Chapter 4

Chapter 2.2 Princess Wedding (2)

Erasing her interest in the two men from the Empire from her mind, she fixed her gaze on her sisters thin, white wrist, which was trembling slightly.

Shes not feeling well

Her sister coughed all night again yesterday, so she was certain she would have no strength in her hands. So

Sister, Ill pour the tea instead. If you burn your hands like this, mother might collapse again.

This. No matter how weak I am, cant I hold a teapot myself? And, since mother went to meet His Highness at Montbliard, it will be a long while

Her Majesty the Queen is entering!

Riette and Bea turned their heads to the doorway at the same time, and the crack in the door widened horizontally, revealing the silhouette of Queen Chalonn.

It seemed that Queen Chalonn, Riettes mother, had passed by. On top of her wheat-colored hair, she wore a feathered caplin hat and silk gloves, and though she wore her ivory bustle dress, she was rather lovely than elegant.

Bea. His Highness has arrived. You should have greeted him, but I decided to send Lariette instead. His Highness is looking for you, so please focus on taking care of yourself Oh my God, Bea!

She stopped at the door like a swan struck by a sudden downfall of water.

To be up without a gown while coughing until dawn. Come on, go back to bed. I cant believe youre pouring the tea like this. Leave it to Riette rather than doing it with your own hands!

Dont worry, mother. I feel pretty good todayheup, cough! Aheuk!

Oh, its hot!

Bea!

Princess!

As the teapot was tipped over by the cough, the overflowing hot tea water eventually struck Riettes hand.

Doctors hurriedly rushed in before placing Bea on the bed and checking her temperature and pulse. No one looked at her. It seemed as if she had disappeared entirely from everyones unconscious.

As always, it was an innocent oblivion.

Lariette just held on to the back of her hand and looked at the back of the heads of the people in front of her quietly as if a disaster had struck. It was a sight familiar of Bea throughout her twenty years of life. It had been a lifetime experience for twenty years, so it wasnt unusual anymore.

Holding back the burning pain, she poked her head through the crowd.

Sister, are you okay? Since youre coughing again in the morning, Ill instruct them to put away the dress for now. Ill call the shop

Lariette de Chalonn! Talking about dresses in this situation, when are you going to grow up?!

Riettes shoulder flinched at the scream.

The Queen didnt even turn her head toward her second daughter. She just stroked the forehead of her first daughter, who was starting to break out in a cold sweat, while spitting out those words sharply.

You obviously know how careful you have to be with your sister at this time. Pulling her out of bed and treating her like a handmaid

Mother, coughno, Riette, keuk, I myself

Shh. Dont talk. You have to catch your breath first, Bea.

Hiding the burned and swollen hand behind her back, Riette smiled cutely at her mothers side face.

Im sorry, mother. I was thoughtless, okay?

.

It was unknown whether she didnt hear her or was she pretending or, was it meaningless to listen to her? Whatever the reason was, the Queen steadfastly turned a blind eye to her second daughter.

Riette, who leaned over slightly to look at her mother and sister, spoke cheerfully again.

Then, Ill go see His Highness, mother. Ill be serving him in the drawing room, so dont worry and stay with sister.

Yes. Youre good at that kind of thing, so I can trust you. Go ahead.

Lariette bowed to the simple decree and left the bedroom. Until the door slammed behind her, the faint cough and her sisters delicate voice calling her name caught her ankle. After taking a few steps out into the hallway, she frowned slightly and patted her wrist.

Im a little unlucky today.

It wasnt a new routine. As if it was not a big deal, she hurried her steps toward the central staircase.

I should wear gloves.

: * * :

Lord of Katak. Im Kaisaros Acheron.

His voice was very low.

Arriving at the annex where the Helios envoy was staying for a week, Riette ran into a huge man who was just about to leave the drawing room.

Princes cousin, Grand Duke Kaisaros Acheron.

He was the one who came with His Highness Narkissis as a congratulatory envoy.

Moderately indifferent and polite expressionless expression, that stern face matched perfectly with the sharp features that werent superfluous. Black hair shone like obsidian in the sunlight, and light blue eyes were staring at her. Even the well-proportioned muscles that couldnt be hidden by the uniform were a work of art. No matter how upright a person stood, there would always be signs of breathing, yet there wasnt even the slightest disturbance like a cast statue.

A stunning inanimate object.

For her, Cains first impression was just that.

I greet Princess Beatrice.

Until he called his sisters name.

Did sister follow me?

Riette reflexively looked back. According to common sense, no man would mistake her for Beatrice, the Venus of Chalonn.

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