Because Prince Kite of the Robert Empire has appeared.
He had a distinctly different charm from Lucius, the Crown Prince of the Vancent Empire.
If Lucius was a handsome man with a dark, rebellious vibe, Prince Kite was a bright and radiant handsome man, closer to a knight.
“It’s a bit... how should I put it... like the Prince Charming I’ve been dreaming of.”
“These days, I’m also attracted to those kinds of classic handsome men.”
The single ladies were gossiping and stealing glances at Prince Kite.
Prince Kite was talking to nobles who had attended the Robert Imperial Academy.
“Even a group that gets along well is quite classy.”
Marlene, who had taken the best spot, was naturally observing Kite and making her own assessment.
While Marlene was looking at Kite and evaluating him, he suddenly turned around and approached someone.
Looking closely, it was Killian, Emily, and Knox.
“What? Are you familiar with Prince Kite?”
Prince Kite was greeting them one by one, shaking hands with them.
Marlene wasn't the only one questioning that sight. Everyone in the ballroom was focused on her.
“Why did you suddenly come here?”
Killian complained to Prince Kite in a voice as low as possible.
“The very act of you coming to us is too flashy.”
Knox also scolded Kite with a rotten smile.
Emily was the only one standing between them, dumbfounded.
“Mrs. Starr, is that right?”
Kite lightly ignored the two men and spoke to Emily.
“Yes, it’s nice to meet you, Prince Kite.”
“I think you already know me, so I’ll skip the introduction. Madam, would you like to dance a song with me?”
Killian's eyebrows twitched at the unexpected dance request.
“Prince Kite, what on earth are you talking about?”
“Don’t worry, I’m not joking.”
Prince Kite's eyes, as he spoke so politely, looked truly pure and selfless.
The people inside the banquet hall were separated from the rest of the group and couldn't hear what was being said, but they could still clearly see Prince Kite asking Emily to dance.
Since everyone's eyes were on her and she couldn't embarrass the Prince, who had come to the empire as a distinguished guest, Emily had no choice but to accept the Prince's escort.
“What, Emily again?”
Marlene, who had been watching them from afar, closed her eyes and swallowed her anger.
'Please, don't get involved with Emily! Send me a man with a clean list, please!'
Killian, who had sent the two people off believing in Prince Kite's gaze, also clenched his fists for a moment as he watched the two walking side by side.
If it weren't for Knox stopping him from the side, he would have already run away.
Emily stood in the dance hall in the middle of the banquet hall with Kite, oblivious to the gazes of several people, including the two of them, growing fierce.
“This is Strauss music coming out.”
The song that came out this time was a waltz.
“I’m sorry. I think I’ll be in more contact with Madam than I thought.”
The meaning behind Kite's plain words was somewhat blatant.
This dance required the partners to touch each other's right hips while turning, making it a somewhat awkward dance to dance together unless you were very close or comfortable with each other.
Emily tried to hide her embarrassment and took a stance, holding Kite's hand.
Since both of them were well-known figures in the social world, they were able to dance without difficulty.
When the breathing and rhythm became somewhat relaxed, Emily spoke first.
“Your Highness, may I ask you something?”
Kite naturally assumed Emily would have many questions.
“Yes, please speak.”
“I wonder why you asked me to dance.”
Emily was also convinced that he was not interested in her, but that this was clearly a purposeful move.
“Oh, is that what you’re asking first?”
“Yes. I’m going to ask my husband directly how you know my husband.”
A small smile appeared on Kite's lips.
"There's no need for that. I'll explain it right away. But before that, excuse me."
Kite placed both hands on Emily's waist and lifted her up and down in a flash.
Although it was just a dance move, there weren't many people who could lift it so cleanly.
Without even a moment to admire, Kite opened his mouth as he immediately followed up with a turn.
"Actually, it's been a long time since I've been in contact with Killian. I happened to help him out once."
At first, it seemed like he and Killian were on friendly terms. This put Emily's mind at ease.
Kite also felt that Emily was losing strength in her movements more than before.
Kite, who immediately understood the reason, suppressed a laugh and continued explaining.
“The reason I came here this time is that I have something to discuss with Killian.”
At those words, Emily's movements became more tense again. Could this be one of Killian's many plans?
“Is it dangerous?”
“Well? You should ask your husband about that.”
Kite thought Emily's reaction was pretty cute.
"Anyway, that's precisely why I suggested you dance, Madam. I need an excuse to meet Killian without raising suspicion, and you can be a very good shield."
Emily frowned for a moment, then opened her mouth as if she understood.
“So you’re saying that you’re pretending to be interested in me and that you’re meeting me under the pretext of meeting my husband?”
“Yes, you understand quickly.”
The corners of Kite's mouth went up as if he was pleased.
“I heard that in Vancent’s social circles, it’s not a bad thing to be courted by men even after marriage.”
That was Kite's right.
Rather, the woman's attractiveness was judged to be high, and her status in social circles rose further.
“I may be so, but wouldn’t that be a disservice to Your Highness the Prince?”
“It is the law that the small must be sacrificed for the great.”
Kite answered simply.
The dance reached its climax. Kite wrapped heisright hand completely around Emily's waist and tossed her back.
Anyone who saw it would see that it was a graceful dance.
When the song ended, the people burst into applause.
“Then we will believe that you will help us.”
He said, kissing the back of Emily's hand.
Then, as soon as the song ended, Killian came right up to him and took Emily away from him.
Kite was secretly very pleased to see Killian jealous.
The nobles present at the banquet hall were also excited by another interesting scandal and chattered among themselves.
There was only one person who couldn't enjoy it there, Crown Prince Lucius.
He cursed under his breath.
Lucius was forced to spend unwanted time with Marlene by the Empress's arrangement, and it was all for Emily's sake.
But in the meantime, the tasteless Kite suddenly appeared out of nowhere and approached Emily, which made him feel irritated.
“Unlucky kid.”
He was lucky to ask Emily to dance, even though her husband, Killian, was there.
But somehow, he felt like it would be difficult for him to do so.
Killian's cheeky warning that he wouldn't let him off easy if he caught sight of her again came to mind. Lucius was holding back, feeling it wasn't yet the right time to be near Emily.
“Why are there so many people who interfere?”
As he was about to storm out of the banquet hall, someone approached him.
“May I help you, Your Highness?”
“The Count of Blois?”
Lucius wiggled his eyebrows.
“What talent does the Count have to help me?”
Enoch Blois was just another nouveau riche in high society, a lucky tycoon. Like Killian, who bought his status with money to marry Emily.
“Haven’t I helped you once before?”
Enoch said with a chuckle.
Come to think of it, he did give testimony in court before that was very helpful in sending Killian to prison.
“But why are you helping me?”
At the time, Lucius had so many things to worry about that he didn't even wonder, but suddenly he became curious as to why this was happening.
“Isn’t it because of my yearning desire to faithfully serve Your Highness the Crown Prince?”
At those words, the corners of Lucius's mouth rose in a sneer.
"I guess you want a proper seat when I become Emperor. Judging by the way you're already wagging your tail like this."
“Personally, I don’t like Killian either.”
"Yes?"
Lucius rather liked this answer.
“Yes, I don’t like it when he's not even a noble, and he goes around installing things.”
“That’s true.”
“Your Highness, the Crown Prince wishes to take Madame Starr as your wife?”
Lucius opened his mouth with a look of discomfort on his face, as Enoch, who had noticed his plan, was secretly displeased.
“Yes. But I seriously doubt you can help me.”
“I would like to meet you privately in the near future to discuss the details in greater depth, Your Highness.”
If it were true, Lucius would have said that he was being arrogant for a Count, but now there weren't many people around Lucius that he could trust and give orders to.
Lucius sighed and lamented.
“Even if there are no people around, I wonder if I can hold hands with someone like you.”
To that extent, Count Enoch Blois was a man of light words and actions, and with a strong eccentric side.
"Of all the nobles surrounding Your Highness, I am probably the most useful. Don't worry too much."
“...Then let’s listen to the story first and then decide.”
“Yes, please contact me. I’ll be waiting.”
Enoch bowed politely to the Crown Prince until he disappeared from sight.
Only when the Crown Prince completely disappeared did he raise his waist.
“I regret having to join hands with a worthless person like you, you idiot.”
Enoch clicked his tongue, a sly grin plastered on his face again, and walked into the crowd.
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