Chapter 70: Change
Sigren wore an awkward expression as he listened to the conversation between the two noblewomen. Adjusting to this atmosphere was not easy, and despite being around the same age, everyone felt uncomfortable. In the end, Sigren decided to sneak away. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
‘I’m also still awkward around Lady Livya. How can I just leave like this?’
Fiona, trying to follow Sigren quickly, ended up spraining her foot. She still struggled with her high-heeled shoes.
Fortunately, Sigren caught Fiona before she could fall.
“Lady Fiona, you should be more careful.”
Fiona was irritated by his nagging. “Your Highness might change your mind if you walked on tiptoes. No, you’ll definitely change it.”
Both of them spoke in an awkward tone. Livya was convinced that the tension in the conversation was due to her presence. She knew that the two were close, but she didn’t realize they were this familiar with each other. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Excuse me, I think I’ll be going now.”
“Oh, Lady Livya, wait a moment.”
Despite her discomfort, Fiona couldn’t just leave Livya alone after she had gotten lost.
Fiona smiled softly. “You said you were lost. I know the way, so let’s go back together.”
Livya paused at this kind offer. As expected, she needed to make a decision. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
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I went to see Sigren a while ago, but we couldn’t have a proper conversation in the end.
‘I’ll see him later then.’
In any case, something significant finally came up: the Empress’s invitation.
To be precise, it was for one of the annual balls hosted by the Empress. These balls are held four times a year, at the start of each season, and are primarily attended by young people. In this context, ‘young’ refers to those from their late teens, who have just reached adulthood, to those in their late 20s. While attendance isn’t compulsory, it is strongly encouraged. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Celine saw the invitation and laughed. “I’ve heard that many people end up getting married after attending these balls.”
They are the second most romantic events in noble society, following only the hunting competitions.
“There are a lot of young people compared to other balls, so I’m sure you’ll have more fun there,” she added.
Abel gave Celine an uncomfortable look. “It’s still too early for her.”
Celine laughed at Abel’s comment. “That’s right, My Lady. You could at least take a quick look while you’re at the ball. You’re still young, after all. You need to develop a good eye for men first.”
“A quick look?” I murmured. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Yes, My Lady. You should at least see one or two.”
No matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t think I’d live up to her expectations. I muttered sullenly, “Celine, didn’t I tell you? I’m not even popular in Heilon.”
I only dance with Abel and Sigren.
Suddenly, Celine glanced at Abel.
For some reason, Abel shook his head.
Celine looked at me again and smiled.
“It would be different here.”
She smiled kindly and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Look at how beautiful our My Lady is.”
Celine cared for me like her granddaughter. It was said that no matter how old a granddaughter was or how dirty they were after rolling on the ground, a grandmother would always call them beautiful. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
I laughed awkwardly. “Your taste may be different from those in Heilon, haha.”
To be honest, since I entered Fiona’s body when she was still a child and grew up in it, I couldn’t objectively judge her appearance. It was like how most people feel when they see their own faces. I just knew that my eyes, nose, and mouth were properly attached.
Abel approached me after seeing that my hair was finished. “Is your partner Sigren?”
“I haven’t asked him yet.”
“Then it’s me,” Abel said with a serious face. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Why was the conversation taking this turn?
“I never asked the Duke to do it…”
“If it’s not Sigren, then I’d be the only one.”
It’s sad to hear someone sum up how narrow your personal relationships are in just one sentence.
“But isn’t it very old-fashioned to go with a guardian as an adult?”
Abel tapped my forehead.
“What a stupid thought you have. I’m your father.”
I couldn’t argue with that. Something tickled my heart, so I closed my mouth. Then I heard Abel’s faint laugh. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“You’re touched, aren’t you? Now, call me father.”
“…”
With those words, my desire to call him father quickly vanished.
‘I’ve had a change of heart.’
I lightly slapped Abel’s hand that was on top of my head and said in a sulking voice, “No, I don’t want to.” Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
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