaning of my words.

"But the thing is, now is winter. How do we boil water in cold weather? The water will freeze" my friend.

"Then the second way?"

"The second way is a pretty complicated way. This method requires a lot of materials, if not wrong such as sand, stone, stone, gravel, corn, charcoal from the coconut shell, and many drums, as well as a tub of water," obviously it's as easy as possible for him to understand.

I hope my explanation doesn't sound convoluted to be easily understood by him.

"Then how to clear it?"

"Especially we should require one drum and two large tubs that are not too high for one screening process. The first tub we fill with stones that are useful as a precipitator. You understand my whole explanation, don't you?" many ensure.

"You think a spoiled noble man who only knows how to spend money?" his reply.

Yeah, that's right too. He's not that type.

"All right, let's continue" I commanded. Then we fill the drums with other materials. The bottom we fill with stone, then gravel, coconut shell charcoal, fine sand, silt, sand again, oranges. And the last tub becomes the reservoir of filtered water."

I took a small notebook out of my pocket that I always carry around and then described the sequence.

"Well, it's like this" I said, showing him the picture I had finished.

(Source: Google)

He came closer so he could take a closer look at the book in my hand. I could feel my blood rustling softly when his shoulder accidentally touched my shoulder.

When viewed from the side and closely, it turns out that his eyelashes are very thick and long. Even the shape is curved.

His nose is sharp and looks very tempting to pull it. Do not forget the jaw bone printed clear and firm.

And lips....

"Hey," he called out to stop the thoughts from traveling further and further.

"Y-yes?" Suddenly I spoke stammering. Oh, my God, what did I just think?!

"What are you thinking?"

"You."

"It's nothing" I answered quickly. "I just thought this way was a long time. And this method also does not immediately clear the entire water of this river. So I thought everything was going to be hard" I said.

"Everything needs a process. After all, if it continues to be applied regularly everything will definitely return to how it was," she replied inexplicably making me a little calm.

It turned out that in silence, he also greatly appreciated and supported all my efforts.

"Yes, maybe you have a point too" I said and exhaled. 

I will throw away all these negative feelings and build up my inner spirit. "All right! We'd better tell these people how, so they can live a new lifestyle and treat a polluted river!" I let go of all the unrest.

"Then, My Lady. Can I have the honor of inviting you to ride with me?" goda.

He suddenly lowered his head and stretched out his hand waiting for my permission and shook his hand.

How could I not laugh. With a hardness that I did not endure, I also received a thread of his hand covered with black gloves.

"By pleasure, My Lord."

...~•~...

One day ago....

"My Lord, there is a letter sent to you" said a struggling servant who came to give a letter addressed to his employer.

"From who?"

"From Lady Cassandra, My Lord."

The man took the letter and opened it. His eyes ran after the letters written on the surface of a thin piece of paper.

Filled dad.

Sorry if I didn't tell you sooner, Dad. For now, it seems like I can't go back. Because I have to solve the problem that happened in the Marquess region about their murky river water.

It will take a few days, but I will finish it soon. Please understand, Father.

^^^Dutch,^^^

Cassandra la Devoline.^^^

The man then immediately put the paper to the surface of his desk, he understood that his daughter must be trying to complete her task.

But what has always been a strange thing in his mind is about the blonde-bloody man who has been near his daughter lately.

I don't know what he thought of the lekaki, at this moment his face revealed a cold and flat expression.

Before long his gaze returned to a small frame containing a painting that he always wanted to throw and burn until it was destroyed. Surprisingly, he could not do it at all.

There was a woman in the painting. Her long brown hair was wavy, her soft face was smiling, making her sick and always making her lose control due to circled emotions.

The one thing he hated the most, he always saw the shadow of the woman inside his daughter.

...~•~...

"All the ingredients have been obtained?" ask a girl who is busy pushing a drum that is rolled and turned towards the place that has been desired.

"Yes, everything has been obtained. It seems like the number is enough for a while," replied the man who was his interlocutor.

The girl smiled and nodded. Shortly after that, he pushed the other drum.

"You don't have to do all this, you just sit back," said the man, folding his hands together in front of his chest.

"What's fun about that? Working together is the most fun thing, you know?" reply the brown disembodied girl.

They told the whole population to clean up the dirty water.

Currently they have just made preparations, such as looking for materials used for the screening process, then put the drum and tub to be tidied up, and more.

The man had made a thin arch on his lips when he saw the girl he was looking at laughing lightly and smiling when interacting with residents in other regions.

But before long, the arch on his lips faded away as another man approached the girl and pretended to be familiar with her.

He immediately stood up, and approached the girl. "Let me move the drum" he told the man who wanted to help the brown barley girl.

"no need. You can help lift the sack that contains the gravel there," point the girl towards the group of men who are lifting the sacks that contain gravel, stones, sand, and many others. "It looks like they need help."

As if being rejected outright while expressing feelings, the man felt a deep sense of resentment and shame pricking within him.

A cross-cutting and piercing gaze was thrown when his calm face turned cold. Because annoyed but unable to deliver, he immediately left quickly.

Even when he approached the crowd of people who were lifting the sacks, the residents were shocked and amazed.

Although still in his teens, the man was able to lift six sacks on his shoulders.

When he had put the object in its proper place, he roughly slammed it making the whole gaze towards him in surprise and wonder.

But the blue-sliced man ignored, and continued to do the same thing over and over again.

Suddenly the brown-faced girl who had been staring at the entire movement of the blond-strapped man frowned in confusion. "What's wrong with her?" his murmur raised the next eyebrow.

But he did not want to think too long because now he is busy.

Finally, after a long time of preparation, everything was finished. The girl then showed me how to filter out the dirty water.

First, the girl poured the dirty water into a tub filled with stones that served as a precipitator. Second, he poured water that had previously been put first tub into a drum that had been filled with corn, fine sand, coconut shell charcoal, gravel, and stone.

In an instant the residents were amazed when the filtered water became as clear as before their rivers were polluted.

They followed the same way as the girl had taught and practiced.

The girl smiled when she saw that all her efforts had worked. Many people do their jobs together.

But before long, he was flabbergasted when a garment was thrown at him. He caught the clothes and saw the culprit.

The blond-blonde man who became the perpetrator folded his hands in front of his chest with his chin raised haughtily.

"Wash my clothes."

...08.02.2021...