The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 95

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 95

Eve Russel bowed his upper body toward Olivier and opened his mouth.

“It’s true that Noah Russel’s absence from the tournament served as the catalyst for losing the title. However, the fundamental reason House of Russel couldn’t maintain their title was because the power of House of Russel, and the South, had weakened.”

Olivier’s eyes deepened upon hearing those words.

Olivier, who had been gazing at Eve with those violet eyes for a moment, nodded so slightly it was barely perceptible.

“I see.”

For a moment, a strange silence flowed between the two men.

What broke that silence was the sound of a door handle clicking.

The door opened, and Radis appeared carrying a tray with champagne glasses.

Radis, who was about to enter while supporting the tray with both hands, hesitated as she sensed the tense atmosphere inside the room.

“Did I perhaps interrupt something?”

Just as Olivier was about to turn around, Eve stood up.

“Interrupt? That can’t be.”

He took the tray Radis was holding with one hand and smiled faintly.

“You brought mine too.”

Eve picked up one of the long champagne glasses and drank it all at once.

Before Radis’s eyes, his Adam’s apple moved up and down.

Shaking the empty glass, Eve said.

“I should return to the banquet hall now. 3rd Prince, it was an honor to have this conversation. And Radis, His Highness looks tired, so could I ask you to guide him to his room?”

Olivier answered with an expressionless face.

“It seems we still have unfinished business, so let’s continue our conversation at a later time.”

Eve nodded.

“You’re welcome anytime, 3rd Prince.”

The next morning, Radis opened her eyes later than usual.

“Haaa…”

She was tired.

Last night, after parting with Eve in the drawing room, she had guided Olivier, who was exhausted from using mana, to the guest room.

That part was fine.

However, the problem was that after escorting Olivier, she returned to the banquet hall without much thought and got caught by the Southern nobles.

The people surrounding her continued their conversations endlessly.

When one story was about to end, another would pop up, and when that story was finishing, a new person would arrive with new topics.

In the end, Radis had to endure the initiation rites of high society until Eve plucked her away like pulling turnips from a field and sent her back to her room.

“Ugh…”

Her eyes were dry and her head was throbbing.

After forcing herself to smile all day, her mouth was on the verge of cramping even when she was still.

Radis pulled herself together and went out to the drawing room.

Berry, who spotted her, came running over.

“Lady Radis, you’re awake?”

“Just now…”

“Oh my, Lady Radis! You look tired. Are you feeling unwell?”

“No, I’m not sick.”

“Would you like to lie down a bit more?”

At Berry’s words, Radis felt a strong temptation.

But while it would be one thing if she hadn’t gotten up at all, crawling back into bed after getting up seemed too lazy.

Radis shook her head.

“No, I should get up now.”

“Then I’ll bring you water for washing.”

Radis prepared for the morning with Berry’s help.

She combed her hair in a slightly melancholy mood and chose the most comfortable dress to wear.

Berry, who noticed that she lacked energy, said kindly.

“Lady Radis, would you like to have breakfast in the greenhouse? The weather is very nice.”

Radis recalled having a very pleasant meal in the greenhouse with Eve before.

“Then… shall we do that?”

“Hehe, I’ll prepare it!”

Then Tanya entered the room.

With a rather solemn face and elegant gait.

Berry, who was puzzled, asked.

“What’s wrong? Why are you like that?”

Tanya said in a dignified voice.

“Lady Radis, His Highness the 3rd Prince has invited you to have breakfast together.”

Berry’s mouth fell open.

“You, you…! You met His Highness the 3rd Prince?”

The expression on Tanya’s face, which had been stern, solemn, and serious, changed.

Tanya’s cheeks turned pink and her eyes became dreamy.

“The saying that he’s the most beautiful person in the Empire… it was really true…”

“How nice…!”

Berry, who had been stamping her feet in envy, looked back at Radis with an “oh no” expression.

“Lady Radis… What would you like to do?”

Radis thought for a moment.

She wanted to have a quiet meal alone in the greenhouse and clear her head.

However, with an important guest present, she couldn’t just do as she pleased.

Radis nodded.

“Yes, I’ll go now.”

Berry and Tanya watched Radis’s retreating figure with enchanted expressions.

Berry said.

“You know, that person who sent Lady Radis so many gifts when she went to the capital last time, that was His Highness the 3rd Prince, right?”

“Right. He even sent ten boxes of those incredibly delicious cakes.”

Berry’s eyes widened.

“Could it be that he came here this time to see Lady Radis too?”

“Gasp! That, that could be…!”

“Then does His Highness the 3rd Prince… have feelings for Lady Radis?”

“Wow…!”

They covered their mouths to suppress their exclamations.

Berry said while covering her mouth with her hand.

“Then… could Lady Radis become a princess consort…?”

“Princess consort…?”

Berry and Tanya, who had been standing there dazed, suddenly embraced each other.

“Kyaaah!”

“So wonderful!”

“Lady Radis as princess consort? Wow, wow, woooow!”

“Kyaaaah!”

Excited, they hugged each other and bounced up and down in place.

Olivier was staying in Emerald’s Room, the finest guest room in Lord Russel’s estate.

Emerald’s Room had not only a study and drawing room, but also a small banquet hall and private garden attached, and breakfast was prepared in the drawing room that overlooked the private garden.

Since Olivier hadn’t appeared yet, Radis sat at the table, sipping warm tea while waiting for him.

A moment later, Olivier appeared.

“I apologize.”

Seeing his appearance, Radis almost spat out the tea she was sipping.

“To think I’m late when I was the one who invited you…”

“It’s, it’s, it’s, it’s fine…!”

“I’m a bit weak in the mornings.”

His hair, which usually didn’t have a single strand out of place, looked slightly tousled today.

His eyes, still heavy with sleep, were puffed up with a pinkish hue that was utterly captivating.

Having washed his face not long ago, moisture could still be felt on his thick eyelashes and red lips.

Perhaps because it was a comfortable setting, he wasn’t even wearing an outer garment.

His skin, visible through the undone buttons of his dazzlingly white silk shirt, looked as smooth as cream.

After sitting slightly askew in his chair, Olivier ran his large hand through his hair and spoke to Radis.

“Making you wait like this – there won’t be such incidents next time.”

Radis, who had been sitting in a daze, almost clapped like a seal at that beautiful sight.

“Oh, oh, no…! It, it can happen…!”

Honestly, even if she had waited an hour, that face would have made it forgivable.

Olivier smiled faintly.

He stroked his neck while ordering the servants to bring food.

Perhaps due to his morning weakness, everything about him – his gaze, expression, and gestures – felt more relaxed than usual.

When their eyes met, he even smiled brightly at her while resting his chin on the table.

Seeing that innocent and clear smile, Radis felt like her nose might start bleeding.

Fortunately, the food arrived quickly.

“Ah, ahahaha…! P-please eat plenty, Lord Olivier!”

Right after saying that, Radis realized.

‘Telling him to eat plenty when I’m the invited guest? Oh, you idiot…’

Even at her foolish words, Olivier only smiled.

In Radis’s eyes appeared Olivier’s figure, resting his chin on one hand with a drowsy smile tinged with sleepiness.

At that, Radis blankly turned her gaze to the edge of the marble table.

‘Hitting my forehead with my fist won’t be enough. I need that…’

But if she did that, her forehead might actually crack.

‘Get it together and just eat.’

Radis looked down at her soup bowl.

It was soup made with precious spring freshwater crayfish.

Even though it was breakfast, since it was a meal for royalty, Brendan seemed to have put considerable care into it.

Radis’s eyes widened as she took a spoonful of soup.

“Wow, this is delicious!”

“I’m glad. Please eat plenty.”

Radis had to struggle not to stare at Olivier’s long, slender fingers as he mixed his salad.

She spoke while spreading jam on soft bread.

“Your Highness, you must be tired, so please rest well today.”

At her words, Olivier’s eyes suddenly sparkled.

“It’s fine. Since I’ve come to the South after so long, I can’t just stay still.”

Olivier smiled as fresh as a lemon.

“They say spring comes a step earlier to the South than the North, and it really was true. The garden is already so green… I’d like to ride a horse and look around this area.”

“The forest near here is beautiful too.”

“Is that so? Is it close?”

In Radis’s mind appeared the image of beautiful Olivier riding through the forest on a white horse.

And also a dagger flying toward him.

‘Gasp.’

Radis snapped back to attention.

“Your Highness, would it be alright if I guide you?”

At her words, Olivier smiled with narrowed eyes.

“Of course.”

Radis felt somehow reverent and asked for another bowl of soup.

‘I need to eat well to protect His Highness.’

Fortunately, Radis was well-versed in the geography of this area.

She diligently ate while mentally mapping out the safest route with the most sights to see.

Watching such Radis, Olivier smiled with satisfaction.

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