Chapter 83
“Oh, you really look like a fairy, madam.”
“Who do you want to show this to first?”
I thought that I didn’t hate the pouring of complints. It was amazing to look at even with my own eyes.
The woman in the mirror smiling shyly was blinding, as if she were under magic.
And it wasn’t just because of makeup, not because of luxurious dresses and colorful jewels.
“Is that bracelet really okay with you?”
Lucille, who was closing the jewelry box, secretly asked.
All my jewelry was shiny, but she looked disappointed that only the bracelet was worn out.
“Yes, this is enough. Thank you. You all worked hard.”
I raised one hand and pressed my pounding chest tightly.
Thanks to the beautiful sleeve, this bracelet would not stand out.
If I had to insist on this, I don’t know, maybe it was because it was the first gift he gave .
So when I wore this, I felt like I was getting stronger.
And I had to be very strong for a while from today.
“Ruby.”
Eleania was waiting ahead where the carriage was parked.
It was fantastic to see her in an elegant lace dress coloured in light lemon and cream, a jewel pin in her braided hair, but...... Oh, it’s awkward. It’s awkward.
Not only , but she also had an awkward atmosphere around her.
It goes without saying that it was not like her.
It’s our first ti eting alone since the tea party incident.
Haa, that Freya.
“You’re so beautiful, Ellen.”
When I talked carefully, trying to suppress the awkwardness, Ellenia looked at right away.
At first glance, her cold red eyes had a tinge of embarrassnt.
“Ruby, you’re beautiful without words.”
During a short silence, we hesitated to see if we would continue the conversation for a while, but soon we closed our mouths and got into the carriage.
Surrounded by such an awkward silence, the wagon ran toward the royal palace.
* * *
Two flags were scattered in Elmos Port, pale sunlight and fog covering it.
The flag with the crown symbolizing Orta and the flag with the Longinus symbol on it.
Below it, so priests of the Temple of Elendale stood, along with knights wearing blue capes, on display to greet the guests.
Finally, the Romagnan people ca like a red wave.
The cardinal was among the crimson dressed people.
Cardinal Valentino was the only one in a tailcoat, at the forefront of the dogs, but aside from his outfit, his appearance was even more noticeable.
Was that the young cardinal Cesare de Borgia?
The Pope’s eldest son, Cardinal Valentino, Duke of Savoy, and governor of Romagna.
A silent disturbance spread among the welcoming groups.
Although the appearance of attracting attention at once may be the sa, there was no figure that resembled Orta’s Duchess in any corner.
“Yes.”
The Archbishop of the Elendale Temple, who got off the horse, approached the young cardinal and knelt on one knee.
Cesiare looked down on the archbishop of his father’s age for a while and reached out without a word.
The archbishop kissed the ring in his hand and drew a sign.
“Thank you for coming a long way. Thank you to the Holy Spirit, the Holy Father.”
As soon as the archbishop, who added this, stepped back, the sound of horseshoes rang.
Cesare rode a horse from the other side and stared quietly at the silver knight approaching.
The sa eyes as the deep blue sapphire in the ring fluttered with cool light.
The insensitive eyes looking down at the eyes were a burning ruby color.
A thin ray of sunlight fell between the two n.
At the very mont when the people gathered at the dock were overwheld with unknown anxiety and passed the dry needle, his sister-in-law opened her mouth.
“Welco, Lord.”
“Thank you.”
A sigh of relief spread like a wave.
It was the beginning of the festival.
* * *
“Dorias’ delegation is coming in!”
“Prince Visconti is entering!”
“The delegation of the kingdom of Pavia is coming in!”
The banquet hall covered with fresco paintings was crowded with people shining brightly and foreigners dressed exotically.
VIPs and delegates arrived one after another, all with a face that hadn’t recovered from a good laugh, drinks, and chatting.
It didn’t seem to be a very important matter whether they had a good relationship with Brittania or not.
It reminded of a sports ga in my previous life.
I had experienced several banquets attended by foreign VIPs in Romagna, but this was the first ti here.
I guess I underestimated the international event called the gladiatorial match.
Anyway, at the mont, I was rather distracted and had no thoughts, so I diligently wandered around as Orta’s Duchess, greeted the VIPs, and exchanged fruitless conversations.
Among them were faces I saw in Romagna a few tis. For example...
“It feels new to see you here, Lady Rudbeckia.”
Whether it was my old partner or anyone else.
Ugh, I knew this would happen, but it was embarrassing to actually et him again.
In the original, I rember that the people who broke up with were busy avoiding Rudbeckia.
“Nice to see you too, Prince Osorel.”
“It seems that the cardinal has not arrived yet, seeing that you are alone for so reason.”
This jerk... I smiled at the man who smiled provocatively.
“Yes, thanks to that, you won’t be able to push by the back of my neck again.”
Osorel imdiately looked like he chewed sothing bitter, but nevertheless calmly responded.
“Well, luckily, I won’t be the man who will hold my lady’s neck this ti. I heard that you have a good relationship with your husband, and I think it will be a pretty fun festival.”
“I’m very lucky. My husband is not an ugly man who takes his anger out on his wife after hearing false rumors.”
If you beco suspicious after hearing false rumors, go to Cesare and talk to him.
However, none of them did.
This was just a bluff anyway.
If Cesare was determined to provoke Izek.......
Oh my god. Get a hold of yourself, get a hold of yourself! You have to behave properly.
No matter what you do to , I will never.......
“I’m ugly?...”
Osorel, who was about to spit out sothing, soon shut up again about what he was thinking.
Then he murmured as if whispering.
“Yes, I admit I was an. Because of that, I paid a great price, from your brother.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Actually, my lady, today I’m...”
“Excuse , I’m thirsty”.
He seed to want to tell sothing more, but I turned around and left.
See, I went around to relax, but I happened to run into that person.
“Are you okay, my lady?”
“Oh, Sir Andymion.”
“Taste this, please. It’s very refreshing.”
Phew, nice. Just in ti, I was thirsty, so I gently accepted Andymion’s yellow drink.
Thank you, but is it just an illusion that you feel like you’ve been wandering around since last ti? Your boss told you to keep an eye on .
“By the way, I’m really blinded by your beauty today, my lady.”
“Thank you. The sa goes for you. You look taller than last ti.....”
“Oh, really? Are you serious?”
Of course, I ant it. I think he’s a few centiters taller than when I last saw him.
That’s true. He’s at an age where he grows fast too.
What if he becos like his brother?
“Wow, but there’s really a lot of people. I think more foreign VIPs ca this year.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I was a kid then...Oh, look, they must have co from Rembrandt.”
I almost dropped the cup I was holding while turning my eyes inadvertently.
Oh, I should’ve just begged my husband to pick up!
“My lady?”
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
Why was he here today?
I rember that he didn’t co to Elendale in the original!
Whether Andymion looked puzzled or not, I quickly grabbed the hem of the dress and took so steps forward.
I should avoid bumping into these people.
Moreover, Rembrandt’s Duke Vishelier was not comparable to any of my old suitors.
He’s still often ridiculed as an eunuch, and if he’s holding a grudge against like Prince Osorel, there’s a lot to care about.....
“My lady, my lady!”
Once I thought I had to go to the bathroom and reorganize my mind, soone jumped out of my way.
It was Leah, the doll-like little girl in a cute pink dress.
“Oh, Leah....”
“Why do you look so pretty today?”
“Ahahaha, thank you. You’re prettier.”
“Lies. Do you want to go to Princess Arien with ? I’m sure the princess wants to see that crown, too.”
“It’s not a crown, it’s a corona. First, I’ll go to the bathroom.......”
Leah opened her eyes wide as I tried to rush back, a weird look on her face.
I stopped because this was unusual for her.
“Young Lady Leah?”
“My lady, do you hate ?”
“What?”
“It’s all because of my stupid brother, right? Do you hate because of him?”
Oh no. Leah seed to think that I had a bad relationship with Ivan because of the incident at the tea party.
That was why I didn’t want to fight in front of the kids.
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