"......."

Sa Heon-young said, "Oh my," while the woman was silent for a moment, and clicked his tongue. It was a disaster. He hated his family. Among the many titles given by this lovely woman, he had no desire to be called by a title like 'Orabuni'. So his words came out a little cold.

That's why he wondered if she was scared.

The woman hugged Sa Heon-yeong's head with her arms. The woman hugged him and patted him, stroking him.

"...... wife?"

"I'll call you whatever Mister Sa Heon-young likes. What do you like?"

The sweet voice warmed Sa Heon-young's ears. Sa Heon-yeong, stopped in the corridor and blinked his eyes.

"I like Mister Sa Heon-young the best. ...... If you don't want other people to have any problems listening to it, Lord Heon-yeong, I think that's enough.

"Lord Heon-young? Is that okay then?"

Asked the woman.

The truth is that it wasn't very okay. It was a nickname that could be used to beat up the mouth of someone. However, the name that the woman puts in her mouth is drenched in a dream like the song she sings, so Sa Heon-yeong wanted to hear that name all the time.

"Yes, that's fine."

"Alright then."

"The wife really don't have a name?"

Sa Heon-young raised his head in the woman's arms. The woman, who didn't even get a name, nodded her head, saying, "It's nothing."

"What did the matriarch call wife?"

"Matriarch?"

"It's your mother."

"She called me baby."

Baby.

The woman narrowed her eyes and smiled. Her mother's voice seemed to ring in her ears.

"It would be nice to have a name to put in the genealogy."

Saying that, Sa Heon-yeong began to walk towards the queen's palace, which they had already arrived at. The woman widened her eyes.

"But a name is what your father gives you."

"It's what the guardians do. Now that we are married, I am the wife's guardian, and I have to give it."

"Really? Do I get a name too?"

The woman asked with an excited face.

The bright cheeks are pretty.

Sa Heon-young lips keep drying. He only met the woman for a while, and he already couldn't see anything before his eyes. He couldn't stand the desire to hold her even though he had held her all yesterday. He felt like he was going crazy by the faint scent of flowers from the woman's body.

He was glad he had a mask.

He replied with a bitter smile.

"Yes."

*

Song Young-young.

Sa Heon-yeong named the woman like that. He didn't want to give Song's surname, but it was unavoidable for the marriage.

Young Young. It was derived from the pronunciation of his name. He had no intention of putting anything else in that name but himself. Young Young. When he gave her a name full of flowers, Song Young-young laughed like a flower in full bloom.

Song Young-Young, Song Young-Young. She chanted her own name over and over again. Song Young-Young, Song Young-Young.

Thinking that the voice was good to hear, Sa Heon-young suddenly came to his senses. That voice was too good to hear. When he lifted his head, all of them, including maids and soldiers, were all staring at Young-young and were in awe.

Exactly, they were mesmerized by that voice.

"Stop."

With Sa Heon-yeong's words, Song Young-young, who had been saying her own name, shut her lips. Her big eyes looked up at him. Her eyes were asking why.

"No one else should call you by name, Young-ah."

Sa Heon-yeong pulled Song Young-young into his arms and looked around once. Then the people who came to their senses quickly bowed their heads in shock.

Song Young-young, who was called Young-ah, shrugged her shoulders. Perhaps her whole body was tickling. She shook her shoulder whenever her own name was called.

Sa Heon-yeong knew that Young-young wanted other people to call her by her own name as well. But the name is precious. Only Sa Heon-yeong can call that name.

"Young-ah, did you eat well?"

"Huh."

With the queen's informal remark, the maids' complexions darkened. However, the Demon King ordered them not to interfere with the queen's etiquette.

'She is the king's mistress, and all her actions within the imperial family are futile. Do you, the lesser ones, dare to discuss etiquette with my wife?'

The maid who taught the queen the word 'Your Highness', was kicked out to do chores. She will never be able to attend the queen again. The name may be a chore, yet it is an arduous place to work mixed with slaves. It is the most avoided place for maids.

They were desperately looking into the eyes of the Demon King.

"The physician said you should eat a little more."

"Oh, the physician has changed. It wasn't the grandfather from the last time."