"What?!"
Arai furrowed her brows in confusion as she digested what she had heard from Phillip in her head for a while.
"That's right, M'lady. Madam and Young Lord Almandine went to the anonymous club together," said Sir Phillip.
"Aah, so she's determined to throw in some oil to the fire, huh…" muttered Arai, who then burst out laughing.
After she finished laughing, Arai stood up and took her mask box. She opened it and put her mask on.
"Come on, Philip! We must not be left behind," Arai tied her tiger-striped mask.
Meanwhile, on the anonymous club party floor filled with nobles, the rich and other influential people wearing masks stopped what they were doing when
Harriet sat alone without anyone daring to approach her. She remained calm. There really weren't many people willing to approach her after last year's events. Liam returned to her side, carrying two glasses of Bloody Mary mocktail. Harriet furrowed her brows. She'd never liked a Bloody Mary before, but Liam didn't really know her alcohol preference. So, she accepted it. However, everyone who knew her well, including the bartender who made the drinks looked at the two curiously. Everyone knew Harriet didn't like the taste of strong, savoury drinks, especially Bloody Marys. Harriet sipped her Bloody Mary in the midst of everyone's gazes. "Mm," Harriet was surprised. Liam smiled at his wife showing an astonished look behind
Arai swung her sword back in a low movement, and Liam did the same again. CLANG! "Ugh!" Arai's arm got pushed back. Instead of just blocking her attack, this time, Liam added pressure to the impact of the tip of his sword so there was more thrust from the collide. Arai furrowed her brows. That was not all that made Liam's attacks so amazing. But also because… CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Arai panicked, she blocked Liam's barrage of attacks with her sword. "You…" Arai couldn't contain her admiration and fear. Every time Liam's sword tip hits her blade, Arai could feel that the man was aiming for the same point on the blade. Arai fu
"So, how exactly did you two meet?" Liam asked Arai, who was sipping her third glass of wine. "Huh? You mean me and Serpent?" asked Arai. Penelope chuckled, knowing that this was going to be a long and exciting story, and immediately poured wine into her glass. She didn't even care anymore if Arai broke the rules about not being able to reveal anyone's identity in this building. "I and Serpent met… aah, almost ten years ago?" Arai was not sure. So they had been friends since they were teenagers? Liam glanced at Harriet who was quietly sipping her Bloody Mary. "Serpent beat me in the Jousting Tournament and came first," continued Arai. "Joust–" Liam was so surprised he turned
"That woman you call devout has not come here again since everyone knows what she did to her mother to take over the title of the Marchioness Goldlane. How do you think the Late Marchioness suddenly died even though she was young and perfectly healthy right after Harriet Goldlane turned 18 years old?" asked Cecilia. She added, "And who will benefit the most from her death? Of course, it's her daughter who hates her, who will get her title and wealth once she dies." "I'm just telling a reasonable truth that no one has dared to say before. Everyone already knew that it was the snake woman who killed her mother, but since the Emperor was on her side…" Cecilia sobbed, saying what she had to say boldly, though her lips trembled pitifully. Her eyes faltered, staring at Aaron who was not at all impressed by
Harriet was awakened by the kisses peppered on her face. Liam kissed her gently, but quickly and repeatedly. When the man noticed Harriet wake up, he smirked. "Good morning, Madam," he whispered, kissing Harriet on the cheek. Harriet reached her hand out to Liam, hugging his neck in a coyish gesture. "Good morning, Milord," she answered hoarsely. Liam kept kissing her cheek, making Harriet ticklish and shrug her shoulders. Harriet's laughter made the man laugh too. The two joked around a bit until Harriet's eyes finally opened wide. The woman realized that it was still dark. The sun had not yet begun to peek at the bottom of the horizon. Her husband smiled at seeing her conf
Seeing the suspicious group before her, Harriet didn't have to wait long for the answer, because she finally saw a familiar face. "Jake Scolecite," whispered Harriet. He was the owner of a large auction house in the Capital. The handsome young man with dark grey hair sat on his horse and watched the group from behind. Looking at the situation, it seemed like the group had just resumed their journey after camping nearby to spend the night. If Jake had been supervising the trip himself, it might have been a very important item that they were bringing with them. It was just that Harriet had a bad feeling from seeing the group. And sure enough, just as they came to a curvy road between three high hills, where there was nowhere to run and it would be difficult to escape,
"Let's see who's making such a fuss this early in the morning," hearing the woman speak as if the commotion was trivial, Jake could feel his legs shaking as he approached her."Wh-w-w-who are you?" A stammering Jake didn't recognize Harriet.Well, that was understandable since Harriet and Jake hadn't really been acquainted and had hardly seen each other. Moreover, Harriet's appearance today was much different from the usual Harriet, who was neat and beautifully decorated with make-up and jewels on her body.Everyone saw Harriet standing in front of them like seeing a forest spirit coming to their rescue. A forest spirit who befriended a savage wolf monster–Jake was taken aback when suddenly the giant white wolf stepped casually over to Harriet's side and gently nu
Liam enjoyed his wife's red face. Actually, Liam already knew why Harriet might say that."Mm, you mean my father, right?" he asked.Harriet's face became irritated. She narrowed her eyes at Liam who had been teasing her, even though he already knew why she said it."The one who spread the rumor was that Crown Prince, right? What does he want from you?" Liam asked then.Harriet refused to let her brain recount the memory of Ezekiel's humiliation of her that day. So she smiled at Liam's face and shook her head."He wanted me to support him to become the Emperor," said Harriet, half lying and half telling the truth."Ah. But isn't it obvious that he will be the next Emperor?"