DYBAR - Chapter 81 < The Bell-Wearing, Innocent Grand Duke >
Do Your Best And Regret
That can't be possible.
Olivia had a face that shook him, even when he saw her at the Tiase palace at the end. She unexpectedly called the Grand Duke to Tiese Palace, and even though she left him behind, Leopold vividly remembers Olivia's words of jealousy. However,
Don't call her by nicknames?
At the same time as Leopold understood this situation, the Olivia in front of him felt like an illusion. He couldn't believe it unless it was an illusion. Olivia was so dazzlingly beautiful in the bright dress, which he always thought did not suit her. That she can sparkle more brilliantly than countless jewels. And the eyes looking at Leopold are so insensitive.
Leopold made an effort to raise the corner of his lips. And he responded leisurely, slowly leaning back on his shoulder.
"That can't be possible."
Olivia looked up at him with an unknown face. The eyes, devoid of affection or wind, were unfamiliar and at the same time, his heart stirred strangely.
It was unexpected. He can't believe he can't see those eyes sparkling again and looking at him as if they're yearning for affection. Nevertheless, Leopold decided for himself that this situation was not a big problem.
It was a long eleven years. The time Olivia Madeleine loved him. So, if Olivia knew about the efforts he made to return to Tiase Palace to comfort her, she would easily fall for him. It would be nice to hear it directly from Baroness Sophron.
Thinking about that, Leopold smiled loosely.
"Even if you leave your seat for a while, the owner of the seat next to me won't change, right? The Crown Princess' palace is waiting for you, looking exactly the same as when it was empty."
Olivia's elegant voice reminded him of Tiase Palace. Leopold thought she was his. A palace that was not his. When she had nothing, she tended to the palace obsessively. But now there was no need for that.
That palace wasn't his, and she now has a lot of things. Once again, Olivia was reminded of what he had. Meanwhile, he noticed a familiar face glaring at him beyond her vision.
"....It looks like the Lady of Ethel is waiting for Your Highness."
Even after all this, Olivia's calm appearance was not the reaction that Leopold had expected. Leopold had no idea that what he said would make Olivia think of Vikander.
With a burst of irritation, Leopold reflexively looked where Olivia's gaze was directed. Maria was looking this way, her face even redder than the pink dress she was wearing. As soon as their eyes met, her cat-like sharp eyes widened. This was the look Maria made whenever she felt weak. But at this moment, Leopold couldn't miss Olivia.
He was strangely upset. His mouth was dry and his head felt dizzy. It was time for Olivia to open her lips again as she cut him like a knife.
The whispering sounds of the nobles that he had not heard before were heard.
"What is going on? Has His Highness been rejected by the Princess?"
"Leave Lady Ethel behind there. Is the Princess really going to become Crown Princess again after a one-year delay?"
"Oh, it can't be like that. The Princess is wearing her ring now? The same as His Highness the Grand Duke?"
Leopold's face hardened at the words he belatedly heard among the anxious voices. A ring. Olivia and the Grand Duke quickly looked at each other's hands, and a red jewel that looked identical sparkled.
As soon as Leopold saw the ring, he felt sick to his stomach, as if he had inhaled acrid smoke, and he felt like he was going to vomit. Leopold was so angry that his eyes were turning red.
A red Jewel ring. Clearly, the Princess and Leopold were engaged. However, Olivia had never worn her own ring before!
With a sharp energy mixed with anger, Maria quickly approached Leopold. In the meantime, the nobles gave Maria a moment's attention as she seemed to be concerned about the Crown Prince. But Maria couldn't erase the deep sense of humiliation that seemed to be smeared with her own filth, even down her face as she worried about Leopold.
Olivia Madeleine, it's not enough to call her by that thousand nicknames, but the seat next to him is waiting for Olivia. How can Leopold say that while Maria's standing here right now?
However, the fact that Maria's fingertips were shaking due to her shame was something that would calm down a little later. If she took the lead in calming down this atmosphere, Maria could restore her ridiculous self.
"Leopold, calm down. It's not like you two keep calling each other nicknames anyway. It was just to provoke the Grand Duke."
Maria's whispers were mixed with earnestness. However, all of Leopold's attention was focused on Olivia and the Grand Duke, who took this opportunity to show complete courtesy and retreat. Leopold doesn't want to see that face full of superiority with his fiancée and Grand Duke's arm around each other.
The moment he glared at his back, his heart throbbed as he turned his head and made eye contact with her, looking at Olivia's cold face. This is not it.
Leopold gritted his teeth as he felt a rush of shame. He had to somehow repay this indignity. But this time, the arrow was not directed at Olivia.
The moment when Edwin's figure as he walked was slowly caught in Leopold's gaze. Every time the Grand Duke took a step, a faint, jingling sound could be heard amidst the musical melody. This was it.
"What is this sound? There is no way there is a cat here."
Cat? It seemed like there was a bell sound from somewhere.
Unlike the nobles who couldn't understand what was being said, Olivia flinched for a moment. But he didn't stop, and Leopold let out a dull sigh.
"Compared to the title of Grand Duke, what you are doing is very Insignificant. Is it the right ankle or the left ankle?"
The face, which had been distorted for a moment, smiled wonderfully and mocked the Grand Duke. Only then did a small stir spread among the nobles.
Unlike Olivia, who blinked, the Grand Duke looked at Leopold without any change in expression. He didn't even look embarrassed. That indifferent appearance further widened the wounds left in Leopold's noble pride.
How dare!
It wasn't enough to take his girl away, but the Grand Duke, His Majesty the Emperor's dog, was staring at him.
"Are you showing off your cuteness like a cat with a bell? Oh my God."
Leopold refers to the Grand Duke as a cat. At the sound of Leopold's voice exaggeratedly clicking the tip of his tongue, laughter, and laughter erupted among the nobles. The mood again tilted towards Leopold.
Leopold walked towards Olivia and the Grand Duke, carrying Maria still hanging on his arm. The nobles' eyes twinkled as if they were anticipating the actions of the supreme Prince. This was much more interesting than the duplicate summer banquet concept. Even the main characters of this provocative play are the Prince, a small sun, and the Grand Duke, a war hero.
When the two untouchable people got closer, the nobles looked at the Prince and the Grand Duke, even forgetting to breathe. But instead of living up to their expectations, Leopold looked lazily at Olivia and the Grand Duke.
As Leopold approached them, a warm and dizzying scent caught the tip of his nose. Leopold gritted his teeth again at the familiar scent. The scent became more intense as he got closer. Olivia's green eyes, looking at him, should have sparkled again instead of shaking nervously. So Leopold sneered so low that only the Grand Duke and Olivia could hear it.
"It's something only a prostitute would do."
Then he got up and smiled as if nothing had happened. But the result was not as he had hoped. The Grand Duke, who should have blushed from the humiliation, was fine, and only Olivia's face turned pale.
"It's something only a prostitute would do."
The moment Leopold's words poured out between Edwin and me, I felt my heart drop. I was so base that it was hard to believe what the Crown Prince said. But even if I put that aside, I felt like my fingertips were getting cold.
I didn't know that the thread anklet I made would become a tool to attack Edwin. I was familiar with the insults directed at me, but they should not have spread to Edwin. I wanted to point out the Prince's words that crossed the line, but I couldn't. I should have made it solid from the beginning. Or I should have put more beeswax in the bell.
My mind went blank with a situation I had never thought of before. I couldn't even dare to look at Edwin's expression right now.
"I used to fawn to be liked."
Edwin's arm, which had firmly supported my hand, lightly brushed my exposed shoulder. I looked at Edwin as I heard a friendly voice that eased the tension.
"I don't know Your Highness knows something that even my Lady didn't notice. Olivia?"
It seemed as if no damage had been inflicted. No, on the contrary, Edwin's red eyes sparkled as if he was happy. His eyes turned back to Leopold as I watched him patiently, making sure he was slowly relaxing.
"And."
Edwin raised the corners of his mouth coldly.
"I didn't think there was someone in this banquet hall who wouldn't even be able to tell whether the person wearing the bell was a cat or a tiger."
A cold sense of intimidation poured over the soft voice. The Grand Duke shrugged his shoulders, as if making fun of the Prince's distorted face, and looked around him, clicking his tongue in pity. And he smiled, making eye contact with the Prince.
".....I guess I overestimated this place, Your Royal Highness."
The alluringly raised eyes soon folded. Behind me, I saw Knight Duot nodding his head in agreement. Those with Vikander's emblem stamped on their uniforms.
"What?!"
"Let me tell you one more thing: I learned something new thanks to Your Highness. My God, prostitutes wear bells on their ankles. I had no idea."
With that one word, the nobles immediately understood what the Prince had said when he leaned in. However, the Grand Duke added without even giving them time to whisper.
"Ever since I was young, I've been told that I'm naive and don't know what the world is like because I've only been to war zones."
Lie.
The nobles looked at the Grand Duke blankly for a moment. The dangerous and fascinating Grand Duke, who could be the antithesis of being naive, once again took control of the atmosphere.
"So, the Young Lady to whom I gave my honor is taking charge of various big things as soon as she arrives at the Grand Duchy."
The soft voice reminded the nobles of the rumors that had seeped into social circles. It is said that Olivia Madeleine has cleared up Vikander's vagabond street, which has been lagging behind. It is said that the proud knights of Vikander, who would never give oaths to any other Lady, offered their honor to Olivia Madeleine. They say that every time she goes out, the cheers spread as if a mountain was going to leave.
It was a story about Olivia Madeleine being loved by everyone in Vikander's territory. At the same time, the nobles recalled another strange rumor that followed these enormous rumors. The Princess who was said to have left for the Vikander Territory did not arrive at the Vikander Territory...
Meanwhile, Edwin looked at the Prince. It was truly worth seeing the blank expression on his face as if it was his first time hearing this.
"I guess word of mouth is very slow, Your Highness. Well, I guess I was so annoying because I didn't know."
It was funny how his eyes suddenly rose fiercely just because he said a word. The Prince doesn't know many things. A fool who cannot recognize even the most shining and precious person.
Edwin smiled brightly, showing the mercy that was missing. And, just as the Prince had done, he bent down between the Prince and Maria Ethel. While frowning at the sweet smell that made his head hurt, Edwin whispered so that only the two of them could hear.
"So, don't bother sending letters to my busy and respected Lady. It doesn't exist anymore. Aren't you naive, Your Highness?"
“Grand Duke!”
"What kind of fuss is this!"
A loud growl rang out above Leopold's voice. Only then did the nobles become embarrassed and lowered their heads.
"Your Majesty the Emperor and the Empress!"
The servant's belated shouting, not knowing what to do, made this situation even more ridiculous. The happy atmosphere of the banquet was instantly shattered. Just one, Edwin Lowell Vikander. Only the Grand Duke looked at the Emperor calmly with a beautiful face.
"That's right. What is this... at the banquet I was invited to?.."
A light voice, clicking one's tongue as if dealing with someone else's business, rang through the banquet hall.
A sneer passed over the Grand Duke's red eyes.
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