The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path

It felt as though the shackles that were placed upon her ankles were clinking, but they were slowly being taken off.

“Lady Radis, your tailored dress has also arrived! You can wear your new dress to the play!”

Berry seemed just as excited as Radis.

She brought in a box containing the new dress along with April, the marquis’ maid who’s in charge of clothes.

As she took out the dress made of dark green velvet and green silk, April spoke.

“Since Milady’s going to watch a play, a dress with a classic design would be nice, right? What do you think about this green dress?”

On the other hand, Berry chose a sensual evening dress made of black fabric and adorned with rose designs.

“Lady Radis, what about this?”

Radis pretended to contemplate, but eventually chose the dress that April recommended.

Berry seemed to sulk after that, but the moment Radis turned around in the green dress, Berry bounced on her feet.

“Wow, wow, wow! What do I do…! You’re so pretty, Lady Radis!”

Radis was very surprised as well.

This dress was leagues away compared to that pink sponge, which had been sold at ninety percent off at Rhode Boutique.

Made of dark green velvet and green silk, the dress was very luxurious, pretty, and much more comfortable to wear than she originally thought.

“Berry, get out of the way.”

While holding her makeup tools in both hands, Nicky pushed away Berry with her butt.

While stroking Radis’ cheek with the back of her hand, Nicky spoke with an affectionate tone.

“Lady Radis! Ahh, you’re so cute. I’ll doll you right up!”

Nicky’s makeup skills were nothing short of amazing.

She trimmed Radis’ eyebrows into a pretty shape and curled her eyelashes nicely.

“Milady is already so pretty that there’s nothing for me to do!”

And she also showered Radis with sweet compliments.

As Radis wore her new dress, had her makeup done and had her hair neatly styled with a pretty hat on, Radis was surprised when she saw herself in the mirror.

Her reflection showed a beautiful, noble young lady who seemed to have been plucked out of the scene of a banquet somewhere else. It wasn’t like anything she’s seen before.

Radis was amazed.

“Wow…!”

Berry also burst into an exclamation.

“Oh my gosh…!”

April was pleased, too.

“Lady Radis, you look so great!”

Nicky pushed Berry away again with her butt as she said this with an excited voice.

“You’re as lovely as a baby deer, Lady Radis…!”

Frustrated that Nicky kept pushing her out with her butt, Berry pulled at Nicky and shouted.

“Nicky, stop it! You’re being a lech!”

“Oh my, I only like beautiful women though? Not a kid like you!”

“Go away, go away!”

With one hand on her waist, Berry pushed Nicky out with her butt, and the two scuffled out of the room little by little.

Meanwhile, Radis was just staring blankly at the mirror without hearing Berry and Nicky bickering.

‘That’s me?’

The girl in the mirror was really pretty.

No, not only did she look pretty, but she looked lovely and precious.

It was like she was raised by a generous father and a sweet mother and grew up in a harmonious family, as if sometimes, she and her siblings would argue, but they generally got along well… She looked like such a noble young lady.

‘That’s Radis?’

At any moment in her life, which had already been cut short before, but all that time, Radis had never looked at herself for this long.

When she was at the Tilrod household, there was a time when she had passed by a mirror and saw herself.

When she faced her reflection and saw that endlessly forlorn gaze staring back at her, she felt so dizzy. It was as if she was looking down the end of a cliff.

It was the same when she was masquerading as David whenever she went out for subjugation expeditions at Monsterwood.

The moment she would look into the surface of the water to wash her face in the murky water, or whenever she’d find herself in the reflection of her blade, she’d see her gaunt, exhausted face. And just as though she’d trip on a flight of stairs, her heart would drop to the ground.

The Radis in the mirror was so lovely and pretty that her memories of the past almost felt like a lie.

Behind her, she saw that the black-clad Yves Russell was approaching.

His cloak and suit were all black, but that was more acceptable today. Men’s formal wear was usually black after all.

With a well-tailored suit over his adequately built solid physique Yves Russell looked quite, no, rather dashing. And his hair looked less disheveled.

Radis looked at Yves Russell in the mirror.

And Yves Russell looked back at her in that reflection as well.

What a strange pair.

They were such different people that it would make sense if they came from the opposite sides of this mirror in different worlds.

With both still looking at the mirror, Yves Russell placed a necklace on Radis.

It was an amethyst necklace adorned with silver and diamonds.

Over the dark green velvet, just as the fabric’s darkness began to deepen, the diamond-studded silver cord shone brightly like the night sky around her chest.

Yves Russell’s lips could be seen in the mirror smiling sweetly.

And he whispered into Radis’ ear.

“You’re beautiful, Radis.”

The words seemed to strike a chord in her heart.