DYBAR - Chapter 96 < Is This A Misfortune That Can Be Prevented ? >
Do Your Best And Regret
A grand banquet hall.
Even though it was still early evening, the banquet hall was full of nobles and delegates.
Magnificent music rang out among the people. The rhythmic sound of the drum came like a wave and hit the Duke of Madeleine. The duke frowned and massaged the back of his neck.
Every time the drum vibrated, his head throbbed. The back of his neck was stiff and pulled. The Duke knew better than anyone else that the cause of this discomfort was not just the sound of drums.
His breathing became difficult. As he turned to get some fresh air, Conrad appeared in his field of vision. The Duke's eyes turned cold.
Conrad was responding to the delegation as if nothing had happened, making no difference to the fact that he had stopped him in front of the Emperor's palace earlier.
"It's not that kid you should be blaming."
Because of Conrad, missed Olivia by a short distance. When asked what this was, Conrad's answer was something like this.
Words filled with disappointment filled his mouth. Although he did not express it, he was a proud son who trusted and entrusted.
But it's not his fault that he's doing his best. Then who should he blame?
For a moment, his head became dizzy.
It was something he had never even thought about. If not him, who on earth should he blame?
Cutting off his chaotic thoughts, the Duke attacked Conrad with sharp words.
"So, what you're saying is, let's push your younger sister into the royal family instead of her."
Conrad could not answer. The Duke, who had been looking at his ugly son, turned away coldly.
What he heard from the Empress's palace took precedence over what he heard from his son, who did not even have a proper answer.
"The affection you developed must have been in vain, Duke. She said that the Princess described herself as nothing more than a daughter with no family name. Do you know?"
Ethella said she was going to a tea party, and It looked like Olivia was there too. The Empress, who had gotten on her nerves no matter what they had talked about, took Ethella hostage as usual and shook her.
"I thought we were on the same side. It seems like the Duke really wants to give up his second daughter."
"I'm serious, Duke. I hope that the Crown Prince's position will be as strong as the bond between His Majesty the Emperor and the Duke. Therefore, a place as Crown Princess will definitely be the Duke's daughter. Who that will be is up to the Duke to decide."
The Empress's voice seeped through like a snake.
When the amethyst-colored eyes filled with anger became as cold as frost, the Duke once again hardened his thoughts.
No matter what happens, he has to prevent misfortune from coming to his precious daughter.
It was a way for him to atone for his daughter as a father and for Hazel as her poor husband.
Clink!
At that moment, the sound of a crystal glass breaking loudly rang through the banquet hall. Duke Madeleine looked towards the place where the sound came from.
Where everyone's eyes were focused, the Princess stood. The sight of the Princess walking towards the nobles' torch while staring blankly at the broken pieces of glass was somewhat awkward.
Now that he thinks about it, when he met her earlier on the way out of the Empress's drawing room, she had exactly that kind of face.
Strangely enough, her face was completely white.
***
"The chamberlain of the Emperor's palace stopped by the preservation library. He says he is now looking for Count Ubler."
To what extent did His Majesty the Emperor realize this?
That she no longer owns the abandoned mine? Or that it fell into the hands of a Princess who looked down on her so much?
She could only guess, but the Princess couldn't breathe as if someone was squeezing her own ribcage.
Her blood ran cold and she got chills. All sounds faded away. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably.
Clink!
"Are you okay, Your Highness?"
A fussy voice was heard along with a loud bursting sound.
Ah, this is the banquet hall.
The Princess grabbed her dizzy spirit. She said, and she looked around.
"Oh, excuse me. My hand wasn't strong today."
"Still! You were in a daze from earlier. Are you not feeling well? So why did you come straight to the banquet as soon as the tea party ended? Please get some rest now, Your Highness."
The daughter of the Marquis of Ribeorn trembled and held the Princess's hand. The Lady of the Marquis of Ribeorn paused for a moment, without any scratches on her fair, white hands.
The tips of the Princess's richly decorated fingernails were a mess. As if her little niece had bitten her nails with her teeth.
Come to think of it, there was a light red mark on the back of the Princess's hand. That mark that looks just like a small crescent moon...
"Excuse me. Her Royal Highness. It's dangerous, so I'll clean it up right away."
An attendant hurried over and cleaned up the shattered glass. The Empress's palace emblem was embroidered on the servant's sleeve.
The summer banquet is entirely under the jurisdiction of the Princess's palace.
It seemed that the Marquis of Libeorn was not the only one who had strange thoughts. The ladies surrounding the Princess also exchanged glances with each other.
Since this summer banquet, the Princess's behavior has been different from usual. She was in a hurry and seemed unprepared, which was not befitting of a Princess who pursued perfection.
She even looked unusually pale today.
To be exact, since she heard the words of Baroness Rujas, the nanny who urgently approached her during the tea party earlier.
Is something going on?
However, the Princess clenched and unclenched her fists without even feeling this strange gaze.
"...... It's not as easy as you think, Princess."
But she's sure the person she sent to Vikander will soon come back with some good Information. A little while ago, her mother also put pressure on the Duke of Madeleine. So just hold on for now and be quiet...
When she remembered the Empress's words, her eyes darkened. It's not easy to take one of her mining documents from Olivia, not even for her mother, who is the Empress. She couldn't even remember what the afterword was.
It felt like everything was putting pressure on her.
The light from the chandelier that always made her shine was dazzling today. The lights reflected and blurred the Princess's vision.
A frantic dance music and the sounds buzzing around her tightened around her.
While she was breathing heavily, the nobles around her continued to talk to the Princess. The Princess smiled unconsciously.
Ha ha ha.
Suddenly, the words around her stopped.
What, is something wrong again?
At that moment, she could keenly feel the cold sweat flowing under the tightly tied corset.
All the noise, the dazzling lights, the pounding drums, and the sonorous tunes of the brass instruments made the Princess's heartbeat uneasy.
She was stuffy. No, she was wronged.
Why did things turn out this way?
The Princess held her hands together, raised her nails, and clawed down the back of her hands.
Now was the last chance, as His Majesty had not arrived yet.
Even though her brother and Her Majesty were away, she had to lure Olivia and get the mine back even now.
Whether it's the fake item he received as Lecale's necklace or her fertile territory. Or her brother's affection, or anything else she could risk, she had to risk.
If she doesn't do that, she might really fall into the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor.
Among the white-spreading fear, buzzing sounds like flies again. At a moment when her nerves were sharp and tense, the Princess screamed, unable to bear it any longer.
"Please, be quiet!"
All sound stopped.
The ferocious Princess's roar rang out slowly above the high-ceiling banquet hall.
Quietly. Be quiet!
Only then did the Princess suddenly come to her senses. The eyes of the nobles, who were watching her with concern, grew cold little by little. The Princess hurriedly grabbed the hand of the Lady of the Marquis of Ribeorn who was next to her.
"Sorry. Bianca. I'm busy with the banquet right now."
"...No, Your Highness. It seems my voice was too loud when I advised you to take a break."
With a blunt voice, the Lady of the Marquis of Riveorn gently withdrew her hand. There were times when her playmate, the Marquis Libeorn, behaved in this narrow-minded way.
But the Princess knew her way to appease her.
She could have put it all back.
"Bianca, no. I've done too much now. It's your sincerity."
Like now. The sallow face of the Marquis Libeorn's face softened slightly. The Princess looked at everyone and smiled as if she was sorry. And she gently encouraged.
"Shall we go up to rest for a while?"
"..... Then."
When the daughter of the Marquis of Libeorn, who had been hesitant, came over, other nobles also expressed their sympathy. The Princess smiled generously and led the daughters by their hands. It was then.
"Miss Olivia is entering!"
The Princess nodded and let go of the ladies' hands. It was clearly Olivia who entered the hall following the servant's cry from afar. The daughters looked at the Princess in confusion, but she could not pay attention to them.
"Excuse me for a moment."
"I, Your Highness!"
The Princess knew she was calling her from behind, but she couldn't stop walking.
It was possible to regain some of the favor of the nobles. But it wasn't hers.
Without Mine, His Majesty's wrath cannot be avoided. So it was natural for her to run towards Olivia at this moment.
"What a misfortune in my life. There is no such thing."
The Princess muttered while she was out of breath.
She could yet prevent this misfortune. Looking at Olivia coming down the stairs in the distance, the Princess smiled with joy.
***
"It's been a while, and I was sorry to keep the recap short! Talk to me for a moment, Princess."
I looked at the panting Princess in silence.
Of course, the nobles' attention was focused on the banquet host's recommendation. The gazes were sharp, trying to find out what was going on.
After meeting Edwin's grinning gaze, I straightened my back without saying a word. Under the sparkling chandelier light, the majestic five-colored dress shone. A two-layer magic stone necklace and a diamond necklace, platinum earrings that sparkle on the ear lobes, and bright jewel decorations on top of the elegantly raised hair.
The elegant appearance that contrasted with the Princess's disheveled attire was imprinted on everyone.
Meanwhile, the Princess shouted angrily once again.
"Princess! Can't you hear me?"
"......I told you too, Your Highness. I am no longer a princess."
Huh? The eyes of the nobles who were not attending the tea party widened. The nobles, who were surprised by the declaration-like words, did not see the distorted faces of not only the Princess but also the Duke Madeleine and the little Duke.
However, after checking everyone, Edwin recalled what Olivia said a moment ago when she entered the banquet hall.
"Actually, the one who came here now is the Princess."
"Yes?"
"I thought I had finished everything at the tea party earlier, but when I thought about it, I realized there was still something left unresolved."
"..."
"That's why I came. Fully armed."
Olivia smiled mischievously, shaking her hand and wearing the gloves that Edwin had gifted her. Olivia, watching her sparkling outfit, entered and whispered, looking somewhat determined.
"... So, will you watch over me today? I definitely want to get everything done today. I'll be back for a bit. Edwin."
Olivia's voice overlapped again. Edwin grinned at the sound of her voice, which even conveyed the sadness in her voice.
"As much as you want, Olivia. While I was there...."
Edwin shrugged his shoulders and pointed at himself, Winster, and Howard.
"Please don't forget that your precious knights are behind you."
Jalang!
With a light bell sound, Edwin kissed the back of Olivia's hand, which he was holding to escort her.
"Anything, do whatever you want. I will be here cheering, not waiting. You know what I mean, right?"
The red eyes that did not take their gaze off it was the perfect answer.
I smiled brightly and walked towards the balcony first.
"Hand over the mine to me, Princess. No, My Lady."
A quiet balcony.
The Princess barked out an order. Could this be the effect of her coldly spitting out her nervousness while trying to hide it?
I blinked for a moment and then quietly looked at the Princess.
It was then that the few seconds of silence began to oppress the Princess.
I burst out laughing.
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