Rather, her transparent skin, red lips, and white pearls on her ears stood out.
A steady gait, an upright posture, a calm gaze, and a neat voice. Medea radiated a subtle noble elegance.
The fact that she wasn't overly decorated seemed to further enhance her status as a Princess.
"Birna wanted this dress so much. It should go to someone better suited."
She opened her fan and lowered her eyes slightly.
"The Claudio family always gives me undeserved gifts, so shouldn't I return it sometimes?"
There was a hint of distress in her calm voice.
'My, when will I!'
To people's ears, it sounded as if Birna had forgotten her identity and insisted on wearing a Princess's dress.
Catherine quickly came out.
"That immature thing dared to cause concern to Your Highness, and as a mother, I apologize once again. However, I also sent other clothes for you, so why did you wear this black dress?"
She suspected that Medea had intentionally dressed her cousin extravagantly and that she had tried to get people's compliments by wearing a simple dress.
"Of course, I received my aunt's sincerity well. For now, it's an exhibition."
Medea continued to answer softly without any signs of embarrassment.
"I know that His Majesty has not yet returned from the battlefield and the people are hungry, so how could I wear such extravagant clothes?"
At that time, Marchioness Aspasia, who was watching the situation with interest from a step away, responded.
She was a leading figure in Valdina society and had a fierce rivalry with her aunt Catherine.
"But Your Highness is His Majesty the King's only sister. No matter what you wear and where you go, no one will dare criticize you."
"Is it so. I am the one and only Princess of Valdina."
Medea lifted her chin. She was not only majestic, but even her arrogance was young.
"So, whether you wear silk or cheap cloth, that is the truth that will never change, so what would I care about?"
Marchioness Aspasia nodded.
"What you said is correct. The Princess doesn't need to add anything to prove it."
It was a meaningful statement that seemed to be aimed at someone.
Then Medea added softly as if protecting a troublesome prodigal daughter.
"But it's not Birna's fault. She's a girl in her prime, so what's wrong with her wanting to dress brighter."
However, the age difference between the Princess and Birna is only one year. Medea's words actually proved that Birna was immature. Even though they share the same blood, she never thought their responsibilities would be so different.
People thought that no matter how young and naughty the Princess was, she could not hide her royal blood.
There were some people who shook their heads while looking at Birna.
'Dare, dare!'
Birna bit her lip.
She felt like a monkey at the zoo. It was humiliating.
'That's stupid. I couldn't even do a single thing I was told to do.'
The Duke of Regent wrinkled his eyebrows as he looked at his daughter with a red face.
'Okay. Because this banquet itself will become a bondage that will bind Medea.'
Soon, he stepped in front of the Princess to clear his daughter's name and bring the conversation back to normal.
"You are truly amazing, Medea."
The moment her name was called, a hint of life flashed through her green eyes, but it was only an instant.
Medea raised her head and stared at his face.
"It's been a while, Uncle Claudio."
It was her first time meeting him since she returned.
"I'm so glad you recovered, otherwise our Valdina would have lost such a considerate Princess."
His cool attitude and friendly greeting made him seem like a person who would never be seen again.
But Medea knew his true nature.
Why didn't she notice those wolf-like eyes?
"Medea. Don't get too close to your uncle, they..."
"Why? Does my brother hate me that much? Why are you trying to take away the only people left by my side?"
In her last life, Peleus was aware of his ambition. So he tried to warn Medea.
However, he was unable to tell the truth for fear of hurting his sister.
'When I die, Claudio, you will become the King of Valdina, right?"
When Peleus was torn apart by demonic beasts while protecting his country, was her uncle the one who fled to the empire and didn't even lift a finger?
Medea held her fan tightly. It was her regret that she couldn't plunge a hard rod into his heart right now.
But if sh kills him now, he will remain a pitiful man who was murdered without knowing why by his niece whom he loved more than his daughter.
'I can't leave such a good reputation with someone like you.'
"I appreciate your consideration."
Medea grinned, holding back her anger.
"Alright."
As if the time had come, the Prince Regent stepped up to the podium.
Chaang-Chaang-Chaang-
The clear sound of a silver spoon striking a crystal glass rang out.
"As you know, today's banquet is only for Her Highness Medea, the one and only Princess of our Valdina royal family."
The sight of him looking down on the audience like the owner of a banquet hall was quite majestic.
"The Princess has been leading the country with sincerity on behalf of Your Majesty. She only cared for the state affairs with her heart for Valdina, and in the end, she overexerted herself to the detriment of her health."
The VIP's eyes became puzzled.
Didn't the horse accident that injured her happen while she was out on a leisurely picnic?
"Although these insignificant preparations are nothing compared to the majesty of Her Royal Highness, she has generously allowed us to see our sincerity."
As if she didn't know that what he was saying was that the Princess was begging Duke Claudio to throw an unnecessary banquet, the Duke of Regent praised the Princess with enthusiasm.
"So, everyone must never forget that Her Highness's very presence adds to the glory of the kingdom."
The Princess is not even the King, so she has to bow down like this.
The Prince Regent's excessive leaps actually hurt the pride of the nobles.
The Queen Mother's eyes also hardened slightly.
It's good for Medea to establish majesty, but if it goes too far, won't it be difficult when the King returns later?
Two suns cannot rise in the same sky.
"Let every one pray for His Majesty's safety and peace tonight! For Her Highness Medea!"
The Prince Regent's sincere praise for his niece was actually a piece of meat thrown at Medea for her to bite.
The atmosphere of the banquet became cold.
This is because all the attendees felt antipathy toward praising the Princess for her ignorance.
The royalist nobles who supported Peleus were so angry that their faces turned red.
What help did the Princess, who was a puppet of the Duke of Regent and freely issued seals, do to the government? If you were to become a troublemaker, you would be upset!
Duke Claudio was very satisfied when he saw that even his mother, the Queen Mother, was uncomfortable.
He gazed devouringly at the empty King's throne.
Just wait a little while and everything will be in his hands.
'That seat and the King's crown.'
It seemed like tonight would easily go according to their plan.
At that time, the hem of the black dress waved neatly.
"I am so touched that Duke Claudio cares for me so much. I also know my uncle's feelings well."
Medea raised her arm and pointed to the window.
She had no intention of letting the banquet go as the Prince Regent had intended.
"In fact, today is the night of St. Esther, when the star of eternal victory rises."
Following her fingertips, people's eyes turned to the dark night sky outside the window.
Dang, dang, the sound of a grand bell announcing the time was heard from afar.
"Didn't you throw such a grand banquet in the hope that His Majesty and the soldiers of Valdina who would be on the battlefield would at least have the luck of St. Esther?"
Saint Esther.
An attack priest is said to be the strongest and most courageous in the history of the temple, as recorded in the mythology of the Holy Kingdom.
Coincidentally, at that moment, a white line of light was seen in the distance.
"Just over there between the ridges!"
It was a time when conversations between those who saw the fleeting moment and those who missed it were buzzing.
"Ah, over there, over there!"
Several white beams of light rose up at once.
The rays of light that seemed to be reaching towards the sky endlessly spread out like an explosion at some point.
The stems rising into dots turned into lines and connected to each other. Then a form was created.
"But the shape is just..."
"Saint Esther! It's St. Esther's window!"
Someone who recognized him shouted.
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