☆ Episode 96 ☆
That wasn’t wrong.
But didn’t it sound very different depending on how you heard it?
Luatisha and Lady Porschet fought over a dress, and Luatisha even lied.
‘And I, the kind one, mediated it.’
Klatie smiled inwardly, continuing to feign a troubled expression.
Isn’t it obvious which one the Paeraton princes would like more?
‘I won.’
I was thinking that as I looked at Luatisha—.
‘What, what is that expression?’
An expression as if looking at something pitiful and unfortunate.
“Hey.”
It was the moment Klatie felt something was wrong.
“What are you?”
Ixion asked Klatie.
His face was expressionless, having erased even his usual smirk.
“Yes, yes?”
“I was asking my cotton ball, so why are you butting in?”
This, this isn’t right?!
* * *
‘Oh dear.’
I looked at Klatie with pitiful eyes.
My brothers aren’t the kind of people who would fall for that.
They’re the kind of people who would say, ‘I don’t know what happened, but good job,’ even if I stabbed Klatie with a knife.
“I, I was just trying to explain the situation…….”
“So why are you answering instead? You’ve reduced the amount of things I can talk about with my cotton ball.”
Ixion really seemed upset.
“I’m sorry if I overstepped. I just felt there was something questionable about what Luatisha said…….”
Klatie trembled like a delicate lily, looking up at Ixion with teary eyes.
Honestly, even as a woman, I wanted to run over and comfort her; she was so stimulating to my protective instincts.
But.
“You’re talking a bit strange?”
Her opponent was just too much.
“Indeed. It sounds like you’re blaming my youngest.”
When Zeon even joined in, Klatie faltered.
“N, no way! I just thought what Luatisha said earlier wasn’t right—.”
“Nothing my cotton ball says is wrong.”
He was ready to make it right even if it was wrong.
“So what are you trying to say, in the end? That you fought over the dress?”
“Yes, yes!”
“Isn’t it wrong to covet my cotton ball’s dress in the first place?”
“My sister is too kind to even entertain that.”
“Our youngest is too soft-hearted. I’m worried.”
Ixion, Ares, and Zeon stopped talking and clung to me again.
Klatie stared at the scene with a bewildered face before pressing her lips tightly together.
“Oh, brothers!”
She took a step forward as if she had made up her mind, wearing a bright yet somehow poignant smile.
“It’s me.”
The three men’s gazes turned to her.
“I’m Klatie, your cousin.”
“Ah.”
Ares exclaimed.
“You’re that?”
“Yes!”
Ares smiled deeply. It was such a beautiful smile that even Klatie’s radiance paled in comparison.
Klatie’s cheeks flushed, and her eyes sparkled like stars with anticipation.
Slowly, Ares approached Klatie. The moment he leaned down and whispered something in Klatie’s ear.
“……!”
Klatie’s face, which had been flushed with excitement and anticipation, turned cold.
Even fear could be seen in her eyes as she looked at Ares.
‘What on earth did he say?’
I looked at Ares as he approached me, but he was just wearing his usual spring-like smile.
Zeon hugged me and tilted his head, looking at Lady Porschet.
“You, are you still holding onto that dress?”
“Why are there so many people coveting other people’s things?”
Ixion clicked his tongue, and Lady Porschet pressed her lips tightly together.
Her plump cheeks were filled with embarrassment, annoyance, and shame.
“I won’t wear it!”
Lady Porschet threw down the dress she was holding and turned around.
She seemed about to leave but then turned back and stomped towards me.
“You, be prepared!”
Lady Porschet declared, raising her finger.
“I’m going to the Dawn Festival too! I’ll show the world that I’m more amazing then!”
With that, Lady Porschet disappeared out of the dressing room.
‘……She’s quite the stormy little miss.’
Klatie, who was left alone because her companions had left first, became awkward.
“Oh dear, she’s so hot-tempered; I’m really worried.”
Klatie muttered, seemingly embarrassed, and went to the door.
She stopped as she was about to open the door and looked at me.
“I never thought I’d meet you here again, Luatisha.”
“Me neither.”
“I’d like to talk more, but I think I should follow Lady Porschet now.”
She said it as if she wasn’t running away with her tail between her legs.
“Let’s say hello next time. I’ll see you soon.”
It sounded like she was saying she would repay me for this.
I wonder if you really can.
I wore a crooked smile.
“I don’t particularly want to say hello, nor do I want to see you.”
Klatie, who was about to say something to my words, glanced at Ares.
And then she left the dressing room without a word.
* * *
After Klatie and Lady Porschet disappeared, we sat on the sofa in the dressing room.
“Ixion, is the dress all altered?”
“Huh? No, that’s…….”
Ixion, who was momentarily flustered, rubbed the back of his neck, “Haaa一.”
“Yutra, are you still far off?”
“Just a moment. I’m almost done!”
What is it?
After waiting a little, Yutra came out carrying a large box.
Ixion, who received the box, knelt on one knee in front of me.
“Ixion?”
“Just stay still.”
Ixion gently grabbed one of my ankles and took off my shoe.
“A gift for my sister’s debut into society.”
Shoes that looked delicately and beautifully made, like a fairy would wear, came out of the box.
Ixion reverently put the shoes on my feet.
He was quite different from his usual playful self, and it made my heart flutter for no reason.
Ixion has this side to him too.
“How is it?”
Ixion smiled as he looked up at me, placing my foot on his knee.
“It’s so pretty!”
“Walk around. It needs to be comfortable.”
I grabbed Ixion’s hand and jumped up.
I hadn’t even taken a few steps when I exclaimed in admiration.
“Wow, it’s so comfortable! It’s as light as if I’m not wearing shoes!”
I jumped and hugged Ixion tightly.
“Thank you, Ixion. It’s such a wonderful gift!”
“Well, you’re weak, so your feet are weak too.”
Ixion said coolly, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
“Ha, I can’t believe I’d be beaten to the punch by that guy.”
Ares shook his head and gestured to Yutra.
“Is it ready?”
“Everything you two ordered is complete.”
The dressing room employee, who received Yutra’s gaze, brought two boxes with a polite attitude.
What Ares took out of the box was a fan.
With a rustle, Ares unfolded the fan and made eye contact with me, half of his face covered.
When he smiled like that, I couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow…….”
“Ares seems like he’d be really good at picking up girls.”
“I have no intention of picking up girls.”
Ares smiled and bowed to me. A thin fan blocked the space between our approaching faces.
“I just want to be the first for my sister.”
One by one, the fan ribs folded, and the slightly drooping eyes that lazily curved were gradually revealed.
“Can’t I?”
‘Wow…….’
As expected, Ares, the beauty who could overthrow kingdoms, the bewitching Ares!
I felt like I would unknowingly nod my head, saying, ‘Why can’t you?’
At that moment,
“Don’t disturb our youngest’s pretty eyes and get lost.”
Zeon pushed Ares away with a cold face.
He picked me up and sat me on his lap.
What was in Zeon’s hand was a jet-black hair ornament with red jewels embedded in it.
“Take it with you and think of it as me.”
It was just like Zeon, who always asked me to stroke his hair.
Zeon’s large hand swept over my hair and put the ornament on me himself.
He stared at me for a long time without any expression.
“Why? Doesn’t it suit me?”
“No. I just want to be wall-slammed again一.”
“Thank you! Thank you, Zeon! I’ll always wear it!”
I was horrified and cut off Zeon’s words.
Looking at Ixion and Ares, they were frowning as if they felt something was *jjipjjiphada* [unpleasant].
Phew, I guess they didn’t hear properly.
That’s a relief.
If he tried to wall-slam even my other brothers, I’d be so embarrassed I might die.
I looked at my limbs, which were much shorter than my brothers’, with a gloomy face.
“Princess, this is a gift from me and our dressing room staff.”
Yutra smiled brightly and held out the dress hanging on the torso.
It was the very dress that Lady Porschet had coveted earlier.
‘Ah, Yutra must have told my brothers about that dress when they placed a separate order.’
“Thank you, Yutra! And the staff sisters and brothers!”
“We believe that the Princess will definitely become the next Grand Aurora.”
“There’s no one who can be it other than the Princess!”
“Hehe, thank you!”
It feels so good to have people who acknowledge and support me.
I’m happy.
After chatting with the dressing room staff for a while, I returned home.
* * *
The moment I got out of the carriage in Zeon’s arms, I realized that the atmosphere was unusual.
My dad was even downstairs in the lobby.
‘Did something happen to the family?’
I couldn’t help but feel worried.
With a stiff face, Dad slowly looked over my brothers and then finally looked at me.
He seemed very down.
Tensely, I waited for Dad’s lips to open.
After a brief silence, Dad opened his mouth.
“So, you guys snatched my daughter’s first outing to the capital, huh.”
What?
“I’ve been raising thieves in my own house.”
Excuse me, Dad?
Is this really something to be so serious about?