A Fairytale for Wizards

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Chapter 148 - The Debutant

 

Due to the nature of the Mayflower festival, there were more strangers than ordinary balls of high-ranking nobles, but people could roughly guess which side each other was on. Acquaintances naturally recognized each other and as for strangers, people did not know who they were but could tell whose family had introduced them to the ball. Even if they recognized people, it was mere courtesy to pretend not to recognize them at the ball. In such a space, a woman that no one knew appeared. In addition, she was certainly a great beauty just by the jawline and mouth that were shown below the mask. After her appearance, people focused on her clothes. Just by a glance, nobles realized the things she was wearing were at a level that was beyond a decent family’s financial capability. There was a short silence followed by a low buzz.

“Which family is that lady from?”

“Was there any esteemed daughter who was making her debut at this masquerade?”

“Oh my,  how can no one possibly know about such a beautiful woman? Who is she?”

“She must be an esteemed daughter of a tremendously influential family. Is she a foreigner?”

Everyone could only ask a question without an answer. Azriel could feel their eyes. She pointlessly fiddled with her mask. She was well aware of the fact that she was pretty. However, she did not know that she stood out among the nobles, even with a mask on.

‘Is my mask too fancy? Or is it because of my dress? Where on earth did Rhema order these?’

Her guess was not completely wrong as there was definitely an influence of her attire.

‘Seriously… I asked him I don’t want to draw people’s attention.’

As a matter of fact, it was partly her fault for not rejecting the dress Rhema had prepared, roughly guessing that it would draw people’s eyes. She was aware of that even though she was complaining.

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‘But this is what Rhema prepared for my first ball. He went through trouble to prepare this. I don’t want to disappoint him.’

It would be another story if she decided not to go to the ball, but if she wore something else to the ball, Rhema would be sad. Apart from her anger towards him, she did not want to make him sad with this because her wish that he would be happy remained the same. She wanted to make him happy at least as much as he made her happy.

‘…Oh.’

Is this what it was? It might be because her heart did not shake at all even after seeing what happened yesterday, even after hearing that Rhema had been doing horrific things, and even though he would not promise not to meddle with her memory, that she did not want to criticize him. Is that why I want to believe that he wasn’t a bad person and keep refuting Marthi? Such a thought suddenly came across her mind. It felt a little empty to think that was the only reason. She slipped back to the corner where finger food was prepared. Even so, people’s attention did not leave her.

‘I need to look for Lady Madriol or Charles, but I can’t get around like this.’

There were a lot of people loitering around her. She was avoiding their eyes on purpose, but one person plucked up the courage and approached her. “Lady, you are like the spirit of Mayflower. Would you give me the honor to have Catlett with you?”

It was a man in a mask with a pointy nose. Azriel was bewildered to hear his request.

‘What is Catlett?’

She did not know such a thing as the dance that was popular among the nobles in Modjankle. All she knew of the noble culture was what she saw in the dominion of Colte, which was in the countryside. When she was at a loss, someone gently interrupted. “Pardon. I have a prior engagement with this lady.”

It was a blonde man. He was in a blue mask with wave patterns embroidered with silver threads on it. He cut in between Azriel and the man with a pointy nosed mask and held out a Mayflower decoration that he had on his chest. “Please accept this.”

His bright blue eyes showing through his mask were looking at Azriel. His eyes made arches. Recognizing him, joy automatically spread on Azriel’s face.

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