Chapter 126

“Older sister should find a groom candidate. Our parents are worried.”

“Mother keeps bugging me about it as it is. I do not know if I can be sold off at this rate.”

Petronilla, who laughed in a joking manner, soon moved to the food table to drink a cocktail, and Patrizia tilted her head down as if she was already tired. Rafaella spoke.

“We have not even started yet, Your Majesty. What will you do if you are already drooping down like this?”

“I am scared because it is the first time… I am also nervous. You do not need to go around anywhere?”

“The most important task of the knight is the escort of the serviceman. I am going to stick to you like a piece of gum today.”

“I will decline. What will happen on a day like today?”

“You never know. Why, are you thinking of going on a date with His Majesty?”

“Yeah right, like that will happen.”

Patrizia drew a line in a voice that said there was no chance of that.

“Nothing like that. We are not even close enough.”

“Sure, sure.”

Then someone called Rafaella from a distance. When she heard the voice, she realized this person was a relative of Rafaella. When Rafaella sneakily looked at her, Patrizia replied casually.

“Go on ahead.”

“Can I go, Your Majesty?”

“Of course. You also have the right and duty to enjoy this celebration today. You know how hard I prepared for this.”

At Patricia’s words, Rafaella lifted the corners of her mouth slightly and laughed. The makeup that was thicker than usual suited her well. She whispered to Patrizia.

“Thanks. I will be back soon.”

When Rafaella disappeared from her side, Patrizia felt it was a little quiet. When she was about to feel a little lonely, Patrizia noticed Lucio walking towards her. Patrizia’s face, which found him, went blank.

“Why are you alone?”

Why was he picking a fight on a day like today? Patrizia’s forehead narrowed.

“Can I not be alone?”

“Because there is no escort and no maids.”

“The maids went to get cocktails, and Rafaella also briefly went away for something regarding the Marquis of Brinkstone.”

“Dangerously.”

“It is a party I designed. At least nothing dangerous will happen in a place where so many people have gathered. You have too many worries.”

“… I have no choice.”

“…”

Patrizia turned her head without saying anything. Lucio did not leave, despite the blatant dismissal. Eventually, Patrizia opened her mouth again.

“You are not going to the Lady of Efreni?”

Rosemond finally abandoned the Darrow name a few days ago and got Efreni’s name. Rosemond Mary Rune Efreni was now her name. Lucio spoke in a strange voice.

“You are probably the only wife telling her husband to go to the mistress.”

“No way.”

Patrizia spoke coldly.

“There should be many. If they are disappointed enough with their husbands, and if they do not have any more expectations, it is possible.”

“… sure.”

Even though she had said quite a bit of harsh words, he was resilient. There was something he had done, so if he had a conscience, he wouldn’t be able to tell her what to do. Patrizia spoke to him.

“Then, why is Your Majesty alone?”

“I sent them away.”

“Why?”

“Because my surroundings were too noisy. I don’t really like it to be loud.”

“…”

Only that was a similarity they shared. However, Patrizia soon made an expression showing that she didn’t care, and after a while, Mirya returned with a low-alcohol cocktail. Mirya saw Lucio and displayed the proper greetings.

“I see the Sun of the great Empire, His Majesty. Glory to the Marvinus Empire.”

“The maid is like you and courteous.”

“…”

Patrizia ignored him as she thought it was something she thought wasn’t worthy of answering, and she emptied a glass of cocktail and handed it over to Mirya. As she moved to go somewhere else, Mirya asked her before Lucio could.

“Your Majesty? Where are you going?”

“There are so many people that I feel suffocated. I want to catch the outside air.”

Patrizia said this and walked a few steps, but soon turned back and spoke to Lucio as if to hit the nail on the head.

“I am telling you just in case, but I do not want you to follow me.”

Despite the obvious refusal, Lucio was in a calm state, and because of that, it was Mirya who felt the embarrassment. Patrizia walked over to the terrace with an expression that showed she doesn’t care at all.

Meanwhile, Petronilla was thinking about something as she was drinking a cocktail that she had brought from the food table. It was because of what she had brought from January’s room a few days ago. She borrowed the power of alcohol, and stretched out her thoughts freely, then shook her head as if she were suffering. It was so complicated that her head hurt.

She needed another drink. Petronilla thought this and picked up another red cocktail.

“Ah!”

However, the cocktail was soon poured into her dress as she let out a slight scream. Petronilla fell on the floor as a result of bumping into someone and frowned as she picked up the cocktail glass that fell on the bottom of the dress. She was relieved it didn’t break.

“Ugh…”

“Are you alright, my Lady?”

At that time, a voice she had heard somewhere once before hit Petronilla’s ears. Petronilla raised her head with a dazed look. A man with brown hair and auburn eyes… Where had she seen this guy before? Where? The man looked at her as if he had the same thought and then looked at her with a happy expression.

“Uh!”

Petronilla shouted after a long time as if she had remembered.