§ 116. Scarzzapino (3)
At first, Isabella did not recognize Prince Mores right away. The tall boy who came in with Princess Amelia felt very unfamiliar to her.
“… uh? “Huh?”
The lady, who had shouted that he was Prince Mores just by seeing the imperial carriage and the color of his hair, opened her mouth wide and stammered, forgetting to cover herself with a fan. The girl next to her even rubs her eyelids without noticing that her eye makeup is coming off.
There, there was a prince who seemed like something out of a story!
If it weren’t for his sharp eyes and unique hair color that closely resembled Empress Lizabeth, no one would have easily recognized the boy as Prince Mores.
“Shouldn’t I be the one to suit you?”
“That’s not necessarily true, Mores.”
“Then?”
“The hierarchy between dressing rooms is also important. “Salon de Mercy is the most famous costume shop in Delcross.”
The 3rd prince was famous for his discord with other princes and princesses, but looking at it now, it seemed like there was something wrong with the rumor. The two people walking in side by side with their arms around each other and talking to each other looked very friendly.
When the bright-looking siblings entered, the interior of the dressing room seemed to become brighter.
“… … !”
Leaving behind the ladies who were frozen stiff from shock, the prince and princess walked towards the special room, receiving an extravagant welcome from Madame Justine.
And when their appearance completely disappeared, the young ladies let out the breath they had been holding and soon let out cheers as if a dam burst.
“oh! “Oh my, my God!”
“How on earth is this happening? How can a person change like that in a short period of time? “I can’t believe my eyes even when I see it!”
“Now that I see it, the prince is definitely a member of the royal family! “You look just like His Majesty and Empress Lizabeth!”
“There was a reason why the little girl from Valois hung herself!”
And the ladies’ eyes all turned towards Isabella.
Their gaze has now changed from that of a rich man’s daughter who talks about marrying a fat bitch to that of the protagonist of a romance novel who is selected by the prince and about to rise in social status.
“… … .”
Isabella was also on the verge of losing her mind at the sudden situation, but she had no choice but to smile calmly and hide her surprise in front of the ladies.
“As you can see, he has completely recovered from his fever.”
“Oh, yes.”
“Hoho, I see. What a relief… … .”
However, even after that, Isabella’s heart, which started beating in shock, did not calm down easily.
The embarrassment of not knowing anything about the current status of the person you are talking about.
The feeling of betrayal that he was rejected as soon as his appearance changed.
The prince’s affectionate gaze towards Princess Amelia is different from when he looks at himself.
So when Archduke Sigismund, who had been waiting for him, arrived, there were once again loud exclamations from the ladies, but Isabella could not enjoy their envious gaze.
“Why don’t you both change the tone of your outfits a little brighter?”
The designer proposed several high-quality fabrics.
“The trend for this year’s ball gowns is to avoid red as much as possible and use light fabrics. Otherwise, savings buttons and accessories look like ordinary gold.”
“Savings?”
“Yes, Confucius. This is a precious metal imported from the Principality of Asein. Only a very small quantity was received in our clothing room. Considering its noble value, I think it would be a decoration that perfectly matches the high dignity of the two of you.”
“Okay, just take care of it.”
While the Archduchess nodded roughly, Isabella quietly observed him from the corner of her eye.
Orden Sigismund.
Heir to Margrave Sigismund and disciple of the famous Lord Balthazar. A young and dashing genius swordsman.
Although he was not personally acquainted with the person and only got to know him at large events, when I saw him up close, he seemed more cool-headed than I had heard through rumors. He is a man who gives off a chill, as if the cold air of the northern territory has enveloped him all the way to Del Cross.
His attitude towards Isabella was relatively polite, but that was all. Orden’s gaze, which occasionally fell on her face, was cold.
How could that be?
In the barren North, it would be difficult to see a beautiful woman like Isabella, as the saying goes.
“But, is it possible to fix it like that and make it on time?”
“The Archduke must wear the family’s ceremonial robe, so I think you can leave the basic pattern of the clothes as is and just make a few modifications to the sash and epaulets. However, in the case of Lady Scarzzapino… … .”
The designer who spoke up to that point secretly caught Isabella’s attention.
“To match the Archduke’s banquet gown, I think it would be better to replace the fabric in almost all parts except the flounce. In order to do that, I think I’ll have to start over with a new foundation and schedule a schedule for Gabon again, so I’m a little… … .”
“… … .”
“Oh, of course our costume room will do our best to meet your schedule! If you have a little understanding, you two will probably be the best couple in the imperial capital at this birthday party… … .”
As Isabella was silent for a moment, Orden turned his head and looked down at her.
“Is there any difference of opinion there? Lady Scarzzapino.”
This probably isn’t a question of whether there really is a difference of opinion.
Isabella could clearly feel that she had mastered the imperial capital’s social circles over the past few years and had become adept at dealing with people in her own way.
A dry gaze that endlessly looks down on something inferior to itself.
There was not a single shred of warmth in Orden’s eyes, let alone any fondness or respect for her.
‘Yes, just like Prince Mores did… … .’
The flower of society, the most beautiful woman in Delcross.
Despite such praise, in the end, what others thought of her was only this much.
Isabella answered, barely raising the corners of her mouth that had begun to tremble.
“yes. I think it would be better to follow the designer’s opinion. “Let’s do that.”
Is it because unexpected things keep happening recently?
Despite my long social experience, I felt like tears would fall at any moment.
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It was Amelia who first brought up the dress code.
I wondered what was the point of going through all that trouble, but I thought it was polite to my partner to put a little emphasis on the design of the ballgown.
And she personally came to him with a costume designer, saying that she would match Seongjin’s design.
That’s how Seongjin came to visit Salon de Mercy alongside Amelia.
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“Shouldn’t I be the one to suit you?”
I heard that those with lower status follow those with higher status, and those with lower age follow those with higher status?
However, Amelia smiled softly and said.
“That’s not necessarily true, Mores.”
“Then?”
“The hierarchy between dressing rooms is also important. Salon de Mercy is the most famous costume shop in Delcross. So, from the perspective of other designers, it would inevitably be burdensome to tell Madame Justine to come and go.”
Then Amelia’s designer chimed in from the side.
“Yes, what the princess said is correct. How considerate of you to consider our clothing room’s position! In addition, although Madame Justine is a menswear designer, she is also famous for her excellent eye for dresses. I’m sure you won’t regret listening to him.”
Well, if you look at what Madam herself does, I don’t really trust her insight.
“I also wanted to take this opportunity to meet him. I’ve always been curious about this. “I wonder who the most famous designer in the imperial capital is.”
Amelia said that with an angelic smile.
“Especially that butterfly pattern costume you showed me last time, it was a really great piece of work.”
The clothes were a bit unconventional.
But when she actually came face to face with Madame Justine, Amelia seemed to be very embarrassed and secretly grabbed Seongjin’s sleeve and kept her mouth shut.
“Mores… … .”
And as soon as Madame left for a moment, she carefully whispered to Seongjin.
“Why? “For some reason, I feel a little uncomfortable about that person.”
what?
“… “Are you like that too?”
“Do you feel strange too? For some reason, I keep getting nervous because I keep thinking that that person is scary. “I clearly don’t feel any aura activity, but I have no idea why I feel that way.”
“Um, I see.”
According to the Demon King’s words, Madame Justine is presumed to be a human whose soul from the real world resides in a normal world’s body. But there’s no way Amelia would know such details.
Just as Seongjin’s senses alerted him sharply when he first saw Madame, Amelia also probably instinctively sensed danger through some kind of sense.
Seongjin looked at Amelia again.
Come to think of it, what we sometimes forget when we only look at monsters like Seonghwang and Logan is that Amelia is actually also the owner of tremendous talent.
Additionally, the training method is extremely efficient.
-I am well aware of my own limitations, Mores.
She was quick to admit that she wouldn’t be able to become like Seongjin if she practiced all day long. So, regardless of the fact that she liked training, she did not invest more than a certain amount of time in her training.
He meditates in his spare time, and during audience times, he uses the expedient method of asking the Holy Emperor to acquire Auras directly to increase the efficiency of his practice.
And the time saved there was invested elsewhere.
We invite teachers from various fields such as politics, diplomacy, economy, and society to study.
Play musical instruments, read poetry, and visit the academy’s lecture hall.
If I only delve deep into my sword skills, at this rate, I will be able to one day join the ranks of continental powerhouses.
What on earth does Amelia want to do? Does she want to be even if she is a superhuman?
-This is a long journey towards the goal. It is the process of stacking bricks one by one to complete the tower of revenge.
When asked if it was not difficult, Amelia smiled and said that. It was a smile that was different from usual and gave off an eerie chill.
-okay. You were right, Mores. I find this process of running toward revenge very enjoyable.
Well, I’m glad you’re enjoying it.
Feeling that her lack of wealth was a bit of a waste, Seongjin spoke softly to her.
“well. Maybe his real weapons aren’t Aurors. Anyway, the author is probably a strong person. “In many senses.”
“As expected.”
“Don’t worry though. “After all, the author is under his father’s control.”
Considering that the twins were the ones who first introduced him to Madame, perhaps Aranza is still watching him.
Amelia looked visibly relieved at Seongjin’s words.
So when Madame returned to the special room with new fabric and a design book, Amelia began to express her opinion without adding or subtracting, unlike before.
“Light colors are the trend for this year’s banquet. Maybe a cream color or a water color… … .”
“I’m attracted to this black fabric.”
“Oh, this is just accent fabric for making flounces and ribbons. Come on, Haha. Don’t do that, take these fabrics here… … .”
“But Madam. “The color black somehow looks cool.”
“But my dear. If you want to go with red and gold jewelry, this pale emerald fabric is better… … .”
“It would be nice if Mores and I could both wear black together.”
“Hey, you! At the birthday party, which celebrates the day when the representative of the main god came to this earth, the black color reminiscent of mourning clothes is a bit… . “Someone might mistake you for a devil worshiper!”
Madame Justine shouted with a straight face. Even the fact that her sentences no longer trail off means that she is very serious right now.
However, Amelia’s cheeks were slightly flushed and she smiled brightly.
“Wow, the devil of Delcross, that’s kind of cool… … .”
“… … .”
Oh, I forgot about this too.
This sister said she liked the second year of middle school… … .
fantasy,
