Episode 7. Kids with Nothing to Do
But that wasn't the end of it.
“Noah, try to talk your father out of it.”
“If that were possible, I wouldn’t have attended so many events, Mother.”
“Which interview is this now?”
Beatrix and Noah looked at Leonard with expressions of disbelief. Then the Queen looked with pity at Olivia, who was forced to sit next to the King.
“That girl, she probably didn’t even eat dinner.”
As soon as Leonard took the group photo, he ordered the royal family to return to the banquet hall. Except for Olivia, who naturally went to stand beside Margot.
“Miss Olivia Liberty, you will be with me for a few more interviews.”
As Olivia, surprised, looked at the King with wide eyes, Princess Margot sharply criticized her brother.
“Wouldn’t it have been enough to just take one picture?”
Leonard didn't even respond.
So Leonard sat Olivia down next to him and excitedly conducted interviews with the invited reporters.
It was a golden opportunity to take as many pictures of the famous Olivia as they wanted, so the reporters took countless pictures, each worth thousands of kertes.
“Oh my, my eyes hurt so much I can’t stand it anymore.”
“Let’s go, Mother. It’ll probably take at least another hour.”
As the Queen frowned at the flashing camera lights, Noah escorted her to the banquet hall.
Noah, who had been walking a few steps, turned his head and looked at Olivia, who was being interviewed.
Her unusually pale face caught his eye. He's not sure if it's because she's become pale or if it's her natural color.
Noah, who knew how difficult it was to conduct an interview for hours without even eating dinner, felt sorry for her, but more than that, he felt relieved.
If it weren't for her, it would have been Noah himself sitting there.
Olivia's interview was very satisfying to both Noah and Leonard Jr.
In fact, Leonard initially thought of taking pictures of Olivia, who would be crushed by the pressure of the huge palace.
People who are being interviewed for the first time are often embarrassed and stutter or say useless things, ruining the interview.
But this little girl blinked her big eyes repeatedly as if she was afraid at first, but then quickly showed an attitude that seemed to have adapted to the situation.
So he just waited for the reporter to ask her a question, and then he was like, what the heck??
"...Herold's prestigious Herrington College is by far the most prestigious of Pulder's numerous universities. It's safe to say that Heroldington alumni dominate Pulder's political and business circles. I recently met with Pulder's First Lady, Lady Millane, and she praised Heroldington's reputation."
Good job.
Very good!
How can I choose only the necessary words that I like?
Leonard's mouth was slightly open, just about to fall on his ear.
Noah, that kid, even when giving interviews like this, has such a hard expression on his face that it makes people's hearts shiver more than once or twice.
How could he not like Olivia, who gave such a satisfying interview without any hint of that?!
Tomorrow's newspaper will be very interesting!
The interview, which should have ended long ago, continued on without any end due to the excited King and reporter joining forces.
Meanwhile, Margot, who was waiting for Olivia at the banquet hall, lamented Leonard's relentless behavior and retreated to the empty terrace. She also didn't forget to give the order to inform her when Olivia Liberty's interview was over.
The autumn banquet was a social debut, so it was an important event where the young men and women, dressed like peacocks, made eye contact with each other.
“Why can’t you get engaged to someone as soon as possible, or just be sick and not attend today, Your Highness?”
“This is a statement that should revive the abolished crime of insulting royalty.”
As Noah answered with a voice mixed with laughter, the young noblemen standing around him responded with serious expressions.
“Then, please ask the Crown Prince rather than me.”
Noah pointed somewhere with his hand, holding the champagne glass.
Debutantes and chaperones gathered around Crown Prince Usher, smiling brightly and trying to talk to him.
In contrast, Noah's side was relatively quiet, perhaps due to the unique atmosphere the Prince gave off.
Noah, with his perfect features and a delicate air that seemed like it would break somewhere, gave off an air that was harder to approach than Usher.
The sight of Noah drinking champagne with his smooth, gloved hands was mysterious and provocative enough to catch the eye of even a man.
“Noah, it’s not that the chaperones and debutantes don’t come this way, it’s that they can’t come.”
“The result is the same.”
"That's true for you, not for us. Please have mercy, Your Highness."
Noah simply handed the empty champagne glass to the servant and did not respond.
Who could possibly approach Noah, who looks around indifferently with a weary gaze?
“But why hasn’t Miss Liberty come yet?”
When Olivia's name was mentioned, the young noblemen's eyes lit up, and they looked in the direction she had disappeared.
Noah also looked at them and took out his watch. It seemed like at least an hour and a half had passed.
This is evidence that the King was quite excited, and, understandably, Olivia Liberty became disillusioned as soon as she arrived at Herod's.
Noah put his watch back in his pocket and turned to Olivia, offering a brief condolence, when suddenly a gasp erupted.
"She's come!"
Noah turned his head reflexively.
Through the arched door leading into the garden, Olivia, wearing a white blouse, came in. Noah chuckled, noticing that her shoulders seemed a little slumped.
It looks like you've had quite a hard time.
Olivia glanced around briefly, then approached the finger food table set up on one side.
Noah remembered that she hadn't even eaten dinner.
A quick-witted servant nearby quickly handed her a glass of juice, and Olivia was seen happily drinking it down.
“Let’s go.”
The young noblemen who had been camped around Noah moved in unison as if they had made a promise.
Noah turned to go to the terrace, his hands in his pockets.
“Pathetic guys.”
Noah frowned as he looked at Olivia, who was picking up a sandwich with her hand and eating it as if she was hungry, and at the pitiful noble young noblemen crowding around her.
He finally called the servant nearby and gave an order.
“Go to Princess Marguerite and tell her that Miss Olivia Liberty has returned to the banquet hall.”
"All right."
Meanwhile, Olivia, hungry, couldn't quite satisfy herself with just one small sandwich. The banquet hall was noisy, and she was too hungry to care about the attention, so she simply focused on filling her stomach without thinking.
She had just finished chewing and swallowing her second sandwich.
“Miss Liberty?”
When Olivia turned her head at the sudden call, several young noblemen were gathered around her, looking at her.
Olivia had spent most of her teenage years surrounded by physically fit young men, but it was rare for her to be surrounded by such a large group all at once.
Olivia faced them, hiding her bewilderment. She recalled Margot's words telling her to do as she had done in Pulder.
The problem was that these men were Herod's nobles, and she was not a college student, but a commoner, Olivia.
The nobles who were curious about Olivia Liberty gathered around Olivia one by one upon hearing the rumor that she had returned to the banquet hall and that Margot was not with her.
"Miss Liberty, it's nice to meet you. My name is EL Poem. I heard you're nineteen this year, correct?"
“...I heard your major is engineering. Have you ever drawn anything like a blueprint?”
“...I think it would look better if you wore a dress. Should I send you one?”
The prodigal sons, knowing that this was extremely rude, cornered Olivia with the crowd mentality and sense of superiority that they were not the only ones doing this.
Noah watched from afar. But Margot didn't appear until Olivia had completely disappeared from his sight.
As Noah waited for his aunt, he began to wonder why he had to stand there and watch that sight.
What does it matter? Being surrounded for a moment in such a public place won't cause any trouble, and Princess Marguerite will show up in a few minutes. So there's no need for him to get involved.
He turned away mercilessly.
But Noah stopped short after taking just a few steps. Turning his head, he saw that the number of nobles surrounding Olivia had increased.
“Those kids with nothing to do are really.”
As he remembered Olivia, who was clearly nervous just because she had come to the palace, Noah finally turned away, cursing.
One way or another, she saved him from hell.
Noah knew how painful the hunger that comes after an interview can be, so his feet moved first.
They say you don't even bother a dog while eating, so why would you want to surround someone like that when they're hungry and eating? Either way, that's why you can't avoid being called a prodigal son.
People looked at the Prince with curious eyes as he strode forward with a face full of irritation.
But that wasn't the end of it.
“Noah, try to talk your father out of it.”
“If that were possible, I wouldn’t have attended so many events, Mother.”
“Which interview is this now?”
Beatrix and Noah looked at Leonard with expressions of disbelief. Then the Queen looked with pity at Olivia, who was forced to sit next to the King.
“That girl, she probably didn’t even eat dinner.”
As soon as Leonard took the group photo, he ordered the royal family to return to the banquet hall. Except for Olivia, who naturally went to stand beside Margot.
“Miss Olivia Liberty, you will be with me for a few more interviews.”
As Olivia, surprised, looked at the King with wide eyes, Princess Margot sharply criticized her brother.
“Wouldn’t it have been enough to just take one picture?”
Leonard didn't even respond.
So Leonard sat Olivia down next to him and excitedly conducted interviews with the invited reporters.
It was a golden opportunity to take as many pictures of the famous Olivia as they wanted, so the reporters took countless pictures, each worth thousands of kertes.
“Oh my, my eyes hurt so much I can’t stand it anymore.”
“Let’s go, Mother. It’ll probably take at least another hour.”
As the Queen frowned at the flashing camera lights, Noah escorted her to the banquet hall.
Noah, who had been walking a few steps, turned his head and looked at Olivia, who was being interviewed.
Her unusually pale face caught his eye. He's not sure if it's because she's become pale or if it's her natural color.
Noah, who knew how difficult it was to conduct an interview for hours without even eating dinner, felt sorry for her, but more than that, he felt relieved.
If it weren't for her, it would have been Noah himself sitting there.
Olivia's interview was very satisfying to both Noah and Leonard Jr.
In fact, Leonard initially thought of taking pictures of Olivia, who would be crushed by the pressure of the huge palace.
People who are being interviewed for the first time are often embarrassed and stutter or say useless things, ruining the interview.
But this little girl blinked her big eyes repeatedly as if she was afraid at first, but then quickly showed an attitude that seemed to have adapted to the situation.
So he just waited for the reporter to ask her a question, and then he was like, what the heck??
"...Herold's prestigious Herrington College is by far the most prestigious of Pulder's numerous universities. It's safe to say that Heroldington alumni dominate Pulder's political and business circles. I recently met with Pulder's First Lady, Lady Millane, and she praised Heroldington's reputation."
Good job.
Very good!
How can I choose only the necessary words that I like?
Leonard's mouth was slightly open, just about to fall on his ear.
Noah, that kid, even when giving interviews like this, has such a hard expression on his face that it makes people's hearts shiver more than once or twice.
How could he not like Olivia, who gave such a satisfying interview without any hint of that?!
Tomorrow's newspaper will be very interesting!
The interview, which should have ended long ago, continued on without any end due to the excited King and reporter joining forces.
Meanwhile, Margot, who was waiting for Olivia at the banquet hall, lamented Leonard's relentless behavior and retreated to the empty terrace. She also didn't forget to give the order to inform her when Olivia Liberty's interview was over.
The autumn banquet was a social debut, so it was an important event where the young men and women, dressed like peacocks, made eye contact with each other.
“Why can’t you get engaged to someone as soon as possible, or just be sick and not attend today, Your Highness?”
“This is a statement that should revive the abolished crime of insulting royalty.”
As Noah answered with a voice mixed with laughter, the young noblemen standing around him responded with serious expressions.
"The eyes of all the ladies at the banquet cling only to Your Highnesses, the two princes, refusing to look away—it is in anger that I speak."
Noah pointed somewhere with his hand, holding the champagne glass.
Debutantes and chaperones gathered around Crown Prince Usher, smiling brightly and trying to talk to him.
In contrast, Noah's side was relatively quiet, perhaps due to the unique atmosphere the Prince gave off.
Noah, with his perfect features and a delicate air that seemed like it would break somewhere, gave off an air that was harder to approach than Usher.
The sight of Noah drinking champagne with his smooth, gloved hands was mysterious and provocative enough to catch the eye of even a man.
“Noah, it’s not that the chaperones and debutantes don’t come this way, it’s that they can’t come.”
“The result is the same.”
"That's true for you, not for us. Please have mercy, Your Highness."
Noah simply handed the empty champagne glass to the servant and did not respond.
Who could possibly approach Noah, who looks around indifferently with a weary gaze?
“But why hasn’t Miss Liberty come yet?”
When Olivia's name was mentioned, the young noblemen's eyes lit up, and they looked in the direction she had disappeared.
Noah also looked at them and took out his watch. It seemed like at least an hour and a half had passed.
This is evidence that the King was quite excited, and, understandably, Olivia Liberty became disillusioned as soon as she arrived at Herod's.
Noah put his watch back in his pocket and turned to Olivia, offering a brief condolence, when suddenly a gasp erupted.
"She's come!"
Noah turned his head reflexively.
Through the arched door leading into the garden, Olivia, wearing a white blouse, came in. Noah chuckled, noticing that her shoulders seemed a little slumped.
It looks like you've had quite a hard time.
Olivia glanced around briefly, then approached the finger food table set up on one side.
Noah remembered that she hadn't even eaten dinner.
A quick-witted servant nearby quickly handed her a glass of juice, and Olivia was seen happily drinking it down.
“Let’s go.”
The young noblemen who had been camped around Noah moved in unison as if they had made a promise.
Noah turned to go to the terrace, his hands in his pockets.
“Pathetic guys.”
Noah frowned as he looked at Olivia, who was picking up a sandwich with her hand and eating it as if she was hungry, and at the pitiful noble young noblemen crowding around her.
He finally called the servant nearby and gave an order.
“Go to Princess Marguerite and tell her that Miss Olivia Liberty has returned to the banquet hall.”
"All right."
Meanwhile, Olivia, hungry, couldn't quite satisfy herself with just one small sandwich. The banquet hall was noisy, and she was too hungry to care about the attention, so she simply focused on filling her stomach without thinking.
She had just finished chewing and swallowing her second sandwich.
“Miss Liberty?”
When Olivia turned her head at the sudden call, several young noblemen were gathered around her, looking at her.
Olivia had spent most of her teenage years surrounded by physically fit young men, but it was rare for her to be surrounded by such a large group all at once.
Olivia faced them, hiding her bewilderment. She recalled Margot's words telling her to do as she had done in Pulder.
The problem was that these men were Herod's nobles, and she was not a college student, but a commoner, Olivia.
The nobles who were curious about Olivia Liberty gathered around Olivia one by one upon hearing the rumor that she had returned to the banquet hall and that Margot was not with her.
"Miss Liberty, it's nice to meet you. My name is EL Poem. I heard you're nineteen this year, correct?"
“...I heard your major is engineering. Have you ever drawn anything like a blueprint?”
“...I think it would look better if you wore a dress. Should I send you one?”
The prodigal sons, knowing that this was extremely rude, cornered Olivia with the crowd mentality and sense of superiority that they were not the only ones doing this.
Noah watched from afar. But Margot didn't appear until Olivia had completely disappeared from his sight.
As Noah waited for his aunt, he began to wonder why he had to stand there and watch that sight.
What does it matter? Being surrounded for a moment in such a public place won't cause any trouble, and Princess Marguerite will show up in a few minutes. So there's no need for him to get involved.
He turned away mercilessly.
But Noah stopped short after taking just a few steps. Turning his head, he saw that the number of nobles surrounding Olivia had increased.
“Those kids with nothing to do are really.”
As he remembered Olivia, who was clearly nervous just because she had come to the palace, Noah finally turned away, cursing.
One way or another, she saved him from hell.
Noah knew how painful the hunger that comes after an interview can be, so his feet moved first.
They say you don't even bother a dog while eating, so why would you want to surround someone like that when they're hungry and eating? Either way, that's why you can't avoid being called a prodigal son.
People looked at the Prince with curious eyes as he strode forward with a face full of irritation.
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