Chapter 22 - We Are Outside, Milord...

Harriet continued to maintain her friendly smile throughout the party. Having grown so used to it, even though her cheeks felt stiff, Harriet was able to endure it. By the time the party had dragged on until past 9 p.m., Harriet noticed the nobles were starting to become more relaxed with the help of the alcoholic drinks served.

She didn't drink, because she didn't want a stomach ache. Today, her corset was very tight and new, so it didn't really feel right on her body yet. Harriet wanted to run away for a moment to loosen her chest corset area.

Harriet went into the break room, and at the door, she heard something from inside the room.

"I mean, she might not even be able to get pregnant, right?"

"The next Duchess?"

"Right."

Hearing that, Harriet furrowed her brows.

"Unless she's the real Luna. Then maybe, she'll be able to get pregnant."

The voices in there sounded like the voices of women. Perhaps the ladies from the Northern noble families gathered to gossip in the break ro