Chapter 213

Belle took a moment to tidy her dress, which got wrinkled during running.

Then she puffed her chest, raised her chin, and walked over like a proud princess.

“Morning.”

She said in a polite yet distant voice.

The ladies jerked around in shock. Especially Agnes. Her movement was so large that

she almost knocked over a teacup.

“Princess Belle, wha–what are you doing here?” one of the ladies stuttered.

“I am here for your tea party,” Belle replied with a cool smile.

“Forgive me Your Highness, but you are not invited-

“Oh, is that so?”

Belle raised an eyebrow, glaring at her, “This is my house, my garden. The willow above your head was planted by my late mama and papa decades ago. And now you are telling me that I need to be invited to my own home?”

The lady flinched, biting her lips in silence.

Wells walked over and stood behind his twin sister’s back, “Belle, looks like we have got a bunch of intruders in our house. What do we do to those intruders again?”

Belle said in her soft, silky voice, “We chase them out. Or we shoot them dead.” “Great idea.” Wells grinned, stretching his body, “Do you want to take the lead? Or should 1

“Wait!”

Agnes stood up abruptly with a pale face.

Her chest heaved. Then she forced out a smile, “You are more than welcome to join us, Princess Belle, Prince Wells…and Lady Janet.”

“Awesome.”

Belle held Janet’s hand and led her to the long table set underneath the tree.

There were several intricately designed cushions on the ground. All the ladies were sitting on those cushions.

Yet there was only one empty cushion left.

“I am a dude. I can sit on the ground,” Wells shrugged.

“Then we still need one more seat at the table.”

Belle looked around the table and eventually fixed her gaze on Agnes’s face. “…Agnes, you should stand up and make room for me and Janet,” she chuckled.

The twin’s target was quite clear now.

The ladies exchanged uneasy looks with each other while Agnes’s face twisted with embarrassment.

Then she said in a strained voice, “I don’t think that is necessary, Princess Belle. I can easily ask the maids to bring us one more cushion…”

“So now it is OK to add one more seat to the table? Then what about last Christmas?” Belle said in a loud voice, “You sat in MY seat last Christmas by my brother’s side! When I walked up to confront you, you said that the table was full and asked me to sit somewhere else! I got angry yet you said to everyone, ‘Look at Belle. Getting all teared up for such a small matter. But who can blame her? She is just a spoiled child.“”

a vivid mimicry

ladies wanted to

Agnes glared at them.

his arms and raised an eyebrow at Agnes, “Lady Agnes, you are not a child. Surely you won’t get upset if

clenched her fists,

handkerchief and dubbed it at

grudge against me, Princess Belle…But…But it is not that your brother

did you say?!” Belle

my fault

Wells huffed, “Our brother would never choose to sit with you instead

“But it is true.”

“He often said to me that… that he hoped he could have a

roared her

now saw what was going

Agnes’s exclusive tea party, hoping to wrap up the party and embarrass Agnes in front of her gang

easily

see

are you saying that you

“No, that is not what I

to King Westin again? You are not his mate nor fiancé, are you? You are just his dead friend’s wife. Why are you

Agnes was rendered speechless.

appeared on her pale cheeks, “I

are you saying that you and the King have an improper kind of

“NO!” Agnes snapped.

let out a frustrated breath and

can have my seat if you like, Lady Janet,”

her head to Janet, joy gleaming in her eyes.

exhilarating

did feel good

took their seats by the table,

“Agnes, since you have nothing else to do

froze on her

at once, “Good

intention to ease the tension, spoke up at once, idea.

our pleasure to hear Agnes

and Wells, even though the latter two… got an

“I–1 hurt my fingers. I

about the flute?” Wells

don’t

asked sharply, “All the ladies are trained. to play at least

the ladies looked at Agnes with

balled her fists, scarlet

then suddenly let out

she choked, dubbing her eyes with her handkerchief. “A widow like me is an easy target…What would

to get out all of your lies and wrongs, leaving the dead

Agnes’s back became stiff.

a loud wail of

on us!” Belle yelled

was an unsettling look on the rest of the ladies

wanting to go after Agnes,

with me. Those of you who stay here are welcome to play. I am

court never allowed young

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