I’ll Be The Warrior’s Mother

king.

“Am I late perhaps… ”

“No.
I just finished getting ready.”

Kaywhin was wearing formal outdoor clothes.

The buttons that were neatly fastened up to the end of his neck exuded an ascetic atmosphere.

Yelena glanced at her husband’s sleeves.

The cufflinks she gifted were proudly showing off its existence.

“Shall we go?”

With a broad grin, Yelena led Kaywhin.

The two moved to the parlor.

This was because Sidrion, who would take the two of them to the festival venue today, was waiting there.

“Oh, by the way.”

Yelena stopped walking down the hall and carefully looked around.

There just happened to be no one around.

Yelena took a step back from Kaywhin, thinking it was an appropriate time.

“How do I look?”

She was also taught that if she asked such a question, she had to turn around in her spot.

Yelena spun from where she was standing.

The dress, which transitioned to a darker yellow color towards the end, spread out like a flower in full bloom.

Kaywhin replied without hesitation, “You’re beautiful.”

“…”

Yelena stood still and stared at her husband.

It was a compliment.
It was a compliment, but…

“You’re not embarrassed today?”

“What?”

“Before, whenever I asked you to compliment me, you always looked troubled.”

How long had it been?

Yelena recalled what happened in Kaywhin’s office.

Back then, she abruptly asked him for compliments, under the guise of teasing her husband.

At her request, the husband was so flustered; he made it seem like the most difficult task in the world.

“Ah, that’s… ”

Kaywhin promptly answered as if he remembered that day.

“At that time, it was my first time.”

“…First time?”

“It was the first time I praised someone’s appearance.
That’s why I was like that.”

Yelena blinked her eyes.

‘Really?’

On that day, she did have that thought in passing.

She wondered if this person had never complimented someone else’s appearance.

She half-jokingly had that thought, but it was true.

“Rather than a man, it’s a stone shaped like a man…”

Yelena recalled the allegations she had previously and intently stared at her husband and inquired, “So you’ve never looked at someone and felt that they looked pretty or beautiful? Or did you feel that way, but you didn’t have a chance to express it in words?”

“The former.”

“Really?”

Yelena, who was inadvertently pondering over Kaywhin’s answer, suddenly paused.

Yelena was the first person to be told by Kaywhin that they were beautiful.

That fact was…