A small bird was chirping and crowing. It was a cozy party held on a fire pit near the palace.
Rosentine sat on a rug spread around her, dressed in her maid's attire, listening to the conversation of the noble ladies. Colorful dresses suitable for a simple picnic were scattered around.
Rosentine sat on the edge, sipping tea and quietly listening to their conversation.
The role of a maid was truly convenient. There was no need to get involved in this fierce battle of wits.
Rosentine was willing to time it. The power dynamics and the flow of conversation between them were impressive, as if observing the animal kingdom.
'I hope you have some interesting news. Have you heard any stories?"
Arolne fluttered her eyelashes as if trying to catch a glimpse of luck. Even in the lush grass, the scent of a woman's powder room lingered.
The sight of it spewing out energy is impressive.
As she looked around with a sharp gaze, Rosentine noticed that the knight's gaze was opening as he looked at her.
'You really don't miss a single one.'
Rosentine hid a smile inwardly as she thought about that.
Arolne, the leader of the group and the one who guaranteed the social influence of the young ladies gathered here, closed her lips seductively.
Next up is the share of those who follow her. A Young Lady, with her brown hair and a round fur trim, exuded a sense of hope.
"Now that you mention it, I remember, Lady Mulde, there was a big fuss recently. You got a proposal from Count v? From that handsome and wealthy Count!"
"I heard it too. How many young women fell ill after hearing the news? You are truly amazing. What is your secret?"
"Oh my, can't you tell just by looking at it? Even in a place where flowers are in full bloom, Lady Mulde is so beautiful that you can't help but notice her."
At the last step, everyone burst into laughter as if they had planned it.
Rosentine shook her head inwardly as she saw the power structure in it. It was no different from raising your boss in Korea.
Still, it wasn't a bad thing for Rosentine. Most people who liked to be flattered were easy to read patterns.
Rosentine put the teacup she was holding down on the cup holder without making a rattling sound. She really liked the scent of flowers that lingered on the tip of her tongue.
Arolne looked satisfied. The young woman gathered in this room clearly knew what effort she had put into getting Count Otran to propose to her.
Of course, it would have been possible only if you had Arolne's beauty and strategy.
Otran was a secretly known man who had changed lovers several times. The young lady, who stood at the pinnacle, became Arolne.
One of the things she was curious about was when Otran, who had been avoiding marriage proposals as if he would date for the rest of his life, changed his mind.
Arlone slowly shook the fan.
"Well... I am also very embarrassed. I've only talked to the Count a few times. I just wanted to share a sad friendship. Giving me flowers or giving me a precious jewel... He said it was a sign of gratitude."
In short, it was a boast about receiving both flowers and jewels. Rosentine applauded inwardly, as the story was etched with the truth that she had simply been kind to him without any real intention, yet her natural charm had won her heart.
She thought that this was why Alrone must be famous. Certainly, she was better at aristocratic speech than anyone else. No matter what the content is.
"Jewel! That's right, jewelry... Rumors spread that you received mermaid tears."
"Oh my God, mermaid's tears... If it were me, I would have accepted the marriage proposal right away. Isn't it a jewel that is as sublime as a mermaid and swears eternal love?"
"So romantic."
Some of the young girls looked like they were dreaming. It seemed that they were imagining receiving such a jewel and receiving a marriage proposal.
Many of them were interested in following Arolne around and meeting the wonderful nobles around her.
"Thanks to that, Young Ladu Eggent shed tears. I'm sorry."
"Is that the young lady who leaked low-quality rumors about Young Lady Mulde at the salon the other day?"
"Sue me. Young Lady is so open-minded to even worry about such a person."
"When she saw me, she burst into tears. That's why I was worried."
"Oh my God. She's crying without any education."
'The smell of savory food spreads.:
Rosentine maintained the maid's polite face and looked at the distant landscape. The courtyard around the imperial palace was nothing short of beautiful.
The sound of young children excitedly chatting next to them was spreading. It's a bad background sound with a good background.
Rosentine let out a light exclamation inwardly. Now she had a sense of it. The Count of Otran, who was the target of this fishing, seemed to be the man her new enemy longed for.
In her dignified and light-hearted chatter, she discovered the cowardly superiority that existed in this position. Rosentine seemed to be able to spit out the tea she drank from the picnic basket right away.
"Anyway, it's a social egg."
Both men and women pretend to be noble like this, and while guessing each other's secret intentions, they dare to create a dignified appearance. For Rosentine, it was a story that made her yawn.
Therefore, it was understandable that Heimt returned to the office after the meeting and got wine. How different it would be if the nobility in general were like that, but it was a blackout where only the men gathered.
They'll talk about dignity, class, fame, and so on, but they won't even touch the practical matters.
And what Rosentine had been waiting for happened around that time. Arolne also seemed to be considering the timing.
"Will you accept the marriage proposal, Lady Mulde?"
"It was a grateful thing, but I was just worried about His Highness Shartus..."
As she finished speaking, the gesture of half-covering her face was neat. A beautiful woman with a half-covered face would not be bad to look at. So everyone would probably overlook it.
With that thought, Rosentine prepared her mind. Now it was her turn to keep watching the case.
Arolne's gaze turned to Rosentine. A gaze that drags diagonally and leaves a strange trajectory. However, there was a corner in Arolne's gaze looking at Rosentine's face today. It was because of Rosentine's features, which looked plain at first glance because of her clothes, but were properly captured.
Annoyingly, the maid was sure to show off her beauty if she was dressed up.
"So thoughtful."
"It seems like times are tough these days, His Highness."
"I heard a rumor that Lady Holde and His Highness have developed a close friendship."
"We're so close. We just meet often."
If you interpret it, you can see it as 'we went on a lot of dates'.
Rosentine lowered her eyes as if she were polite to the gaze that reached her. She could feel Arolne satisfied with the obedience she seemed.
"Thanks to that, I was able to get help from the maid in charge of His Highness. Roan? Is that right?"
'Right.'
Rosentine smiled softly as she saw Arolne lying brazenly.
"Yes, it is an honor to serve you, Lady Arolne."
"Thank you. I was worried I might have been a bother."
"Of course not. It is a pleasure for me to help my friend."
At this point, Rosentine dramatically placed her hand on her chest and gently bowed and straightened her upper body. This was the etiquette of a noble family, and Arolne couldn't help but find it appealing.
Arolne covered her mouth with a fan and laughed loudly.
"That's embarrassing."
"I thought about giving Young Lady a small gift for that first thing."
"Do you mean gifts?"
"Yes. Lady Arolne, I was thinking that there is a piece of jewelry that His Highness particularly likes, and I thought it would be a good idea to give it to you as a gift. Of course, I apologize if I am being presumptuous."
Arolne's face suddenly turned red. Jewelry delivered by Shartus dedicated maid.
There was no way the maid could afford such an expensive item, so it was like a gift from Shartus.
The young ladies around her began to chatter. Arolne was trying to calm her excitement with a slightly grim face.
It had been several years since she tried to seduce Shartus. In the meantime, the Prince had never given her a single heart, not even a single gift.
Whether it was Shartus's will or not, the symbolism was significant. And of course, it was its symbolism that influenced the social world.
"Is that true? Then you need to go out, Roan."
Looking at Arolne, who was stuttering over a word, Rosentine nodded innocently. She didn't even have to use her mouth to say what Arolne wanted. Arolne, who became urgent, blew up.
"Yes, as you know, it's near the shopping street where the boutique is located."
"It's a gift, so I can't go. Can you go alone?"
"Of course, Lady Arolne."
'If I'm not alone, it's very difficult.'
She added to herself with a smile. Yes, she even attended a boring tea party to get permission to go out without any suspicion.
As for the jewelry that Shartus would convey, it was a matter of roughly picking and handing it over, so there was nothing to worry about. No matter what she gives her, Arolne will like it, it's Shartus...
Well. I'm saving my own life, but I'll do it myself. It was a shameless thought.
"I happen to have time today. Would you like to go now?"
"I will."
Arolne is also Impatient. She thought so, but it was what Rosentine wanted. The sooner she worked, the better.
Rosentine got up with a motion that was neither slow nor fast and brushed off the grass from the end of her skirt.
While she was working hard to dig up the behind-the-scenes work, it was clear that someone else was being chewed up in this place.
***
"I thought I was going to die because I was frustrated."
Rosentine stretched out her arms for no reason, as if to shake off the unique atmosphere that permeated her whole body.
Everything was part of going out confidently. If Shartus's dedicated maid wanders around the palace alone, she's sure she'll be in trouble.
She showed the gatekeeper the access plaque given by the maid and headed to the village.
When she came out of the palace, the smell of wood wafted through her nose, and it definitely smelled different from a palace made of white rock.
Nord, who had been taken out of the palace and tied up, was to be released only when she went to the village. The game was from then on.
There is one danger: to miss him.
Second, the plan is discovered, and she is harmed.
Both sides triggered other dangers that followed, so it was a tense time.
Walking through the alleys, pretending to be innocent, she secretly caught her breath.
There is no way there will be many people in the alley leading from the imperial palace to the village. Moreover, this was a secret passage that no one had used for a long time.
Get ready, Rosentine.
Rosentine reassured herself.
It was also at that time that someone snatched Rosentine as she walked down a narrow alley
She took a breath. The firm arms lightly hugged her waist and snatched her away, quickly pulling her into the alley.
Someone's body scent filled her sense of smell.
"Shhh, be quiet."
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