Fake Cinderella

At the night club seat, I am told not to eat or drink.

Of course, I was just a little relieved that what I ate at the luncheon couldn't have been digested immediately because it was after my nap and I didn't have to eat any more.

I heard there are many dishes lined up at the table between the walls, although meals are not the main thing, unlike during the day, because night clubs are a ball. They say you can take whatever you want, like a buffet.

(I haven't digested it yet)

"Ruthia, are you okay?

"... Yes"

I try to have a soft grin.

I was told I have a fever, but I don't particularly care enough to wonder if it's a little hot in my physical sense.

When I look at His Highness, my cheeks loosen.

Just being together brings my mind to life.

Hands spinning on my hips...... glad to have you escorted like this instead of being held up.

(Simple as I am)

"Lean back."

"... it's okay, right?

I just feel a little hot, it's not like I feel dizzy or can't walk anymore.

"Don't force it"

"Yes, of course."

In front of us having a conversation in a low voice, the liturgist exalts me and His Highness on their visit, and the trumpet of the signal is sounded.

The front door leading to the Great Hall was opened heavily.

(Dazzling......)

Of course there are shimmering chandeliers, and there are all night lights here.

With all this lighting, it becomes so bright that it doesn't even make you feel the night, not electricity.

It has a slightly sweet rose scent because the fine candles are lit at all costs.

"... how many people are there?

"Up to a little over two hundred and fifty."

We sneak in and exchange words.

"Two hundred and fifty..."

I don't know if that's a lot or a lot of attendees at nightclubs. But I've never seen so many people gather in one place since 'I' got back.

(... in Utria, where they took me with a snob. Because there was never that many people together)

Think of what's going on in the busy downtown area at night.

"One hundred and twenty-eight or more barons received today's invitation to the night club. I have the right to attend only that principal and his wife from the text of the invitation. Of course, if you don't have a wife, you can bring your daughter or fiancée instead of your wife. However, concubines and mistresses are not allowed. So a maximum of two hundred and fifty five people even if all houses take part two at a time. Royalty there... me and you, and then two hundred and sixty more Al and the twins."

I see. I step through the open door into the great hall, thinking of two hundred and sixty.

This is the most formatted, the largest large hall, and even with all those people, I don't feel stuffed at all.

The gaze that can be directed at us...... and my heart is only a little scared of the strained air. It's obvious because this is my first night out, and I'm not used to getting noticed like this.

I realized I was trying to think of something else to escape reality from there.

(... isn't that two hundred and sixty-first?

I guess you found out what I thought. His Royal Highness continued laughing at me for a moment.

"There will never be two Elsevelt participants"

"Oh, I see... eh, aren't you eligible to participate? Duchess."

Speaking of which, the Duke decided to join one, didn't he, and then, that? Wonder if my late wife's people aren't eligible to participate? And I doubt it again.

"If it's a mere institutional matter, it's eligible. Because she is the Duchess. But the royal hosts...... or she doesn't attend a royal attendance. Rather than, I wouldn't be able to. No matter how much Lord Dong, he won't be willing to follow us until he reverses our feelings."

"Already?"

"I've brought him here several times. but me, Al, and Arienol will also exit when she comes"

His Highness said clearly.

I waver my affection at the smile and the people on both sides as I walk in the middle of a hedge that is escorted by His Highness and broken in two. Of course, I don't know who it is.

His Royal Highness also receives greetings and exchanges meetings only with the person he seems to know with a smiling expression that I don't think he is talking about this content.

"... you're deeply rooted"

"That's right.... It is only natural that personal feelings should not be reflected in political decisions, except in this one case. Nothing, the Duchess personally never did anything to Effinia, but we believe that her presence and her formation killed Effinia... the princess."

Yeah. This story, no matter how many times I hear it, is currently in progress, right? Even though it was over ten years ago.

"... does His Highness Nadir not think that my mother's death is my fault?

"... why is it your fault?

His Highness drops his gaze towards me with the expression of heartfelt wonder.

"I think it was the cause of death that caused my physical damage because I was born."

I put back the gaze I was looking up to smile at everyone. Your Highness must have understood why I turned a blind eye. The hand that accompanied my back was moved gently.

"... I guess one of the causes of death was that the body wasn't so strong. But what most eroded her seemed to be the insensitive presence of the Duke and the Duchess, who at the time was only his mistress. It's not something I would say anyway about having a mistress. But you don't think Effinia was heartbroken by her newlywed husband who goes to his mistress who let her live away on the same property that night after her wedding in the territory?

"No."

I just want to say that my mother herself knows how I really feel, but that's all I can say for sure. Even if there was no heart above the politically married person, I don't think there is a wife who could allow the person who became her husband to go to his mistress that first night.

(... it's impossible, but even if you could emotionally forgive that, you should never forgive a political marriage)

There is something called political marriage that needs to be protected.

What the Duke did was not just say that he left his new wife in a political marriage alone. He turned his wife's home, the royal family, against her, and humiliated her like no other.

Even now, the royal family has not forgiven that. His late Majesty, of course, as well as His Highness Nadir.

"I will never forgive you for this matter, no matter how palatable you may be."

"Uh, why would I want to?

"I don't remember, because you may feel sorry for the Duchess."

"... since I'm the most important thing, you want to accompany Nadir as much as you can, don't you? I'm not furry enough to ignore what you said about Nadir and give a mouthful for the Duchess who doesn't even know her face."

His Highness' feet, for a moment, stopped.

"Master Nadir?

"... no... nothing"

The eyes soothe.

I laughed at the color of those eyes, which looked sweeter than usual. His Royal Highness also returns a grin - - - Probably didn't look like His Royal Highness laughed to anyone else.

And two extravagant chairs placed in the upper seat...... when escorted to the provisional throne, there were no more shards in me, such as nervousness about the night club.