Chapter 151

Chapter 151

“Haha... In the end, you’re just sulking, aren’t you?”

“There’s no way I can. I...”

Aldin hesitated to speak further and soon trailed off. Violet waited for him to continue, tilting her head slightly.

Perhaps it’s a case of birds of a feather. Even though they weren’t particularly intoxicated, such words were coming out. Violet raised her glass again. This time, she couldn’t feel the burn of the alcohol that much.

“—You’re drunk.”

“I’m not.”

“...You are drunk.”

Aldin took the glass from her and downed it in one gulp. Violet considered applauding, but she refrained. For someone who claimed not to be drunk, her behavior was excessively that of a drunkard.

Violet smiled again. It was the same smile that Rajaden had advised against suddenly doing.

During the period before and after this banquet, she had made new friends. One of them was the country’s crown prince, and the other was a duke’s illegitimate child.

“You seem quite drunk. It’s better to go inside.”

“Do you really think I’d get drunk after just two glasses?”

“......”

“You’re too much, really.”

It wasn’t so bad. As a cool breeze blew, her silvery hair fluttered. Regardless of the conversations happening inside the banquet hall, this place was like a separate world.

“Alright, I’ll get some fresh air before going inside.”

“...I’ll accompany you.”

Violet, who paid no attention to the curious glances directed at her, smiled brightly.

But despite Violet’s affectionate words, Mary still had a sulky expression. Instead, Violet decided to change the topic of conversation.

“A lot of invitations came in. Have you seen them?”

“Why would I look at Milady’s invitations? But I did see them all. The second Young Master has already filtered through them.”

“Yeah, some people have said I should look at those personally, right? Since I remembered, would you bring them over?”

“Yes, yes!”

Though the sun had risen quite a while ago, the idling Violet declared that she would do something productive for the first time.

Soon after, when Mary cheerfully brought the invitations, Violet’s expression quickly sank. Even if these had already been filtered by Roen, the contents were quite something.

The high-ranking nobility in society had not sent many invitations. Even among those that were sent, they were nothing more than Roen’s way of saying, ‘There’s no harm in attending these events if you’re bored.’

Most of the invitations were from giants in the art world.

It was a diverse set of people. There were nobles who had discovered and sponsored numerous famous artists in the empire, capitalists who ran art museums, and intellectuals known as experts in art history.

The contents of the invitations were simple. They expressed that the painting showcased at the crown prince’s birthday party had left a deep impression, and they wanted to have close interactions with the ducal lady if the opportunity arose.

At the back of her mind, Violet also considered her life as a painter. So, she separately kept invitations from people who she would benefit from being acquainted with. She wondered if she’d be able to mingle with people from the ages fifty and above.

She promptly asked Mary to bring her a pen and paper. One by one, she replied, ‘Yes, let us meet someday if there is a chance.’

After rummaging through the invitations for a while, Violet let out a brief sigh.

“Oh, I have to go to this one.”

“Huh? What is it, Milady?”

“An invitation from the imperial family.”

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