Chapter 61: 61

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“Would His Highness the Crown Prince come to the birthday banquet today?”

The maid who was lovingly braiding Yuria’s silver hair asked.

Today was her birthday.

The most curious thing was whether or not Rixus would come to the birthday banquet.

Yuria quietly blushed and answered.

“Yes, indeed.”

“I want him to come as well. Let’s pray together that he can come.”

“Prayer is not necessary. Even if you don’t, he will come.”

“……Why?”

At the questioning maid, Yuria smiled shyly just like a new bride.

“He sent me a reply the day before yesterday. That cold-hearted person.”

“Yes?!”

The maid’s eyes widened.

It was unbelievable, especially when she thought of the crown prince who ruthlessly and indifferently refused to dance at the last celebration party.

Her lady who loved such a cold man was pitiful, really pitiful.

“Really.”

As if boasting, Yuria took out the letter she had put in the pages of a book with a careful hand.

There it was written:

{I’ll attend. Don’t worry about the birthday present.}

Only two lines. Those sentences were nothing special, but Yuria read it over and over again.

And in case it would be dirty, she put it in a precious book.

The maid, who checked the reply, was just as happy as if it was for herself.

“Oh, my lady. You must be so happy! I’ll make you even more beautiful today!”

“Yes.”

“So that even the Crown Prince will fall for you!”

The hand of the maid who braided Yuria’s hair became even more skillful.

Even then, the maid added, as if her excitement did not subside.

“I hope you have a wonderful birthday today, my lady.”

“…It will be.”

Since yesterday she has already been happy just from knowing that he was coming.

It was already a wonderful birthday.

It felt like everything was going in the right direction.

The day before yesterday, she heard that her uncle, the margrave, was against the marriage.

Now, she would be able to prevent the crown prince from having an unhappy marriage.

‘It’s my turn now.’

Wasn’t the crown prince a benefactor who reached out his hand when she met a dead end in her life?

Yuria thought that removing Berylia was the only way for him.

She would save him, who was cornered and chose the wrong marriage mate.

“My lady, what are you most looking forward to today?”

“……”

Yuria looked out the clear window with her light blue eyes and whispered softly.

“The Crown Prince said, ‘It’s a gift I chose myself.”

That was the most anticipated. He prepared it himself for her!

As long as she received anything from him, she felt like she would like the cold and indifferent man even more.

“Even a single flower would make me very happy.”

* * *

In the outdoor banquet hall, nobles flocked like clouds to congratulate the lady.

“Lady Mavis is very attentive today, isn’t she?”

Madam Verdi commented, taking a sip of the bitter tea imported from the eastern countries.

As she said, for today’s birthday banquet, the lady took great care.

It was by no means an overwhelmingly splendid and luxurious scene, but it was a banquet hosted by the best experts, including food, music selection and decorations.

The angel spouting cool water from the fountain was the work of the greatest sculptor of this time.

Plus, gourmet cuisine. These were the master chefs from a restaurant in Breathbridge that one could never get into without a reservation.

Eggplant topped with cheese, smoked whole pork, lamb soup, skewered garnish… 

In addition to those, soft bread and seasonal fruits were also deliciously prepared.

Count Quokka shook his head as he listened to the band’s waltz.

“It feels like my inner excitement is soaring to the max!”

Boom, boom, boom.

Seeing Count Quokka shaking his shoulders with his front teeth exposed, Madam Verdi smiled cheerfully.

“Count Metheus, look over there.”

Then she tapped him and pointed to one side with the nuance of ‘There’s a strange animal over there’.

Count Quokka’s eyes, which unconsciously looked over, widened, ‘Zwing!’

“!”

There was something really interesting there.

The scene of a woman who committed an affair… with the mother of the adulterer man was caught in one angle.

Deborah was on the left.

On the right, Marquis Kalen’s mother, Pamela Caruso, was seated.

They were only two tables apart.

What was even more surprising was that both of them looked like they didn’t really care much about each other.

Pamela, in particular, was surrounded by many other wives and young children.

Still, Deborah didn’t curse at all.

That was the only way.

It was because the people around her were doing it already.

“She’s thick skinned. If she’s dispatched out to war, she’ll deflect every arrow with that face.”

“If you’ve done such a filthy thing, you’d put your face in a mouse hole. How dare she behave like that?”

“My trusted source says…”

Then the lady lowered her voice and muttered.

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“I heard that they finally filed for divorce!”

“Oh my God! And she insisted on not getting divorced so much.”

“You know what’s even more surprising?”

The lady spoke as if she was spilling God’s plan.

“There are rumors circulating that she’s going to remarry right away!”

“!”

Countess Mimosa, sitting at the same table, showed interest for the first time.

The other day, she criticized Deborah to be ‘from a poor barony’ but she was caught and shook by her hair, so now she seemed careful with her words.

She asked,

“With whom…?”

“Isn’t she from some shabby noble family? She’s going to get married to an old man.”

“She said that even if she died soon, she wouldn’t become a divorcee from a barony…!”

Countess Mimosa replied with an air of triumph. 

The lady then responded with a smirk.

“Well, it must be higher than a baron.”

Then she added,

“I feel sorry for the mother-in-law who’s receiving a daughter-in-law like that.”

“…….”

“Isn’t that right? Madam Pamela?”

Pamela just smiled. Then she added a noble word.

“It must be a little pitiful.”

There was one reason why there were so many people around Pamela now.

Maybe it was because of the expectation that she would ‘visibly rise’ in the future.

Although not as good as the former Deborah and present-day Madam Verdi, Marchioness Pamela Caruso was also a woman with a strong presence in the social world.

Besides, Deborah collapsed, so there were more people around.

And the madam had a son who was blindly in love.

Not only was the story interesting, but someone would have to enter the place which Deborah was kicked out of, and she was the perfect fit.

Besides, she really had the qualities to be a social ‘butterfly’.

In this situation, it was not something anyone could do – to maintain elegance without changing a single expression or gaze.

“…….”

But then, a situation occurred in which even Pamela had no choice but to be shaken.

Deborah, who had been sitting quietly in her seat, approached.

Deborah walked without hesitation and opened her mouth sweetly.

“Madam Pamela, how is the weather today?”

“…….”

For a moment, the ladies at the table looked at Pamela with their mouths closed, unable to speak.

Pamela’s inner feelings were revealed in her eyes for the first time.

They were like, ‘What is this crazy bitch thinking?’

Countess Mimosa, who was next to Pamela, unwittingly held and protected her hair that had been pulled by Deborah last time.

Meanwhile, Madam Pamela straightened her agitated eyes.

Soon, Pamela, who had erased her emotions from her eyes, opened her mouth.

“Yes, it rained briefly in the morning, afterwhich, the sky was clear.”

She was even smiling.

“…….”

“…….”

The nearby wives looked at each other secretly.

It was like watching a scene where the demon king blocked the dragon’s attack.

Not a drop of blood was spilled, but everyone knew that they had just exchanged blows.

Deborah laughed softly.

“I’m glad. I thought Madam Pamela would have bad feelings towards me.”

“…….”

“You welcomed me like this.”

Pamela just smiled quietly. Without saying anything in return.

Deborah bit gently and carefully, but as her teeth entered, she stepped forward a little more aggressively.

“Well, our friendship was pretty strong in the past, Madam Pamela.”

It was true. It was a great friendship where the two social giants met occasionally to drink tea, go for a walk, and eat a meal in a war-torn social world.

Of course, it shouldn’t be seen as a friendship by the standards of ordinary people who genuinely cared for each other.

Rather, it was an emotional friendship that ‘recognized’ each other’s influence and abilities.

“I want to get along well with Madam Pamela. Of course, there was an unexpected incident, but…”

“…….”

“I hope this doesn’t hurt our friendship.”

Deborah grabbed her hand with a soft touch. Of course, she couldn’t get rid of her anger right now, but wouldn’t it be better to keep working hard?

While exchanging jewels with each other, how many nobles have they joined hands with to topple?

If the social world was a battlefield, the two had often been operational comrades.

‘Are you going to shake off my hand?’

Deborah tried closely to examine Pamela’s heart.

Fortunately, she didn’t show any anger or much objection. If she was really angry, if she truly couldn’t stand it, it would have been revealed.

But it was tolerable.

Deborah felt deeply relieved that her hostility towards her was tolerable.

“Madam Deborah.”

“…Yes? Tell me, Pamela.”

Pamela smiled and took Deborah’s hand.

Then she parted her mouth and spoke politely to the relieved Deborah.

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“I hope we never see each other again.”

“!”

“Looking at our friendship, you can do this much for me right?”

To interpret this, it would be……

Get out of my face right now, you f*cking crazy.

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