Me, a Princess? My Lord! - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

‘P-Princess?’

Heidi’s face, which had been blankly looking up at Deshion, turned bright red.

“D-don’t call me that!”

“Shouldn’t you get used to it now?”

“That may be true, but…”

It’s just too ticklish to hear.

Should I say it feels like scratching at my heart? Or like wanting to bury my face in a pillow and count from 1 to 100?

Just before Heidi’s face was about to explode, the lively music that had been playing came to an end.

Fortunately!

“It was an honor to be the Princess’s partner.”

Deshion offered his greeting while trying to suppress his laughter.

“…Yes.”

Heidi answered reluctantly and returned the courtesy.

It was the moment when a gap formed between the two.

“Princess, congratulations.”

“Clara. It’s even more delightful to meet you here.”

People who had rushed over in an instant surrounded Heidi. These were those who had been eagerly watching for an opportunity, wanting to strike up a conversation somehow.

Among them were the ladies Heidi had invited a few days ago.

“You look so beautiful today. I was truly surprised when you made your entrance.”

“Thank you. Evangeline, you look wonderful today too. The indigo dress suits your eyes well.”

“Oh my, I bought it new to wear today! You noticed perfectly. You have such good taste.”

Heidi engaged in friendly conversation with those ladies. So that everyone could clearly see this scene.

Then meaningful glances began to be exchanged among the nobles who had been standing around blankly.

“Should we go over too? If we want to strike up a conversation…”

“Seeing that Her Majesty the Queen’s name was given, hasn’t the real power shifted?”

“Of course! How powerful bloodline is. No matter how much you talk about the affection of raising someone, in the end, you have no choice but to leave everything to the child with your blood flowing through them. Especially for royalty.”

One of them straightened his shoulders and spoke.

“If you’re all just going to whisper like that, I’ll approach first.”

Once one person broke the ice, everyone began to gather courage. Both ladies and young lords, without exception, all approached Heidi.

Most were trying to show their faces at least once, and some among them moved their lips, trying somehow to strike up a conversation.

But only one person was different.

“Princess.”

A gentle voice cut through the bustling atmosphere.

“It’s been a while since I’ve greeted you.”

“Lord Lawrence.”

It was Laurence Evan Pretium, the second son of House Pretium.

When he appeared, people naturally made way for him. Even those with higher titles did so.

Lawrence, who had reached Heidi’s front, bowed politely and then straightened up. His blue eyes looked directly at Heidi.

“Might you grant me the honor of sharing the next song together?”

At the bold dance invitation, the eyes of Heidi and the people around widened.

After thinking for a moment, Heidi smiled brightly and met Lawrence’s eyes.

“Let’s do that.”

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“I was truly surprised.”

Lawrence spoke while supporting Heidi’s waist.

“If I have committed any rudeness during this time, please forgive me generously.”

“Alright. I’ll overlook it just this once. Next time, I won’t be so lenient.”

Lawrence’s expression softened gently at Heidi’s casual joke.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Lawrence said while looking into Heidi’s eyes.

“I’ve always thought your eyes were quite striking. Amethyst-like beautiful eyes are rare to see.”

“Purple isn’t exactly a commonly seen color, after all.”

“That’s certainly true.”

Lawrence nodded.

“I don’t know what you might think, but I found our conversations together quite enjoyable.”

“I felt the same way.”

“I had hoped we could become good friends, but it seems that was an impossible dream. It’s regrettable.”

Heidi’s eyes widened.

“Won’t there be many opportunities to converse in the future? Like today?”

“Like today…”

Then the dance music began approaching its end. Lawrence’s eyes narrowed.

“The song is short.”

Lawrence said while lowering his long eyelashes.

“Next time we meet, I hope a very long piece will be played.”

On Lawrence’s face as he released their joined hands, a very clear regret appeared that even Heidi could notice.

‘What should I answer?’

It was when Heidi was looking down at her hand, choosing an appropriate response.

“My younger brother greeted you before I did.”

A husky voice was heard from behind Heidi. It was a voice she had heard before.

“…Viscount Pretium.”

“Oh, I’m honored that you remember me. You may feel free to call me Clovis.”

Clovis smiled, revealing his white, even teeth. His particularly sharp canines glinted.

“…!”

At that moment, Heidi’s spine went cold.

It felt exactly like making eye contact with a venomous snake. Even though he was treating her with a polite and kind attitude, she strangely felt threatened.

Clovis lifted his chin slightly and opened his mouth.

“You seem to have quite a friendship with my younger brother, but there hasn’t been any special conversation between you and me, Princess.”

“There will be opportunities to talk again.”

“Yes, opportunities can always be created.”

Clovis smiled with snake-like narrow eyes.

“Then, have a peaceful night, Princess.”

* * *

Clovis Ervin Pretium left the ballroom a little earlier than others. It wasn’t a place worth staying long at.

Standing behind the empty ballroom, he waited for his carriage to be prepared. His complexion as he adjusted the angles of his frock coat had a strangely ashen tint.

‘Damn it. The situation has become difficult.’

Heidi Beatrice de Panther.

The moment that name was announced, his heart sank. There probably wasn’t anyone who didn’t know what the name Beatrice meant to The King.

Perhaps it was natural. Having found his own flesh and blood daughter, of course his heart would be drawn to her.

Although Anastasia also maintained her position as princess, anyone could see that Heidi was the real power.

Clovis ground his teeth and pounded his chest.

‘I thought I had secured a solid connection. How heartless heaven is! To be blindsided like this.’

Then he saw his carriage approaching from afar.

“Where did all the servants who open doors go? There’s no one around?”

Looking at the desolate surroundings, Clovis cursed and went down the stairs.

“Nothing’s going right today!”

It was right when Clovis opened the carriage door with a bang.

“Oh my!”

Having flung the door wide open, he unconsciously stepped back and fell on his bottom.

“Hello, Clovis.”

An unexpected figure was waiting for him inside the carriage that should have been empty.

Clutching his pounding heart with his hand, Clovis said.

“Ah, Princess Anastasia! How are you in my carriage…?”

It was Anastasia sitting inside the carriage. She tilted her head and smiled.

“Get in first and let’s talk. It would be quite troublesome if someone saw the Viscount sprawled out so unsightly, wouldn’t it?”

At Anastasia’s words, Clovis hurriedly looked around. Fortunately, no one was there.

Clovis got up and quickly climbed into the carriage, closing the door.

Clovis caught his ragged breath and wiped away the sweat that had beaded on his forehead. He looked so flustered that he had completely lost his usual composure and reason.

Anastasia smiled with her eyes curved like crescents and asked.

“Why are you so surprised? Like someone caught trying to commit betrayal.”

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