Sasha of the Duchess of Grenfell
그렌펠 공작가의 사샤Creak… bang!
The door slowly opened, then suddenly burst wide with a loud crash as light poured inside.
A man walked in, his jacket slung over one hand.
The man’s right eye was ash-gray. Yes—those very eyes that Sasha had once thought were as beautiful as falling rain.
“Major! Major, sir!”
“…Who are you?”
Only then did Sasha realize her position. He still did not know that she had been a girl.
Her eyes trembled slightly in panic as she bit down on her lower lip, searching for the right words.
She could not think of any other way to escape this predicament.
“Th-that’s right. I’m… the child you once took in, Your Grace. Sasha.”
In the end, she confessed everything.
But something felt strange.
“It’s a punishment. A punishment for failing to become a proper, refined lady.”
Before she realized it, she had grown close to him in a way she had never expected—
far too close.
