Chapter 127

“That time! The carriage! Right?”

It was the lad, who was riding in the carriage that had bumped into hers while she was on her way to the Duke of Efreni. Petronilla wants to greet him with a happy expression, but before that, she saw the hand that he had put out first. The man spoke to her in a friendly voice.

“First, hold on and rise up, Lady.”

“Ah… Yes.”

Petronilla quickly followed his words as the feeling of shame creeped up after. Petronilla stared at the man as she placed the spilled cocktail on the table. The man, who seemed to be about a yard taller than her, was clearly a well-educated man. Of course, it was the same with Petronilla in the other’s eyes.

“I apologize, Lady. I should have been more careful, but I have inconvenienced you.”

“No, Sir. I also own some negligence. Then I will take my leave…”

At the moment, Petronilla remembered a certain moment and then tried to hurry on. But the man was surprisingly stubborn.

“Wait.”

The man caught on to Petronilla. Petronilla looked up at the man with a flustered look. The man smiled softly and spoke to her.

“This is also fate.”

“…”

“Do they not say it is fate when even clothing happens to graze past?”

‘Do you believe that?’

Petronilla secretly laughed at the man internally. It must have been that man has not yet tasted the bitter taste of the world. What a terrible illusion. Despite her thoughts, the man introduced himself.

“I am Rothesay Isle Bradington.”

“…”

Ah, this was the eldest son of Count Bradington who had returned home from abroad. Petronilla deeply questioned whether she should have to provide her full name with only two meetings by coincidence, but it was difficult for her to escape the situation because the man had already provided his name. Eventually, she sighed deeply and said her name.

“Petronilla Laura Les Grochester… that is who I am.”

Petronilla, who introduced herself timidly, really wanted to leave this time and said ‘I will be taking my leave…” But unfortunately, Rothesay quietly ignored her wishes.

“One moment, my Lady.”

“…”

Why again… Just let me go. Petronilla stared at the man with an expression of annoyance. However, the reason she couldn’t maintain her expression for more than 3 seconds was because Rothesay’s expression was overly affectionate. Petronilla’s expression, which had never seen such a friendly expression on a man in her life, went blank. Rothesay spoke in a voice that was overly apologetic.

“The dress is wet…”

“…”

“I would be too apologetic to let you leave this way.”

“No, it is alright…”

“I am not alright.”

Rothesay was adamant. Petronilla stared at the man with an expression of half being taken aback, and half annoyance, and continuously repeated that “it is alright.” Eventually, Rothesay raised the white flag.

“You are a stubborn lady.”

“Yes, I think so.”

“I’m not that strange of a person…”

“I never said you are a strange person, Sir.”

“Then why do you continue to try to avoid me… it is because I am truly apologetic, my Lady.”

“…”

Petronilla closed her eyes tiredly and opened them again. In the end, her choice was to quickly meet the demands of this meddling, caring man. She asked him.

“Alright, Sir. What in the world would you like to do for me?”

She was also quite curious. Petronilla’s words brought a bright smile to Rothesay’s face. Ah, this was a man with a good smile that befitted him. Petronilla thought this and waited for his reply.

“First of all, I will reimburse the dress you wore today.”

“… It is okay because it is a dark color…”

Petronilla tried to say that it was okay, but she stopped as she wanted this situation to be over quickly. Let him just do whatever he wanted.

“Yes, then please send it to the Marquis of Grochester…”

“There is one more thing.”

“… What is it?”

In response to Petronilla’s question, Rothesay knelt in front of Petronilla with the world’s most affectionate smile. Thanks to him coming down to her eye level, Petronilla was taken aback, and Rothesay’s relaxed voice lingered in her ear.

“Will you dance with me today, Lady?”

Patrizia was curious about the cold breeze outside. If Mirya was by her side, she might have been nagged into putting on her clothes right away with a threat of a cold. Fortunately, there was no Mirya next to her. Patrizia walked slowly around the terrace, covering her mouth and yawning. This space was created for nobles who might want to rest quietly by themselves, and ultimately it was for those who didn’t enjoy the party very much. Patrizia had been hanging out on the terrace for a long time and felt that it was getting cold and thought she should go in.

“… went there?”

At that time, Patrizia felt her whole body harden due to the familiar voice. It was Rosemond’s voice. She pressed herself against a pillar and hid herself so no one could see her. She looked around her surroundings and figured out where the voice was coming from. A woman was talking to Rosemond not far away, and she could only see Rosemond’s back view, and the woman had reddish-brown eyes with striking hair. Patrizia eavesdropped on their conversation, thinking she was quite a flamboyant woman.

“Indeed. I think she did something.”

“Damn it, why are you handling things like that?”

“Is that my fault? In the first place, the woman went there due to her own will.”

“Shut up. Are you actually talking back right now?”

Rosemond said this in a very angry voice.

“The fact that it is missing, are you insane? Do you not know what will happen if it is discovered in the world?”

“That is why I am looking for a way too! It’s not only you who would die, I would die too. We are conspirators anyway. So shut up and think up a way out of this quickly.”

“…”