Chapter Twenty-Six
.Chapter twenty-six.
Rena remembered and calmly corrected Risdell's words.
“She is truly beautiful, and she has skin no less beautiful than that of noble women. It is skin that has never seen the sun, skin and hands that no one has touched except me. It is clear that oud oil will suit her.”
Even if it wasn't meant to be.
She thought about how uncomfortable Rena was in that palace.
That thing, which is neither a noble nor a maid, but just a being, has upset the balance.
She mentioned how the servants' eyes looked at her with such hostility when she entered the palace.
“...I can allow as much. If her skin is this beautiful... it definitely suits her.”
Anyway, you'll pay enough for that skin.
I felt evil even at myself as I spoke, and I saw Rysdahl look at me with a look of pity.
“You are so cute, sometimes I worry about you. I will definitely protect you.”
The thoughts I was just thinking and Ryssdal's words didn't fit at all, so I decided to hold back my laughter and get serious.
Then, I took a deep breath and began to ignore those thoughts and focus on her question.
“From what I heard today, that was the funniest thing. Ryssdell, you were very smart.”
Although I felt a little harsh saying it myself, Rysdahl looked at me with kind eyes.
“You look so good, your kindness makes me worry sometimes.”
Rhysdale's eyes were so kind and full of naivety, which made me couldn't help but laugh hard.
Even though I wasn't very attached to Revenge, and even though I didn't have a particular preference towards them, I didn't feel weird.
When I got out of the shower, my head felt dizzy. Maybe because of waking up so early in the morning, she yawned happily.
“First of all, my body started to improve. At times when my body was weak, I wasn’t even able to yawn.”
It's because of the constant tension in my body.
There is no doubt that the best medicine is to address the problem head on. My body improvements were much faster than I expected. Not only... but.
I remembered that dream. Even just reminding myself of it, it felt like life was flowing from my heart.
Sure, now I can move on. I was no longer restricted at that point.
Although sometimes there are bad days, all of that will soon be in the past. I had the ability to understand that.
“I can keep improving.”
Thanks to Risdell's fabric handling skills and trained hands sent from the sewing shop, preparation was easy.
Her makeup brush moved gently and precisely over her lips. An April rose-like color was applied in shades to her lips.
“Miss. The lipstick is really beautifully applied.”
Abbott, who had come to help arrange the outfit, responded with a wild smile to Risdell.
“This is a combination of our store’s special flower water and top secret seed oil. Please close your eyes now.”
I closed my eyes as she instructed.
“There is pearl powder added after purification, which sparkles according to the direction of the light. The eye shadows are prepared with this crushed stone, which is said to protect the eyes and bring good luck.”
The Abbott brush gently glides over my eyelids.
The minerals are combined to provide a cooling sensation, then applied to my eyelids.
Finally, light-reflecting silver powder was gently incorporated into the hair, and used as a decoration featuring fresh, flowery roses from the morning garden.
“Really nice idea. It looks like a rose made of silver.”
When I expressed my admiration, Rysdell caught my attention.
“Miss, don't move. Movement may cause you to lose your balance.”
I automatically smiled at Ryssdell's enthusiasm.
"Okay. I'll stay calm."
Risdell and the lady from the tailor's shop wore these finely crafted ornaments like carefully crafted jewellery, placed under a thin layer of silver that sparkled red.
The carefully coiled hair is goddess-like, with flowers delicately and neatly placed, with half of it in a rose shape and the other half hanging naturally. The hair was so beautiful.
Even I was impressed with my own hair.
“Thank you. I have often thought about whether there is a need to summon you, but your skills are truly amazing. I must recommend them to other girls as well.”
Abbott's face lit up with joy when I said that. But she remained humble and kept her head down.
“You're so cute.”
Finally, I put on the dress I had chosen.
I put a silver rose in my hair, and added bright makeup to my face to highlight the radiance.
The dress was chosen in a dazzling color to give an elegant and sophisticated look like a moon goddess.
I chose a silver dress made of silk that had silver threads dangling elegantly, with delicately embroidered patterns and soft lace. The dress was cool and comfortable to the touch.
"Leave it loose. Since it's a layered dress, there's no need to fasten it too much."
The dress was open at the back and the transparent fabrics graduated naturally and elegantly from the shoulders to the middle of the body, giving a charming look without the need for many details at the waist.
The sleeves were wide and comfortable, falling elegantly around the elbows, and the silk chiffon was arranged in several layers to gently flow over the arms.
The lace is delicately crafted to be sheer and beautiful with a delicate mesh-like overlay on the arms.
“We used a lot of fabric here, but it doesn't feel heavy at all, as you would expect from a valuable fabric.”
I took a moment to assess the light weight of the dress and said.
“Yes, this is a precious fabric made with very fine threads.”
In the middle of the dress and along the legs, an intricate decoration representing God's servants and flowers was engraved with fine silver threads, creating a delicate woodcut-like appearance.
Small pearls were used to represent flowers and fruits, adding a touch of radiance as they shimmer with your step.
“You like it?”
Then I moved on to the pants that were hanging down the sides like curtains. They were a bright pearly colour.
That bright ivory color contrasted beautifully with the bright white in the middle, and gave a feeling of variety without becoming too over the top, like angel wings swooping down from the sides as if coming from the sky.
While I was busy examining the texture of the dress with absent eyes, Rysdell said in a whispered tone.
"It's not just a level I like, it's really beautiful. Incredibly gorgeous."
I wore a necklace I inherited from my mother around my neck, filling that gap.
The ruby necklace was luxuriously designed, with silver twisting like a vine and at the end of each thread there were studded diamonds. The necklace was decorated with the highest quality ruby stones that resembled a bright blood red color, which were beautifully cut similar to diamonds.
When I put matching earrings and a necklace on my ears, I looked at myself in the mirror as if I were coming from a painting.
Risdell, who was following my cosmetic procedure, couldn't help but admire and admire me constantly, until I finally got the shoes out.
“Lift your feet carefully because the heels are high, miss.”
"Good."
Elegant and elegant shoes decorated with small diamonds have a very high and shiny heel, the tip of which dangles naturally with every step and reflects the light with its shine.
After decorating myself so much, I felt incredibly excited. It's like I was a girl having her first concert.
"As if I would love to preserve a picture like this in a painting. Really beautiful. Thank you, Risdell. And thank you, too, Abbott."
Rysdahl's face flushed with excitement when he saw my smile.
“What can I say? You really look like a goddess. Miss. Anyone who observes your appearance will obviously fall in love with you.”
Abbott was eager to speak, too, of her own, and lavished praise at the same length. Judging by the way Ryssdell exaggerated, she started singing too. She laughed and responded to that situation.
"You're always so energetic and enthusiastic. I can't believe what you're saying. But I don't mind. So, can we go and attract attention?"
After my question was directed to them in a playful manner, my mother expressed her admiration.
“It's like a moon goddess coming from a painting. Of course I now know who will be the hero of the party in Rustaga today.”
My mother's words were a compliment full of meaning, and I smiled sheepishly and redirected the conversation.
“Indeed, you are truly beautiful. It seems that my father’s absence today will be unfortunate.”
My mother and I engaged in some chatting while riding in the shaded carriage, and we set off toward home. The moon was shining, the evening was beginning, and the streets were crowded with activity and liveliness.
The carriage did not take long until we reached Rustaja where the party was to be held. Somehow, I felt my heart leap for joy.
After finishing introducing Rena to the socialite, I suddenly started thinking about leaving her duties to the maid next.
The sky outside the car lined the window frame like a colorful painting, changing and moving with dynamic movement.
It was very beautiful until I suddenly remembered a poem I had read a long time ago.
Melody's Voice Sometimes Mysterious Vision.
Between the escaping curves.
The dancing aurora.
As I looked up at the rolling sunset sky, I felt the word “Melody Vision” pass through my body. A low, soothing sound, like healing. I felt that tears would fall, so I made a quick movement with my eyes. I felt very weak-hearted, but it was a welcome relief.
In fact, I wanted to be that weak. When you can't imagine beautiful things until beautiful things are beautiful.
I desperately missed the old days when I was able to look at beauty and imagine a beautiful poem.
However, at the same time I felt hopeless. I can't be this way again.
“But I could have been like this...”
I was able to improve. I couldn't believe it, but it was so.
Every day was better than the day before. It may be because something has been released inside my heart.
It felt like something black had fallen gently. It might be a feeling similar to what the priest in the temple said at one point, a feeling as a sensory concept for an animal.
How can other people's pain become another person's happiness? Isn't that strangely sinister?.
But whether this sensation belonged to humans, animals, or gods, it was unimportant.
I was completely confident that this feeling brings life to the soul.
As we got out of the carriage, I noticed dazzling arrangements starting at the entrance that had a wonderful decorative installation resembling a fairy fence.
“It was really meticulously appointed.”
I could only express my admiration.
My mother nodded admiringly.
“I heard that the party this time was prepared by Lady Rust, not Lady Rust. She has skills beyond even Lady Rust.”
As we started walking along the path, the whispers of the party and the sounds of the music began to catch my ears, irritating my throat.
I hadn't been to a party like this in a long time, so I was both excited and nervous.
“She seems nervous.”
My mother noticed this condition sensitively and was worried.
I didn't lie and told her with a slight smile.
"Honestly, after a long time of not coming to places like this, I feel like I'm in a new world. I'm excited but at the same time a little scared."
Originally, the upper classes of society fall under a fully connected social structure. The clubs and organizations were very interactive and it was easy to quickly hear rumors among them.
Especially regarding my turbulent engagement and the events that followed.
“It provided a lot of material for the conversation.”
When I think about it, my actions after returning were truly foolish. Maybe I will have no other choice but to face a series of questions this time at the party.
My mother noticed a look of concern in her eyes before she placed her hand on my shoulder and expressed her body temperature to me.
“Don't worry, I'm here. Just trust me.”
She smiled weakly at the margin of her encouraging words.
"I wasn't that worried. Okay, I get it. Mom."
Aside from that, this time I wasn't the only one who would be the focus of the party.
No, on the contrary, perhaps Reina will be the main focus. She may have a fiercer curiosity and a more sarcastic laugh. I can only expect that she will face worse situations than me, but that's her business, not mine.
I loved and hated the person who was in that world, and that person was him and her.
When I thought about Bernhard who would be Reina's partner at the party, the person who would accompany her to the party as part of normal social interactions, in that moment I felt tension run through my teeth.
It wasn't this terrifying hatred that resembled anger and devastation at first. I had no harsh hatred towards him.
“I still want to give him a direct dose of something painful, just like he did.”
With every thought that comes to my mind, I realize that there is a huge difference between him and me. Our areas of activity are very diverse, which means that opportunities for mutual interaction are very rare.
Except for Rena, there was no other human being who could be sought within the field of social behaviors, and therefore I had no relation to the issues of social life.
“If I had to do something, I would have to spend a lot of time and effort attracting someone new and forming relationships, and that's not in my plans.”
I hesitated for a moment.
“Actually, I don't have to do all that effort.”
But looking forward, is this guy worth the significant amount of effort and time I'm going to put in? This question was confusing.
Maybe if I were to be so happy, that might be a different matter, but for now….
From that moment when the human whose path was bright decided to give up his game with me and marry Rena, he found himself being punished. In addition, in a Demetrian letter that existed at the time, he seemed to wish to build a new succession pattern after Bernhard's exclusion.
“It may be that his roots are not as strong….”
Even if a child was born between him and Rena, it wouldn't be so much a blessing as it would be another source of pain. While I was thinking, I smiled slowly as if I was tightening a mysterious loophole.
But before I could continue my hints, we reached the entrance hall. The light thoughts vanished like bubbles in the air.
“Lady and Young Lady Arminga enter!”
The servant in the doorway announced our family names and names.
The warm, fragrant air was gently creeping into the hall, contrasting with the coolness outside.