16. The Continuation
“Ah—!”
Accompanying the voice was a light smashing sound—
—it was the sound of a blunder; a blunder that wasn’t at all suited for such a brilliant social event.
Those who loved scandals and mocking other’s failures—the hyenas—turned their attention towards the voice immediately.
I, too, turned my eyes—and immediately regretted doing so.
Uwa, I wish I could unsee it…
There was a girl who possessed two otherworldly traits—pink hair and pink eyes. She was also a Baroness—Schmia Bergner.
I released my breath—the sound incited my curiosity. Albeit thinking about it now, it couldn’t be anything more than a small blunder—
—I regretted thinking so as well.
Again—uwa, I wish could unsee it…
“…!”
Looking at her champagne-drenched dress, Baroness Schmia paled. She probably spilled it herself. A petite face and round, cute, eyes… with long eyelashes.
As of current, the girl’s face didn’t reflect the title, ‘beautiful girl’ she rightfully deserved under normal circumstances.
If I wasn’t wrong, she was also known as both ‘Fairy Princess’ and ‘Flower Elf’…
Seeing her soaked in champagne, some men started to move.
My fiancé, who stood beside me, was also gazing at her. He was ready to head over there, too.
Baroness Schmia… she’s cute.
Although she was unmistakably cute, her personality was the bane of other girls.
That blunder just now, too—no, it would be more accurate to call that an ‘accident’ because it was most likely not on purpose.
I suppose that was why such a natural crying face incited the opposite sex’s desire to protect her.
But as a member of the same sex, I disliked it.
“…Your Highness, how about you go there and be done with it?”
I was honestly fed-up with the entire situation. My voice leaked out.
At my words, his eyes revealed his surprise.
His jade eyes swayed in uncertainty.
‘There’s no way I can approach another woman in front of my fiancée’—was what was probably running inside his mind, anyway.
Aah, how annoying.
Suspecting such a thing of a Royal Family’s member was disrespectful—but I did so in my heart, so I was safe. Because I was so sick of this situation.
Someone, give me a gastrointestinal medicine, please.
“Isn’t Baroness Schmia like a sister to you? Hurry and help her already.”
…Did I sound a little hateful there?
By the way, the ‘like a sister’ part was what Baroness Schmia told me directly;
“His Highness thinks of me as his little sister. As such, I believe I am the most suitable person for you to consult with about anything regarding your fiancé!”—so she proclaimed, rather loudly, too.
Besides that, this seemed to be her catchphrase. Other than His Highness, she had a lot of ‘mock-brothers’ in the social circle. That, in itself, was praiseworthy.
His Highness heard my words and raised his eyebrows—as if he was a little concerned.
“…There’s no need. It’s alright. Kevin is there.”
He said briefly. Kevin was one of His Imperial Highness’ attendants, and also one of the older brothers of Baroness Schmia’s.
I see.
‘It’s alright’ because her relative went to help. His Highness was probably thinking of comforting her later—of course, hidden from plain sight.
That’s a ‘wonderful sibling love’, indeed…
After all, he adored said cute little sister, likely more than his own fiancée—his future wife—whom was standing beside him the entire time.
I applauded myself for not cursing there and then. I also wouldn’t get into trouble because it didn’t show on my face.
The Crown Prince of this kingdom. The first child of the Haulfa Kingdom. In summary, royalty. The Kingdom of Haulfa was a vast, rich territory with an abundance of military strength.
He had a good-looking face, too. He was basically that prince who appeared in every romance book ever.
He had blond hair which shone silver depending on the amount of sunlight. His eyes were green, like emeralds.
The word ‘gentle’ would suit such a perfect-looking gentleman like him. But, his true character was hard to grasp.
To put it bluntly, he was broad-minded.
Even worse, I didn’t know what he was thinking. In fact, even though we had been engaged for ten years, I couldn’t grasp what he was thinking at all.
Now, as if that long, reasonable, passage of time—ten years—didn’t mean anything, he started falling for a Baron’s daughter who randomly appeared. It was out of nowhere.
I could bear that our relationship and engagement were in name only, that there was no color of love. But how was I supposed to be okay with this?
What were those ten years spent with me?
I glanced at him and caught him still staring at Baroness Schmia with an unreadable gaze.
Kevin, His Highness’ close associate, escorted her and left the venue.
Aaah, this whole mess is ridiculously stupid…
***T/N: Yeah.. ch. 16 is basically ch. 1 tagged as ch. 16… because that doesn’t bode well with me, enjoy a double release today!
Could be keeping her on hook, but who was the person trying to end the country, I think Baroness Schmia, but I don’t really know yet.
With the new level of context I have on events, I can see how bad the prince was. He might also be judging on if the baroness is acting or truly just clumsy. At least he should know to keep his distance from now on.
Learning that Tiarize was wearing a dress with the color of the prince while all this shitty stuff is happening infuriates me
It’s the prologue rather than chapter 1, but yeah. That’s a strange choice by the writer. Mildly quoting it to make it clear that the event happened here chronologically is one thing, but this appears to be a word-for-word copy&paste.
It is a literal copy paste >.>
The differences are due to more things being noticed in the edits.