She Was Sent by God - Chapitre 9

Agnes emptied the glass of alcohol. Her throat and stomach tingled slowly. At the same time her eyes redden for no reason so before others could catch sight of it she swiped it with her hand.
The night deepened as she greeted many people.
“You must be tired, please go in first.”
Laszlo approached her and suggested it first.
"Et vous?"
“I still have a little talk to share with the vassals.”
Agnes nodded slightly and got up from her seat.
“It’s getting late so don’t stay too long and go back to your room at reasonable time.”
Laszlo’s face turned strange when she sleepily chastised him.
"Quoi?"
"Non. It’s been so long since I heard that after my parents passed away.”
“From now on I’ll have you listen to me until your ears are pounding.”

“…..Look at me Princess.”
"Hein?"
"Es-tu réveillé?"
There was a painfully awkward face on Laszlo’s expression when he came in front of her. Only then Agnes realized that she was half asleep at the table. The candle had burned half its length.
“You must have gone to the wrong bedroom because of the alcohol. I’ll call the maid-in-waiting.”
"Non."
Agnes turned her back and grabbed on Laszlo’s hem to prevent him from leaving.
“Actually I’m here to ask you something.”
“What is it do you want to ask?"
Laszlo looked down at Agnes while standing in front of the table. She let go of the hem of his clothes.
Why did he die for her? The question she really wanted to ask was buried in her heart.
“Please sit here.”
Agnes swallowed her saliva and offered the seat in front of her.
"Quel est le problème?"
Expecting a long talk he pulled a chair from across of her.
“I won’t beat around the bush.”
“Please speak at ease.”
Laszlo nodded with a sincere look.

“Why haven’t you come to my bedroom for the last few days?”

“Princess are you satisfied with this marriage? Êtes-vous heureux?"
Satisfait? Joyeux?
Out of nowhere the words were plunged into her heart. She did not know why he answered that to her question.