Newlywed Life Begins with a Mistake - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

“A test? Did you cast magic on the bracelet?”

When Evelyn looked down at the white diamond with a puzzled expression, Casian answered.

“Yes. I infused magic into the bracelet to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.”

“Alright. Should I take off the bracelet?”

“No. You can stay as you are.”

Leaving behind a bewildered Evelyn, Casian pulled out a dagger from his coat. Then he suddenly swung the blade toward the bracelet.

“Wait!”

“Your Grace!”

At that moment, before the surrounding protests could even finish, a transparent barrier enveloped Evelyn with a loud crash!

Everyone, including Evelyn, stared at Casian with dazed eyes at the situation that unfolded in an instant.

“Fortunately, it’s working properly.”

Casian, who finished the verification with a calm face, checked the color of the diamond and belatedly felt relieved.

“I designed it so that defensive magic activates when it senses danger to its owner.”

“So that’s why the white diamond turned red?”

“Yes.”

As Evelyn said, the white diamond attached to the bracelet had already changed to red.

To prepare for any unforeseen circumstances, Casian had modified the bracelet.

So that if someone tried to inflict fatal harm on her, it would be nullified.

Normally white, but it changes to red when sensing danger.

When deemed safe, the gem returns to white again.

It cost an astronomical amount, but Casian didn’t mind and placed the order.

But as if that wasn’t enough, he infused his own aura into the bracelet to add a shield.

So that no one could harm Evelyn.

Of course, in case Evelyn preferred other colors, he ordered the other pieces to have the same effects as well.

The mages of the Magic Tower, who had been living in seclusion, told him never to come again and were fed up, but ultimately the accessories came out as he wanted.

“Thank you, honey! This will be very useful.”

Evelyn, who had no way of knowing such circumstances, looked at the bracelet as if it were fascinating and smiled brightly.

“Don’t mention it.”

Casian, who was looking down at Evelyn, smiled handsomely.

He had thought about making a pair of rings, but the bracelet seemed like a good choice too.

“You are truly beautiful.”

Casian gave a simple compliment and examined Evelyn with a smile on his face.

She was certainly dressed dazzlingly.

But why. Why was this inexplicable anxiety rising?

To suppress the sudden emotion, Casian bowed and took Evelyn’s hand.

Then he pressed his lips to the back of her hand. Like a predator leaving a deep mark.

As Casian kissed the back of Evelyn’s hand for quite a while, such a subtle atmosphere formed that those around them held their breath.

That’s when it happened.

“Brussels, where are the remaining dresses?”

“I’ve prepared them in the back. Shall I bring them?”

When Christina changed the subject, Brussels tactfully helped.

Evelyn, who had been staring at Casian as if enchanted, was startled and pulled her hand away, turning her gaze.

“I, I’ll go try on another dress!”

Evelyn followed Brussels into the dressing room. Her flustered expression was evident.

“Tone it down.”

“What do you mean?”

When Christina glared at Casian and lightly scolded him, Casian asked innocently.

“Stop acting like a fox. No matter what, you’re still a duke.”

A duke who should maintain dignity according to the situation was acting like a dog craving its master’s affection.

Was it because she had cursed him as a little bastard so much?

For a moment, Christina briefly wondered if she should put a collar around her son’s neck.

Fortunately, Christina’s thoughts ended when Evelyn came out.

“How about this one?”

“It suits you well.”

“It’s nice. You could go to a ball right now. Come to think of it, there was that!”

Christina suddenly called a maid and handed Casian an invitation.

“Take this.”

“It’s a masquerade ball.”

Casian, who checked the letter, made a reluctant expression.

Not only was he usually far from parties, but checking the schedule, it was today.

“It’s a place that nobles who need some excitement visit.”

Then wouldn’t that be dangerous?

Unsavory types would approach Evelyn.

“It’s not necessary.”

As if there was nothing more to see, Casian returned the invitation Christina had given him. Or so he thought.

“Oh my, it’s a ball!”

I thought she had returned the invitation to Christina, but somehow the invitation was now in Evelyn’s hands.

“This looks fun.”

When Evelyn looked at Casian with sparkling eyes, Casian reluctantly said.

“…The date is today.”

“I don’t have any plans today.”

“Still, it’s dangerous.”

“I think it’ll be fine if I go with you, honey.”

Despite his polite refusals several times, Evelyn only looked at Casian with more sparkling eyes.

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“Distinguished guests have arrived.”

“We’ve heard about you. Please come inside and enjoy yourselves comfortably.”

Casian and Evelyn attended the ball wearing butterfly masks.

Perhaps Christina had given them a heads up, as the Count and Countess greeted the two with gentlemanly smiles while wearing masks adorned with gorgeous feathers.

“Thank you.”

Evelyn responded to their hospitality and followed behind the attendant.

Looking around, while not as grand as the Heteus Estate, antique decorations were hung throughout the place.

It was an exotic yet somehow mysterious atmosphere.

“Please enjoy yourselves comfortably.”

The attendant who finished guiding them spoke politely and opened the door.

Along with boisterous sounds, people with their faces hidden behind masks were enjoying themselves in disheveled states.

Unlike the well-maintained space, the people were immersed in alcohol and debauchery.

“Should we leave if you’re uncomfortable?”

“No. I’m fine.”

When Evelyn, who had been looking around, seemed to freeze and stopped in place for a moment, Casian also stopped walking and asked. But Evelyn shook her head as if nothing had happened and moved her legs.

“I think I saw Matthew.”

“Matthew?”

The reason Evelyn had stopped at the entrance earlier wasn’t because of the ballroom’s atmosphere. It was because she had witnessed Matthew entering the ballroom wearing a half-mask with a snake pattern. Even with a mask on, there was no way she wouldn’t recognize him.

“Be careful, my lady.”

“Thank you.”

Under Casian’s protection, Evelyn scanned the interior with hawk-like eyes.

Occasionally waiters offered alcohol and drinks, but she shook her head and focused on finding the man with the snake mask.

How long had they been wandering around like that?

“Look over there.”

“Oh! The snake mask over there!”

Following Casian’s gaze, she spotted a man wearing a mask with a snake pattern through the gap in the terrace door.

Fortunately, the door was slightly open.

The moment Evelyn and Casian approached quietly, hiding their presence, voices could be heard from inside.

“What on earth are you thinking?”

Matthew was angrily scolding a woman wearing a rabbit mask.

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“What do you mean, what am I thinking?”

“Are you determined to ruin everything?”

Matthew glared at the masked woman with reproachful eyes.

Despite his repeated earnest requests, the woman seemed to have a stupid head and was always pulling unexpected stunts.

Already troubled by Casian’s severe surveillance making it impossible to roam the Heteus Duchy as freely as before, now he had this useless burden tagging along.

“Remember this. You are nothing more than a courier.”

Matthew, suppressing his disgust, issued a warning in a cold voice.

At this, the woman in the rabbit mask flared up, grabbing Matthew’s collar with one hand and pointing at him.

“How dare you, someone like you try to match me? To me, a princess?”

Whoosh! The woman irritably pushed Matthew away and cried out as if screaming while removing her mask.

“The one who stole what’s mine has appeared, so what do you expect me to do! And hiding around like a mouse following the Emperor’s orders has its limits!”

“Princess Sibaven.”

“That’s right. I’m a princess as you said! So you should know your place first.”

Princess Sibaven, Silvia, trembled like an aspen tree.

She tried to control her emotions, but the trembling wouldn’t subside easily.

A courier connecting the Padcale Empire and the Sibaven Kingdom.

She knew that was her role.

But now she was getting restless, so what could she do!

“I know it’s difficult. But isn’t this an important matter?”

Given the weighty responsibility, don’t act rashly.

That was what he meant.

“I know. I know that…”

She understood it in her head, but her body wouldn’t cooperate.

Every time she went out, she was busy hiding her face by wearing robes or hats with veils.

[How can our princess have such beautiful skin.]

[And what about that cotton candy-like sweet pink hair.]

Was it because she enjoyed shopping freely with her face revealed for the first time in Padcale?

Or was it because she had set foot in the splendid capital?

What happened at Brussels’ salon felt like a dream.

“Of course, that wench did summon me, but….”

Recalling the situation where she wore a pretty dress and listened to the flattery of the maids sent by the Emperor felt so dreamlike.

While Silvia was lost in reminiscence, Matthew got straight to the point.

“I think we need to change the next meeting location.”

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