"Marie! What is going on!?" Dorothy's face paled when she saw Rosalind kneeling. The people behind her were just as surprised. Dorothy imdiately helped Rosalind up.
"Miss Dorothy she she just started kneeling and I "
"Sister, what are you doing? We should kneel. She is the one who just received the Blessing." Rosalind smiled at Dorothy. Obviously, the ntion of the Blessing was Dorothy's sore spot.
"What?"
"I Miss Dorothy it's not like that. She just said that I "
"Sister, she asked if I know her and it seed that the way I spoke offended her. When I said no, her face turned red, and I realized she must be soone important. Not knowing who she is probably a sin. And that's when I realized she must be the one who received the Blessing. Rosalind said. "So, I paid my respects."
Rosalind made her voice as loud as possible, making sure that the people behind her sister could hear her.
"Rose, that is not true," Dorothy said calmly. Although she was smiling, her eyes weren't able to hide the discomfort that she felt from Rosalind's words.
"She isn't soone special. She also didn't receive the Blessing, so stop kneeling. Do you understand? You do not have to kneel when you see them again," Dorothy continued.
"Oh?" Rosalind blinked as if she just realized sothing. "I apologize for making the mistake, older sister. It's just that " Rosalind lowered her head. "I was so excited to et the Blessed one and since she spoke as if she was soone I should know, I assud that "
"Shut your trap!" Marie hissed, her voice intentionally low. "I didn't say that! I just asked you a question! Why must you bla for jumping to conclusions?"
"I apologize." Rosalind said. "I didn't an to think that you were soone important."
Soone from behind Dorothy cough. On the outside, Rosalind sounded so innocent, but the aning behind her words was pretty obvious. At first, she thought Marie was important, so she knelled.
Now Marie was scolding her for jumping to conclusions. It was as if Marie was saying that it was Rosalind's fault for kneeling into soone who isn't actually important.
Realizing the aning behind her words, Marie's face turned ugly. She wanted to say more but the girl behind her slowly tugged her dress.
There was simply no winning this fight.
She glared at Rosalind before turning towards Dorothy.
"I apologize, Young Lady. I didn't an to cause chaos."
Right now, Dorothy's position was extrely awkward. She had trained to beco the next successor, but she didn't receive the Blessing. Now, there were rumors that she is about to be married to a barbarian Duke.
Although everyone was talking about her behind her back, no one would dare cross the eldest daughter of Martin Lux the Blessed patriarch.
"It's alright." Dorothy sighed. "Ladies and gentlen, let us go to the garden. Co here Rosalind" Dorothy uttered.
In response, Rosalind nodded and followed her sister. Despite the fact that she could feel everyone's gaze on her back, she chose to ignore them as she lowered her head and obediently followed behind Dorothy.
Marie, the woman the woman from earlier, also followed them with the other two girls.
Now that Rosalind thought about it, it looks like they were actually going to so tea party instead of a private tea with Dorothy and Jeas.
Dorothy's maid didn't inform them about this, it was clearly a sche to catch her up.
If Rosalind complained about this, Dorothy would easily say that she inford her maid about it. She would then bla the maid for failing to tell the truth. How could a caring sister like Dorothy fail to inform her younger sister about sothing like this?
Obviously, no one would take Rosalind's side, and everyone would assu she was only lying to gain attention.
After a while, they finally arrived at a clearing with a large oval-shaped table adored with flowers and various types of pastries.
"As you all know," Dorothy smiled. "Father just received so gifts from the north and he gave permission to share them with everyone. Take your seats and enjoy." Dorothy sat at the head of the table.
She insisted to make Rosalind sit next to her. Complying, Rosalindsaid nothing else.
"Rosalind, I am sure that you still rember him," Dorothy said as she looked at the person sitting next to Rosalind. "Jeas Jeas Sencler."
Dorothy smiled.
Seeing this, Rosalind couldn't help but curse herself inwardly. In the past, Dorothy was always nice and sweet toward Jeas and Rosalind thought nothing of this. But seeing the way Dorothy looked at Jeas now made her realize sothing.
Dorothy liked Jeas.
She turned towards Jeas who gave her a curt nod before smiling at Dorothy.
It seems that the feeling is rather mutual.
"Yes," Rosalind smiled. "I rember the good old Jeas."
"Stop calling him old," Dorothy said.
"It's alright, little Rose liked to call old just because I am two years older than her. I rember she used to call the sa nickna when we were still little."
"But that was five years ago," Dorothy said. "Rosalind you may call him by his na."
"Ah? But " Rosalind lowered her head. "I apologize for calling you old, Jeas," she muttered in a tiny voice.
"Hah it's not a problem. "
"Alright, we should start with introductions. I am sure allof us already know Rosalind, my dear younger sister. Five years ago, the family send her up north to make her feel better. Five years later, she is finally healthy and ready to co back to the capital."
Dorothy continued, "This ti, many of you were asked to visit the capital along with my sister, and I assud it would be nice to have a small get-together to familiarize ourselves with each other. Of course, we are going to do this with the tea that the Duke of the North gave my father."
"The Duke of the North?" Rosalind looked up, her face blushing at the ntion of the Duke. This was the second ti that Dorothy ntioned the North reference. She knew that the tea of the north was not actually liked in the capital because of its bitter taste.
As soone who learned etiquette, Dorothy should have known that talking about sothing that many people dislike isn't exactly proper, but she did it anyway.
Clearly, she had her own motives.
Sadly for her, Rosalind had her own motives too.
"Yes, sister. The Duke of the North just gifted father a few things," Dorothy said. "Is sothing the matter?"
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