Newlywed Life Begins with a Mistake - Chapter 57

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 57

 

A few days later.

 

“I greet the noble lady.”

 

Brussels visited the manor.

 

Her eyes were dark with exhaustion, as if she had stayed up all night for several days.

 

“In addition to the ten dresses we had as candidates, I’ve made a few more.”

 

With weary eyes, she took out the banquet dresses and immediately began her explanation.

 

“This is a silk dress that holds moonlight. The neckline is decorated with black pearls, and small diamonds are densely embedded to sparkle like mermaid scales as it flows downward.”

 

“Oh my! It’s so beautiful, Madam!”

 

“Goodness! The saying about being blinded at first sight must be true!”

 

Every time Brussels finished her explanation, Rose and Mary clapped their hands with enchanted expressions.

 

From red dresses with golden embroidered decorations to ebony-black dresses. A splendid feast continued.

 

“Which one would you like? They all suit you well, but I think white would be good.”

 

Brussels waited for an answer after finishing her explanation.

 

Evelyn was about to mention her preferred candidate when the maids intervened at that moment.

 

“Wait a moment! Madam! Is this all? There are no dresses that can bring out our lady’s radiance!”

 

“Think about it. Our lady must shine brighter than anyone else!”

 

The maids, who had been wearing blissful expressions as if they had just tasted sweet chocolate, questioned accusingly.

 

Why are the girls acting like this?

 

Flustered, Evelyn signaled Mary and Rose to stop, but they were persistent.

 

“I believe what’s here is sufficient.”

 

Brussels raised one hand and took a firm stance.

 

“Preferences may differ according to taste, but they are all my children.”

 

Don’t disparage works made with careful attention to every stitch.

 

She indirectly conveyed this message while trying to calm the maids.

 

However, Rose and Mary pressed Brussels as if they weren’t satisfied.

 

“Is this really all?”

 

“Really?”

 

“Are you saying my skills are lacking right now?”

 

A tense atmosphere was created in an instant.

 

“That’s not it~ It’s problematic to think ‘this level is enough’ for our lady’s clothes!”

 

“That’s right! This isn’t just anywhere, it’s the Heteus Banquet. All eyes will be on our lady!”

 

“If even the slightest critical comment comes out~ will Madam take responsibility?”

 

Don’t you know how important dresses are in the social circle, which is a silent battlefield? That was the meaning.

 

As fierce pressure poured down, Brussels stepped back and stammered.

 

“I, I really don’t have any more! Right, Cale?”

 

“Of course! We worked so hard to make them!”

 

“Hard work isn’t what’s important. The moment they see our lady in the dress! It must be perfect enough to overwhelm anyone!”

 

“She absolutely cannot be inferior to other noble ladies or noblewomen!”

 

As the maids glared at Brussels with intense gazes, she finally hung her head and surrendered.

 

“Sigh. This isn’t something I show to just anyone… I have no choice. Cale, bring that.”

 

What? This is everything?

 

Evelyn, who had been quietly watching the situation, suddenly felt her head spinning.

 

It felt like buying something with great determination because there was only one, only to discover identical products pouring out of the warehouse later.

 

“Wow.”

 

“My goodness!”

 

A dress so beautiful that admiration burst forth at first sight revealed its elegant form.

 

“Why didn’t you show us this from the beginning!”

 

“You should have shown it earlier!”

 

Exactly.

 

As the maids said, if she had seen this dress from the start, she wouldn’t have hesitated.

 

While the existing dresses emitted artificial light through decorations, this dress’s material itself radiated natural light, creating a mysterious feeling.

 

The gems embedded here and there were expensive, but the precisely placed embroidery was a design not easily seen.

 

“It’s a Mercher product, so I couldn’t show it to you.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Understanding the meaning, the maids suddenly became solemn.

 

Seeing the bewildered Evelyn, Brussels added an explanation.

 

“Mercher was once a salon directly under the Imperial Court.”

 

Ah. So it’s a superior brand.

 

Then it makes sense to hide it.

 

Being a salon directly under the Imperial Court meant that only a very select few were granted the qualification to wear their clothes.

 

Therefore, Brussels couldn’t sell Mercher products to just anyone.

 

“The dress you see is formal wear that was made with the future empress in mind.”

 

Brussels, who had brought out the Mercher dress that she had been cautious even to display, revealed the truth.

 

It was ironic that the intended recipient was now going to become a duchess, but ultimately it had returned to its rightful owner.

 

Looking alternately at the dress that reflected sunlight and Evelyn, Brussels thought it was fate and scheduled the next appointment.

 

“There are many areas that need adjustments, so next time, even if it’s inconvenient, we would appreciate it if you could visit the salon.”

 

She was about to wrap things up, but at that moment, Evelyn waved her hand and stood up from her seat.

 

“Let’s just go now.”

 

“Pardon? If we go now, you might encounter other customers.”

 

Wasn’t Evelyn staying at Count Heteus’s mansion supposed to be a secret?

 

“It’s fine. I don’t mind.”

 

Without time to resolve the question, Evelyn led the way out of the drawing room.

 

The maids who had been standing dumbfounded were startled and followed behind her.

 

“Madam! Wait a moment! If you’re going out, you need to wear a veil!”

 

“Madam~ Let’s go together!”

 

After the commotion died down, Brussels, who had been wearing a dumbfounded expression, asked his daughter as if entranced.

 

“Cale, what on earth is going on here?”

 

“I wonder too. They asked us to proceed in secret.”

 

Seeing the contrasting reactions, the atmosphere seemed somehow strange.

 

Brussels, who had been standing blankly in the middle of the drawing room, finally came to his senses, packed his things, and went outside with his daughter.

 

* * *

 

“Evelyn went out?”

 

“Yes. She said she was going to Brussels.”

 

Casian, who heard the situation, suddenly fell into deep thought.

 

‘I wonder if she’ll be alright.’

 

It was good that she chose the dress she wanted, but now was a time to refrain from going out. There were many enemies targeting her, knowingly or unknowingly.

 

He had been secretly eliminating enemies who infiltrated the duke’s mansion day and night, and rubbing his tired eyes, he answered briefly.

 

“Increase the escort.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Tell the coachman to learn swordsmanship too. No, it would be better to disguise a knight as a coachman.”

 

“Understood.”

 

“And have them attach magic stones with defensive functions to the carriage. Maybe I should have put another layer of aura around it.”

 

He had definitely intended to speak briefly, but as he went on, he had more and more to say.

 

“…Understood.”

 

At the endless stream of demands, the Valhalla Captain’s mouth corners went beyond a straight line and drooped downward.

 

Casian, who had been talking for a while, finally decided this wouldn’t do and stormed out of the study.

 

“I’ll go for a brief walk.”

 

He quickly went down to the lobby, headed to the stables to find his war horse, and mounted it.

 

The Valhalla Captain, who had been silently following behind, hesitated for a moment.

 

‘My lord, going on horseback isn’t a walk, is it?’

 

He wanted to say that, but the Valhalla Captain deliberately looked away with clouded eyes.

 

“A horse walking is also a walk, isn’t it.”

 

* * *

 

At the same time. Brussels Salon.

 

“My goodness! It suits you so well.”

 

When a woman came out of the fitting room wearing a pure white dress, the ladies waiting in the hall swarmed around her like bees.

 

“How can our princess have such beautiful skin?”

 

“And what about that cotton candy-like sweet pink hair?”

 

The ladies with enchanted expressions flattered and praised the princess.

 

“Thank you for your kind words.”

 

The princess, who showed modesty, blushed and muttered to herself.

 

‘Hypocritical things.’

 

When did they look down on her as a princess of a vassal state, and now they’re openly pretending to be friendly.

 

【It seems we have been distant from Princess Sivaben lately. May your heart be appeased by this.】

 

Princess Silvia of the vassal state, who had been staying in the Padcale Empire due to diplomatic issues, only ended her secluded life after seeing the message sent by the Emperor.

 

She had been reluctantly staying on the outskirts of the capital, watching the Emperor’s mood because her father had earnestly entreated her, but finally an opportunity came.

 

When she sent a reply using the excuse that she had no clothes suitable for the banquet, Glenn sent a blank check telling her to buy as many dresses as she wanted.

 

When she received the large sum of money, Silvia headed straight to Brussels without hesitation.

 

It was not only a salon of high reputation, but also the perfect place for someone with her noble taste.

 

She was using the entire third floor and looking for accessories to match the dress with the maids sent by the Emperor.

 

Suddenly, Madam came up to the third floor and gave her a notice.

 

“I’m sorry, but you’ll have to go downstairs now.”

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————