Truttt!
A droplet of wine from the soaked dress fell to the floor, creating a distinct sound.
Other than that, an eerie silence prevailed…
Neither I, Shael, nor even Perl in the front could bring ourselves to speak.
Perl stared in disbelief at my wine-splattered hands.
When the dripping wine ceased, Perl muttered in bewildernt, "Wha…what…?"
Perl glanced at , as if expecting forgiveness through an apology. I coldly ignored her gaze and redirected my attention to Shael.
Shael had a firm grip on my arms, and, much like Perl's expression a mont ago, a smirk adorned her face.
‘Everything seems fine now.'
But it wasn't fine a little while ago, as Perl had needlessly provoked a conflict.
From the mont we entered, a group led by the Duke of Anyden had given Shael a few unfriendly stares, and she had also overheard things that would be normally difficult for her to tolerate. So my concern for Shael was only natural.
Therefore, I asked Shael, "Are you okay?"
"Oh, it’s okay!"
However, the response didn't co from Shael; it belonged to Perl, who was now drenched in wine.
I had clearly directed my words at Shael. So, even if Perl was dimwitted, there was no scope for a misunderstanding.
‘As I thought, there was sothing off about this person…’
"Not you. I'm asking Shael."
"…"
"It’s not okay."
Finally Shael responded, but her answer made involuntarily smile.
‘Is it really not okay?'
In response to Shael's words, I shot her a questioning look.
Then Shael remarked, "If it were , I could have spilled it more naturally, making it seem like a mistake."
‘Am I being evaluated on my wine-spilling skills?'
Shael sounded like so kind of a wine-spilling expert.
Anyways, I responded to Shael's comnt with a vacant smile, then I turned to Perl and said, "What are you doing? I need to spend so intimate ti with Shael."
"…!"
Letting Perl go ant that there was a possibility that she could openly criticize Shael in front of the crowd. Nevertheless, I didn't care. From the outset, Perl had consistently belittled Shael.
I intended to put an end to those rumors sohow.
"Ha!"
Perl, exhaling a deep sigh as if utterly dumbfounded, turned away.
In contrast, I exhaled happily.
This incident seed to have helped release the stress that had built up for the first ti in a while. Even though there were still adversaries outside whom I couldn't handle, their reckoning would co sooner or later.
While laughing for a brief mont, I heard Shael say, "Wait!"
Shael intercepted Perl as she was about to leave, then continued, "My wine, bring another cup back."
"…"
Perl frowned at Shael's request and left her balcony.
Hmmm…I have to think of a few way to redy the situation.
"We should go inside now." I suggested.
"Yes. I need to use the washroom for a mont. The wine splashed on too."
Exiting the balcony with Shael, I, in a wine-drenched dress, observed Perl engaging in conversation with other nobles. And, their discussion's topic was evident.
Avoiding their gazes, I headed to the washroom with Shael.
"I'll wait outside."
"Sure."
Shael entered the washroom. Frankly, I was worried, since Shael was in a space beyond my sight.
Despite being a washroom in the imperial palace with stringent security and having equipped various protective artifacts, I couldn't shake off my concerns.
‘I'm still anxious. What should I do?'
I stared at the washroom, heightening my senses as much as possible. Although it was sothing quite rude, but I couldn’t help it.
Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!
Footsteps echoed in the washroom, and I could pinpoint their exact location.
‘In front of the entrance?'
She hadn't even entered the washroom properly, yet Shael stopped right at the entrance.
Then, I saw Shael peeking her head out. And I turned away to avoid making eye contact with Shael.
‘Is she spying on ?'
Leaving alone deliberately as she goes into the washroom?
A dreadful notion crossed my mind—the ‘Ring of Mutual Restriction.'
In the boutique, I had been able to converse with the owner with Shael's consent. But what about the conversation with Perl?
I consistently wore the ring, aning Shael had permitted the conversation.
‘Did she forget to set the Ring of Mutual Restriction since the boutique?'
Possibly. But more than that—the assumption that Shael was ‘keeping an eye on ' seed reasonable.
Even now, Shael left alone and went to the washroom. It reminded of the incident in the carriage. Despite Shael being present, I engaged in a conversation with another woman without her knowledge; there's no way she didn't know about it.
Beyond trusting , Shael was exceptionally possessive and jealous.
Shael's peculiar behavior had on edge. It appeared I needed to be more cautious than usual during social gatherings.
Aside from dispelling rumors about Shael, perhaps it was best to refrain from conversation altogether.
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