Chapter 223: Green Flowers
I hope next time we can hold a meeting like this in the light of day.
Dunkel ended tonight's meeting with these words.
The next time we meet, we'll have a meeting in the light of day, in other words, in public, to show that there is a connection between us. Dunkel and Sardin, of course, but Kalmia and Killode were not negative about the proposal.
Kalmia, I think, decided that as the next head of the family, she should maintain the connection rather than agree to the prince's proposal. As for Killode, he probably just couldn't tolerate being the only family to be excluded. Plus, there might be some rivalry mixed in.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
The first one to get up from his seat he was Killode.
He held one arm out wide as if to indicate the direction in which Orcian was going.However, his pose he seemed to be protecting him from my gaze.
As for me, I don't want to get involved with Orcian after this, which is fine. I tried to simulate a little in my brain that I would be welcome to tangle with him on the bed ……, But when I took some action, he said, “Ewww! And then I picture her punching me in the face. He is a tough opponent.
See you later, Wilk.
Without knowing what I was thinking, Orcian happily waved his hands in a small, repeated motion and rhythmically walked down the stone stairs. It was very amusing to watch Kiraudet, who, trying not to be left behind, ran after him at a subtle trot while maintaining his elegance.
'…… A princess who let go?'
I mutter after confirming that the Mirendorva group has disappeared.
Those two had not held hands when they showed up at the meeting or when they left Perhaps Killode tried to take his hand and was rejected Poor boy.
Oh, my. You and Lord Wilk seemed to be getting along well.
Kalmia picked up on my sarcasm with a chuckle. I guess she also felt that the relationship between Kirode and Orcian was a bit awkward.
It's as if the two of you were lying the other day.”
The words that followed, while containing a hint of joking nuance, were probing.
I feel as if I am being asked, “What was that commotion the other day that involved the whole of King's Landing?
Haha, that was a surprise to us as well. I guess Princess Orcian is a pure person who can get along with any other person as long as the rift is resolved…….
It's a matter of opinion.
Don't you think so, too, ……, Mr. Novaluf?”
And it wasn't me who was silenced by being one-sidedly probed.
I was not the only one who confronted Orcian. Novaruf, together with Croune, had crashed with the Milendorfer army led by Orsian.
In terms of direct combat, the relationship between us should have been much worse than mine, which ended in a war of intimidation. Nevertheless, he and Orcian were sitting at the same table as if nothing had happened.
Pure, huh? I think you are right.
The huge man exhaled loudly and immediately smiled a self-mocking smile. Then he concluded, in a roundabout way, that Orcian either did not remember him or had simply forgotten him.
'The Great Old Lady was there at the time, and I would n't be surprised if she did n't have me in her sights her.I doubt very much if I can say that we stood on the same stage.
Basically, aristocrats are not modest.
Depending on the interpretation of the words, it sounds as if he is boasting about Croune's equal footing with Orcian, who beat up Levios' army to a pulp. It is also considered that his position should be to lift up his own house rather than his own, and that is acceptable enough.
“Same place, or ……”
That equal in power,……”
The lines of the prince and the sardine overlap, and they both shut their mouths together.
They looked at me for a moment. No words follow. Novalph continues to look at me, and Kalmia is also looking at me.
A hush falls over the place.
I have an inkling of what they are thinking, especially Kalmykia and Nowarv.
Today is probably the first time they have been this close to Orcian. They must have felt the magical power belonging to the founder up close, and understood firsthand how different it is. If that is the case, the next thing that comes to mind is the existence of me.
Unlike Claune, who controlled the Millendorfer army with his experienced military leadership, I had gone toe-to-toe with her in a one-on-one fight.It is only natural that doubts about my magical power would arise after Orcian's departure her.
However, the training and education methods related to magic power are near-secret information for aristocratic families. Even Count Silopea, who is a close ally of mine, would not ask questions about the amount of magic power I possess. That the particulars are not really a secret is a fact that they can't easily touch.
Young Master, in good order.”
Everyone remained silent, and an indescribable atmosphere prevailed.I had given her instructions for her, and she seemed to have completed her task for her.
“Okay.”
It was a good opportunity for me to leave.
I said I would leave quickly and got up from my seat. Lorna looked up and clasped her hands together in a small gesture.
May the Great Spirit of the Sun bless you, Lord Wilk.
Lorna's words remained in my mind as she prayed solemnly.
Young Master.
What is it?”
As we left the meeting place and approached an unpopular area, the attendant maid spoke to me in a whisper.The tone of her voice indicated that a sermon was about to begin.
Even though it is an evening occasion, it is not advisable to make such a promise without consulting the master.”
The maid who was selected from among the maids of the King's traveling party group and followed me to this evening party, even if the other party is me, she will say what she has to say.
Is that so? Looking at the attendees today, I thought that might not be the case.
There may have been some theatrics in his speech, but Dunkel was plainly defiant, showing his resentment toward King Levios. Sardin, too, seemed to be trying to create an intelligent character with a calm face and voice, but there was no doubt that his inner heart was full of ambition.
In the sense of his previous lifehis, the prince was a hungry wolf and Sardine a cunning fox.In the sense of the continent of Eluo, however, the prince's attempt to bite the authority figure head-on would be more aptly liked to a fox.
I have learned once again that what I want, I must take in my own hands.
'…………You think you can make some forceful moves by pretending to be influenced by the young lord of the Levios and Zeldmitra families?'
They are indeed elite maids.
I don't know what you're talking about. Let's get back to the venue for the evening party.
It was already dark, and the music of the evening party, which could be heard on the wind, was nearing its end. I must return to the venue as soon as possible to enjoy the ass of a lifetime.
I've got a troublesome wisdom…… I proceed on my way, leaving the maid with such a troubled look on her face her halfway behind.
The feast was in full swing in the castle.
The actual “I'm not a fan of the way you do it,” He said, “But I'm not a fan of the way you do it either. It seems that the people of the earth and the people of the continent of Eluo are the same in that they become high-strung for no reason at night, and this, combined with the fact that the atmosphere was more lively than festive, prevailed.
It was as if a light was suddenly shone on eyes accustomed to the darkness. The tense atmosphere of a few minutes ago was 180 degrees different from the one I was used to, and I felt as if my head was about to spin.
Looking around, the number of people seemed to have increased.
Perhaps the number of nobles other than the kingdom's nobility had increased. In King Levios' speech in the morning, he had said that foreign nobles had arrived on an unprecedented scale.
Guests are allowed to attend from the evening reception, but only a minority of them arrive at the same time as the event starts, and many of them come gradually after seeing the situation to some extent.
They want to make connections with a view to belonging to a kingdom in the future; they are still reluctant to belong to a kingdom but do not want to be hostile, so they want to build a good relationship; they cannot refuse an invitation from a kingdom noble with whom they are on friendly terms, so they want to make connections with a kingdom noble with whom they are on bad terms; they are looking for a wife or son-in-law who will come to their home ……The nobles from outside the kingdom come to us with a variety of intentions. I do not intend to get involved with them, because it would be troublesome if I approach them.
I suppose that one of the purposes of inviting foreign nobles is not only to show off their external influence, but also to check the domestic nobles by inviting them. Well, the situation has changed drastically from the time when they were recruiting participants for the King's Landing Social to now, and some of the Levios probably regret inviting the noble families.
Anyway, I want to dance with the princess who is safe and sound.
I entered the hall and took a few steps forward, but then I stopped. I felt like about a third of the people in the room were paying attention to my movements.
I said, “……Something to drink.”
I instructed the maid to cover up the fact that I had stopped in a strange place.
As I did so, I took in my surroundings.
Nervousness, anxiety, anticipation, and a feeling akin to that of a curious onlooker. All of these were mixed up in their eyes, and they were staring at me.
I move to the door that leads to the other room, as if I don't care about anything. Either way, this room is not set up as a stage for dancing, so there is no point in staying long.
But this was a bite in a way, apparently. I could feel the level of tension rising rapidly as we approached the door.
I wondered if Orcian was eating nuts in front of the door.
While I was thinking about this, a conversation about the presence of the Grand Duchess in the main hall reached my ears at just the right moment. This door leads in the exact opposite direction from the main hall. Apparently, the people here are not afraid of a clash between me and Orcian.
As long as they know that, they have nothing to fear. I'm sure no one but Orcian will be caught off guard, and I'll let my curiosity get the better of me.
Let's move.
With the maid holding the cup, I go through the door of Atari.
As I started walking down the hallway leading to the next room, I felt a thud on my back.
……This is it?”
The room was a hall prepared as a dance hall.
I realized the moment I entered the room that I had reached my destination. The eyes of the nobles looking at me were filled with tension.
And I was not the only one being watched. There was another person in the room who was the center of attention.
People's gazes kept darting back and forth between me and that person, so I naturally noticed his presence in him.
Don't make a fuss.”
I stopped the maid, who was about to say something, with a word.
I could not let her see that I was upset here.Not only me, but also my maid her.
I understand.
I say, extraordinarily quiet.
If I were an elite maid, I would have understood that I could not just run home without even a word of greeting after being the center of so much attention.
I take a big step forward gracefully.
The large hall is quiet, as if time has stopped.
One step, and then another, and then another.
The person I am looking for has his or her back her turned to me But it was too unnatural.
The maid attached to the other party was signaling something with her fingertips, so the other party knew that I was approaching.
Almost all the nobles in the hall were watching my movements. I feel as if I am the hero of the scene, acting out a scene from a play.
A few more steps. When I got that close, she turned around.
…….”
The sudden movement left me speechless for a moment.
The dress, despite its elegant and calm design, is really brightly colored.
Her long, flowing hair Her was a clear blue-green color.The hair was straight and unruffled overall, but only the tips were curled, which gave it a charming look.
Her green eyes, which were well suited to her neat appearance, were quietly staring at us.
The sound of fresh spit being swallowed echoed in my skull in a frightening way.
The green flower that blooms in the night, will you take my hand?
No, I didn't. I completely mispronounced the line.
It was because her appearance her was very much to my liking.After much speculation and calculation, I decided that this was the only chance I had to ask her to dance during the evening party, so I unintentionally asked her to dance.
A quiet groan was heard from those who had been watching our exchange with bated breath.Is it because of our mistake her or her beauty her that my heart is beating faster?
'Yes.
What came back were words that allowed for the frankness that is only possible at a night party.Apparently, she interpreted that I wanted to dance without revealing my name of her.
No, I had intended to simply say hello and walk away.
But now that I was here, I had no choice but to dance, an irresistible force. I would use Dunkel and Sardine as my excuse.
I extended my arm, palm up, and there she placed her slender white fingers on my arm.The fingerless gloves are similar to those worn by Plume.The laces seem to be easy to untie.
Please, be gentle.
The sweet voice invites me to put my hand on the string.I immediately noticed that the knot had been adjusted.It would take a lot of work to tie it so tightly,even if it was a simple fix.I had to call a maid and use something like a knitting needle to tighten the knot tightly.
Since the gloves are installed and removed many times at the evening party, the strings are not re-tightened to their initial state. In other words, if we simply think about it, she has not yet danced once tonight.
So we can have her her dance her virginity her tonight.It is strange that the mere act of unfastening the laces is so erotic.
Her gloves her thin as lace, had red threads on them with petals similar to those of the cluster amaryllis, the same as those on the skirt of her dress her.
When I untied the tightly knotted string, her bare white skin was illuminated by the light.I gently squeeze her hand, and she steps closer to me quietly with a smile on her face.
Our gazes intertwine, but no words are exchanged.
I think we were both considering how far to go in our conversation, since we had first confirmed that we would not identify ourselves.
As they looked at each other silently, the music stopped and an interval began before the next song started.
Normally, this would be a time when the participants would be buzzing around each other, but this time it was eerily quiet.
It was obvious to everyone that standing in the center of the silence was me and my girlfriend.
Let's get going.
I pulled her hand and we proceeded to the stage.
It seemed that the people around us had adjusted their positions to keep their distance from us, and we naturally arrived at the best spot in the center of the hall.
She put one hand on her waist and moved her body closer to us. She was not much taller than me, just a little taller than Plume. Considering that she was two years older than me, she might be a little petite.
I noticed that her eyelashesHer were very flashy when I got closer to her faceHer faceHer faceHer was clean and neat, which was a little surprising.
She also has a good body Her flesh was full of young energy, and her breasts and buttocks seemed to be well nourished I sensed a healthy beauty.
When I tried to put my hand on her wide-open back, she swept her hair to the side and put it on her shoulder as if she was hand-combing it.A faint fragrance similar to that of a golden osmanthus wafted out from between the waving strands of her hair.
Let's relax and have fun.”
'Thank you for your thoughtfulness.
Unlike me, who had danced many times today, this would be her first step her.It would be a disaster if she slipped and fell, and I would be in no position to escort her.
Besides, there was no point in dancing hard.
The dance had begun, but we were still under public scrutiny. They are watching us with bated breath, wondering what kind of conversation we are going to have, what our impressions of each other are, whether the mood is good or bad.
I can't make a move like squeezing her buttocks or touching her breasts under this kind of attention. My molestation skills have not yet reached that level.
This time, I prefer conversation rather than physical contact.
I was attracted by her noble and graceful behavior of her.
In my honest opinion, she is the most elegant woman I have ever conversed with at this soiree.
Her ladylike voice Her spun from her refined mannerisms Her had a charm that made me want to listen to her quietly.
It is a scent that has been favored since the days of the ancients.
Even when she talked about her hobbies, her high level of education her could be seen.
One of the major hobbies of the aristocracy is to combine fragrances to create original scents, and it seems that she enjoys this as well. She not only creates her own original fragrances, but she also has a wealth of knowledge about the birth and history of her famous blends, and I never get tired of hearing her talk about them.
I see. So, this culture is the secret behind the fragrance.
She must have done a lot of research to find the right perfume for her.The sweet fragrance from her hair.
When I told her my honest impression of her hair, she continued in a calm tone, “It suits you very well.
I made it from my favorite flower.
Hoh.”
She tilted her head as if to hide her embarrassment when I extended my neck a little and brought my face close to hers. I'm not sure if it's a good idea or not, but it's a good idea. Like a vampire biting the nape of the neck, I gently brought my nose close to the girl's and enjoyed her scent.
Complimenting a woman on her perfume is the same as complimenting her clothes or hair style, and is not sexual harassment.As long as the other person agrees, sniffing is not considered rude.It is a good culture.
It's really elegant. I've heard that some people are killed by the scent of ……. I wonder if it is still poisonous?
The plant from which this perfume is supposedly made has a poisonous bulb. The smell was similar to that of the golden osmanthus, but it looked exactly like higanbana, and the poison was the same. Well, the poison of plants does not work on the main ancestor, so ordinary noblewomen do not care about it at all.
I casually told her that I had identified the flower and that I was wary of her.
I told her that it was not surprising that she would think so when she heard the name.
There is no such thing as poison, she insisted shortly.
I hope you like the fragrance and not the name of the flower.
…… Come to think of it, that's what she wrote in her letter before her.
She is quite a clever person to return the letter. I had the impression that she was an educated woman, but it seems that she is also quick-witted.
I couldn't help but smile at her brilliant reply, and she immediately switched the air between us to a more relaxed one by smiling back at me. It seemed that we were being coaxed to stop checking each other out and enjoy the dancing and conversation ……So much now.
For the next few songs, I forgot about the attention around me and enjoyed the meeting with her. You can find
Was this the result of my aristocratic daughter persona?I had no idea what kind of feelings she was harboring toward me.The mask of nobility completely masked the various feelings that must have been stirring inside her.
It is no wonder that she harbors such terrible malice, which she is afraid to speak of, considering her condition her.What kind of expression does she really have on her face as she gazes at Quardenze Wilk?……
If it is hidden, we want to see it, just like a girl's skirt. It tickles men's hearts greatly. And the more guarded they are, the more intrigued and excited they become.
If I were the hero of the play, I would have started singing, “I want to know your true heart. Of course, I did not intend to go that far, but I did enjoy the challenge of trying to find out what was in her heart through conversation.
Thank you for the green flowers and the stars that led us to this moment.
Thank you for a wonderful evening.”
We faced each other and greeted each other. In the end, they did not say each other's names until the very end.
Now, what was to follow?Thinking of excuses for the future, I pulled her hand and got off the dance stage.However, I soon realized that there was no time to think about such a long time.
It was not only my maid, who had turned pale, waiting for me on the bleachers. I wondered when my father had arrived.
My father was completely expressionless. I could not read anything into his face, whether he was angry, dismayed, or in despair. That, on the contrary, is frightening. I feel that I may have crossed the line a little too far, and As soon as I realize this, cold sweat begins to pour from my entire body.
And there was another nobleman, whom I saw for the first time, at a little distance from my father.
He was about the same age as my father and wore a red cloak.I did n't know his face his but there was no way I did n't know his name his.
……Father.”
She mutters as she walks next to me, holding my hand.
Spierzeig McInnis.
The current head of the Spiaseik family, the Duke of Spiaseik, was there.
