Countess Youngae’s Money-Sweeping Makeup Shop - Chapter 1

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Prologue

“My lady, how about sharing the first dance with me?”

“Ah.”

In the center of the ballroom where brilliant light poured down.

I instantly became the focus of many gazes.

Even so, I confidently received those stares while making a surprised expression.

I struggled to swallow the laughter that threatened to burst out at the man’s words.

The man before me, who truly seemed not to know who I was, wore an arrogant expression.

As if he had absolute faith that I would naturally accept his proposal.

Black hair like the night sky and ruby-red eyes.

Fox-like beautifully curved eyes and red lips too.

Truly, he was a beautiful person.

Someone like this must have lived without ever experiencing rejection.

But now the word ‘rejection’ would enter this man’s life.

I quietly gazed at the Crown Prince, then gracefully lowered my eyes.

“I apologize, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

“Yes, with me… what?”

“You seem to have mistaken me for someone else.”

“Wh-what do you mean, my lady?”

I caught sight of the Crown Prince’s lips struggling to maintain their composure.

Still holding up well, are we?

I let out a gentle voice while smiling with my eyes.

“It’s me. Don’t you recognize me?”

“Haha, impossible. We’re meeting for the first time. There’s no way I could forget such a beautiful lady…”

“Sillia.”

“Sillia?”

The Crown Prince, who had been smiling, repeated my words and then looked puzzled.

“Why are you talking about Lady Sillia? Ah! You must have heard something strange from her…”

“Why are you courting the same person?”

“The same person? But I’m seeing you for the first time?”

“Really? I’m the person who was rejected by Your Highness the Crown Prince a week ago.”

“Haha, what a joke…”

“What did you say? ‘This is the first time I’ve seen a lady as ugly as you,’ was it?”

The Crown Prince’s face gradually hardened like stone.

Soon he looked as if he’d seen a ghost, then slowly stepped backward.

Unable to maintain his balance, he fell backward, and I gracefully approached right in front of the Crown Prince and extended my hand.

“Oh my, are you alright?”

“No, no. Did that lady put you up to this? To impersonate her?”

“Impersonate? Haha, why would I have her do such a thing? I don’t have that kind of power. Did my makeup turn out well? Do I look that different?”

“Makeup? Don’t lie. You’re not Sillia, you’re…”

“Not Sillia? What, a witch?”

“Yes, a witch!”

“Oh dear, you’ll anger the mages. There’s the title ‘mage’ available, yet you say ‘witch.'”

“That’s, well…”

The Crown Prince’s pupils wavered at my words.

Though the Imperial House and the Tower of Mages were in a cooperative relationship, who knows how the mages would react if he used words they disliked.

But I couldn’t care less whether the Imperial House faced difficulties or not.

The hand I had extended was the minimum courtesy as a noble.

Just before the Crown Prince could grasp my hand, I promptly withdrew it.

“You don’t particularly need to believe me. I had no intention of making Your Highness the Crown Prince understand anyway.”

“Making me understand? What kind of rude words are those?”

“It seems the other ladies are waiting for Your Highness the Crown Prince, so I’ll take my leave first. May glory always be with the Empire’s little sun.”

“Wait…!”

Before the Crown Prince could finish his words, I grasped the hem of my pale violet dress with both hands and bowed my head.

Not the gentle, blushing Sillia of the past, but the sharp, pale-skinned me smiled coolly.

Afterward, I slowly raised my head and met eyes with the Crown Prince, who looked like a pink diamond.

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