Chapter 136
As she tried to leave, she bumped into someone. It wasn’t a staged maneuver, but a genuine accident.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!”
The maid carrying a tray hurriedly lowered her head. Her expression was filled with fear.
“It’s alright. My clothes got a little wet though.”
“...I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”
“I don’t particularly enjoy noisy situations, so you don’t need to apologize any further. Besides, I have spare clothes prepared, so it’s fine.”
“U-Um, then...”
“I’d like you to lead me to a separate room to change.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’ll guide you there shortly.”
The maid promptly led Violet somewhere. While there had been a minor disturbance at the banquet, it wasn’t particularly significant. The commotion ended quickly.
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Violet and the maid walked along an empty corridor. Due to the absence of people, the lit corridor felt eerily quiet.
Thinking about the incident from the previous day, Violet furrowed her brows slightly.
The corridor, where she had walked after leaving the banquet hall with the excuse of needing a break after dancing with Aldin a day before, had this bitter atmosphere.
As she was about to head home, she encountered an unwelcome face by chance.
“Who might this be! Isn’t it the haughty ducal lady?”
It was none other than Alec Leshan.
At the very least, Cairn didn’t possess this kind of conceit.
“What? Afraid to dance just because I’m from a mere marquisate? Haha, I guess that’s it! Even though that’s such an expensive skirt!”
Violet debated whether it would be a reasonable action to kick Alec’s prideful posterior, or perhaps to take off a shoe and hit him with it on the head.
She felt that she had received enough insult to justify it.
“I don’t know what misunderstanding there is...”
“Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding is there? Ah, is even asking for a dance a misunderstanding?”
With barely any semblance of intelligence in this man, Alec managed to snap Violet’s last thread of rationality. This guy had always been a reckless squanderer.
At that moment...
Wham!
A sharp and clear sound rang out.
Even though Alec had been the one to show disrespect first, the conflict between the two could escalate into an inter-familial issue.
Violet instinctively checked whether she had indeed taken off her shoes and whacked Alec’s head with it.
But, no, both of her shoes were still securely on her feet, and it seemed that someone else’s shoe had struck Alec’s head instead.
“...My apologies for the inconvenience.”
“Ah, Lady Alesia.”
Fortunately, the incident didn’t escalate into an inter-familial issue.
The one who had whacked Alec on the head was none other than Alesia Leshan herself.
Though it was strange to hear something like this from Alesia, Violet looked pleased to hear it.
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