After visiting the temple, I met the duke’s exclusive tailor, who Ellenia had called, and spent four days fitting new clothes, writing letters to the Romagna family, and preparing for the banquet.

 

In the meantime, even Izek’s nose could not be found, and according to Ellenia, the summer season was surprisingly the busiest with various preparations.

 

Anyway, that was how my first Elendaleian social event arrived.

 

The jade silk dress I wore during the Eucharist was the plainest dress I had ever brought.

 

Cream-coloured leather shoes studded with pearls and summer gloves. Other accessories were only aquamarine earrings.

 

My hair was also long braided downward without any accessories attached.

 

My modest attire was quite unexpected, and the blunt-faced maids looked a little suspicious, but they asked no questions.

 

“Ruby.”

I’m grateful for having an ice sculpture-like face call me by my nickname.

 

Standing under the hall stairs in a red dress with long sleeves, Ellenia was like a mythical goddess herself. Phew, I can’t believe she almost married Enzo. But, the person next to her…

“Ruby, say hello. This is an old friend of mine, Freya Van Furiana.”

(T/N: I believe the previous translator had called her Flaya(mentioned once in chapter 3) but to me, Freya sounded more natural, so I’ll be using that ^^)
“Good morning, Lady Rudbeckia. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” A cool smile that revealed her white teeth. A sparkling smile unique to a person who had lived surrounded by love made the viewer feel cheerful. She was a beauty with a style that naturally attracted people’s hearts regardless of gender and age.

Her crescent-like eyes were violet-colored. The dress she donned, wrapped around her long, slender body like a glove, and her blond hair hanging around her face, seemed lustrous.

 

It wasn’t dark blonde, flax coloured, like mine, but paler; a cold platinum.

 

She was that childhood friend.

 

Why are you all so pretty?

 

My whole life was filled with beautiful people, but I feel like I’m still normal compared to some of the people from this world.

 

And of course, a childhood friend would be treated differently from a humble bride from a foreign country.

 

I could tell by looking at the maid’s eyes full of kindness.

Tch.

“Nice to meet you, too, Lady Furiana.” I said shyly, and Freya’s eyes turned wide for a moment before she turned back with a cheerful smile.

“Ellen, you didn’t tell me she was such a lovely person.”

(T/N: The word used to refer Ruby here was  부인 = wife, the missus of a household, but that would sound awkward so I just went for she.)

 

“You might have thought of me as a hawk-nosed witch.”

 

Ellenia still had a perfect poker face on.

 

The way she looked at me while tapping her fan was a bit strange.

 

Was something wrong with my clothes?

 

ask for your understanding in advance that my brother’s arrival might

 

so that was what

 

wasn’t expecting him to come anyway. But I hoped

 

to keep a close watch to

 

***

 

ran through the city surrounded by

 

luxury vehicle that took you to parties on a well-maintained road. Even if the times were different and the world was different, the way people lived

 

Or so I thought.

 

wished it was

 

furious if you don’t make

 

As far as I remember, Freya and the Omerta siblings’ mothers were close, even before they were born, so they grew up

 

connection and deep understanding

could sense

 

only people who had known each other for

 

that the banquet here will look too tacky to your eyes.

don’t think that will happen.

 

sociability, Freya talked to me about things, and I responded as

 

a friend, with her kindness and curiosity, she was

 

to worry

 

me,

 

of me. Especially since those two were the

 

is

 

scenery of the moon tower and the crowd of nobles who arrived earlier greeted

 

were dressed in thin dresses with long

 

dressed in

 

with priests in the neighborhood where monsters were prevalent, they did not seem to be caught off guard because of their

 

best knight as her brother, was

 

queen of the king, her own great

 

best friend Freya

 

but somehow it reminded me of my family and social

 

of favors to me, or to my father’s mistress, Lady Julia, for making connections with my father and older

 

what the rumors or public criticism were, Cesare had a huge fandom following, regardless of gender,

 

least, in my previous life. What would everyone think of me if my miserable innermost thoughts were revealed? How would it

to say, I felt like a little girl

 

short was the same downside as in

 

“Oh my…”

 

“That’s…”

 

greet Ellenia and Freya, I replied with a smile to those who

 

other vibes flowing from this large crowd, but it was okay because I was used to

 

facial muscles

 

whom I encountered occasionally, came up and greeted me to ask about my

 

Holiness was healthy these days, or Cardinal Valentino planned to visit Elendale, and so on. That was how we got to the fancy dome banquet hall surrounded

 

eyes wide and looked back at the place where

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