I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 85
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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 85
“Lady Borandy, are you alright? Even when rumors spread that Lady Air might have done such a thing, I believed it couldn’t be true. To think she would frame you with lies!”
The young ladies who approached Borandy glared at Susan with reproachful eyes.
“But what is that thing? I’ve never seen anything like it in my life.”
“I know what it is. It’s a patented product of the Northern Ducal House. Father explained it to me in detail after he saw it at the Imperial Palace. When you stand in front of some special stone, it shows your exact appearance in mid-air.”
Susan tried to regain her composure while wrapping her trembling body. She didn’t know where such a thing had suddenly appeared from, but she had to somehow turn the situation around.
Susan forced herself to lift her head with a feigned calm expression.
“That day, I visited the Duke’s Castle at His Grace’s invitation.”
She cleverly mixed truth with lies. Her father had been visiting the Duke’s Castle on business, and she had pestered him to let her tag along.
“That’s not the issue right now! Why did you frame me with lies?”
Borandy asked with an incredulous expression.
“Lady Borandy. Someone deliberately staged that to humiliate me. Who here would do such a thing?”
Susan appealed as if she were the victim instead.
Several young ladies turned to look at Marine.
Marine was watching the situation with an expressionless face.
Susan’s eyes flashed as she stood before Marine.
“To bring something fabricated and humiliate me like this, Lady Schwentz.”
“I merely showed what happened that day because you asked me to provide evidence.”
Marine shrugged and said.
Look at that calm face. To think her reputation was being thrown to the ground because of this woman.
Susan was so angry that her eyes seemed to burn red. Blood vessels had burst.
No matter how much she tried to make excuses here, she couldn’t silence everyone who had directly witnessed that.
She could no longer be the flower of Western high society.
Because of this woman.
Finally, Susan threw off her gentle mask.
“Do you think a lowly woman like you is worthy of His Grace?!”
“Oh my, but Gerald likes a woman like me. Not you.”
Seeing the woman throw her own words right back at her, Susan’s anger shot to the top of her head.
Susan swung her hand to slap Marine’s cheek.
Since Marine had already anticipated Susan’s attack, she put strength in her waist and slightly pulled her head back.
Susan must have put too much force into it, as she staggered and hit the champagne table. Champagne poured down onto Susan’s white dress.
“Kyaaah!”
The young ladies nearby screamed and stepped back.
The horrified Susan stepped backward, stepped on her own soaked dress, and fell to the floor.
Susan’s figure sprawled on the floor drenched in champagne was utterly disgraceful.
It was the perfect downfall of the flower of Western high society.
* * *
Marine collapsed onto the bed with a tired face. As if she had been to war rather than a fight, all energy had drained from her body.
Knock knock.
At the sound of knocking, Marine only lifted her head slightly.
“Yes.”
“It’s Yulia.”
“Yeah, come in.”
Yulia looked sympathetically at Marine, who had become one with the bed.
“Was it difficult?”
“Gatherings with young ladies. It doesn’t suit me, doesn’t suit me.”
“I’ll prepare water for you to wash.”
“Thank you.”
“And there was contact from the blacksmith shop. They asked you to come once.”
“Really?”
Marine sprang up from her seat with an expectant face.
Was the sword already completed?
Marine looked down at her sky-blue dress. Though it was wrinkled from lying on the bed, it wasn’t bad.
“Yulia, I’ll wash after I come back from the blacksmith shop.”
“Yes. I’ll prepare it that way.”
“Yeah. I’ll be back.”
Marine headed to the blacksmith shop with excited steps.
* * *
When she arrived at the blacksmith shop and knocked on the door, it was drowned out by the clanging noise coming from inside.
Marine opened the door and went inside.
“Surenne.”
“Oh! Lady Marine. Welcome.”
Surenne, still in her short sleeveless outfit, raised the hand holding a hammer high.
Wow, look at those muscles. Sister, you’re so cool.
Marine approached Surenne with sparkling eyes.
“Is the sword already finished?”
“Yeah. I made it first, specially ahead of other people’s requests.”
Surenne grinned and placed something long wrapped in thin leather on the table.
When the leather was removed, a ivory-colored scabbard revealed its form. Gold powder was sprinkled in wave patterns in the center, sparkling and shining. The scabbard itself looked like a work of art.
Surenne slowly drew the sword from the scabbard. The thin blade gleamed so brightly that faces could be reflected in it, and a green opal was beautifully embedded in the sword’s handle.
“Wow! It’s really beautiful!”
“I heard you’re leaving on a long journey soon, so I made it quickly.”
“Yeah. Thank you.”
“Now that the sword is made, shall we have a drink?”
The champagne that had gushed out at the party hall came to mind.
“Champagne?”
“Hey, that’s just water. Fizzy water.”
“Then?”
Surenne grinned like a villain and pulled out a white bottle from under the table, setting it down with a thud.
Marine stared at the white bottle with curious eyes.
“This is what you call alcohol. Kyahaha.”
When she popped open the bottle cap, the smell of strong liquor immediately flowed out.
Was it something like vodka?
The only alcohol she had ever drunk was champagne and wine.
Since it suited her taste quite well whenever she drank, she believed she had a strong tolerance for alcohol.
Was it finally time to test her drinking capacity?
When Surenne gestured with her chin as if asking if she could handle it, Marine also smiled like a villain, following her lead.
* * *
Pale moonlight seeped through the window between the drawn curtains.
Gerald sat in the quiet office, waiting for Marine to come put him to sleep.
But even after waiting for a long time, he couldn’t hear the sound of her light footsteps.
“Kay.”
Kay quietly appeared before him.
“Find Marine.”
Kay, who answered by bowing his head, quickly disappeared.
Once Kay vanished, the office fell into perfect silence. The familiar stillness somehow felt strange.
Every morning was noisy with visits from Marine, Oliver, and Peridot, and in the evenings Marine would visit again to read him books.
From morning until night, his time was being filled together with her.
While he was lost in thought for a moment, he heard Kay returning.
“She’s at Surenne’s blacksmith shop.”
Gerald’s brow furrowed slightly.
He acknowledged Surenne’s skills, but her rough social manners sometimes made people uncomfortable.
“Is Surenne keeping Marine there until this hour?”
“…It doesn’t seem like she’s being kept there.”
Kay, who usually gave reports accurately and promptly, hesitated.
“More details.”
“She’s drinking with Surenne.”
“Ha, I’ll have to go see for myself.”
As Gerald rose from his seat, Kay hid in the shadows.
Gerald headed straight for the blacksmith shop.
The blacksmith shop was still far away, but he could hear the conversation between Surenne and Marine.
“Surenne! So I was like this! And then I said this this! So that lady went thud! Like that! Funny, right?”
“Kya kya kya. Lady Marine, do you know how many times you’ve told that story?”
“Huh? How many times did I tell it?”
“A hundred times! Kya kya kya.”
Surenne laughed while hitting the table.
“Really? That’s all I did? I should tell it more. Hee hee hee.”
Both of them are drunk.
His steps toward the blacksmith shop quickened.
The blacksmith shop was brightly lit and emanating warm energy.
When he opened the door and entered, the stuffy heat and the pungent smell of alcohol hit him simultaneously.
“Oh! Duke! What brings you here?”
Surenne welcomed him.
“Who? Duke?”
Marine’s voice was heard along with a clattering sound.
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