Chapter 95:

Chapter 95:

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Not allowed.

Huh!

The steward of the Empresss Palace flatly refused with a stern face. Elsa showed a displeased expression.

But I came to protect Juliet?

We cannot allow someone of unclear status into the banquet hall.

The steward blatantly looked Elsa up and down as he spoke.

The banquet is specifically for the imperial family.

Clearly, from Elsas manner of speaking, he assumed she wasnt nobility.

If he knew Elsas identity, hed be shocked.

The steward gave them a guest room in the Empresss Palace.

Then, Ill stay here?

Elsa, who looked downtrodden, brightened up seeing the abundance of food in the guest room.

Be careful, Juliet!

Okay.

With Elsa behind, Juliet headed to the banquet hall. As the door opened, she realized that the stewards talk about it being exclusively for family was false.

The banquet hall was filled not just with the imperial family, but also with other nobles.

Why, whats Lady Monad doing here?

My goodness. Lady Monad!

People who spotted Juliet flocked to her with excitement. Their greeting, however, wasnt friendly.

There wouldnt be any noblewomen here to hear Juliet out, as they had last time; they seemed rather pleased to have run into her.

Did the Duke of Carlyle not come with you?

No! Havent you heard? The Duke is.

Countess Monad.

But just as Juliet was about to get entangled in petty quarrels, someone saved her.

It was the gentle-faced Empress.

Come here, Ive been waiting for you.

Im honored to see you, Your Majesty.

Well, shall we chat over there?

As Juliet bowed in greeting, the Empress led Juliet to a table where they could talk privately.

I sent an invitation to the Duke of Carlyle, but he didnt respond.

Ah, as expected.

Externally, Juliet smiled brightly, but internally, she sneered. The Empress saving her seemed to have an ulterior motive.

Every year, the imperial family tirelessly invited Lennox to a fox hunt.

It seemed they didnt get a response this year either.

As if Lennox would accept such an annoying invitation.

Is the Duke not feeling well?

Thanks to your concern, hes in good health.

Juliet dodged the question.

The Empress surely knew about the rumors of the Dukes breakup.

Still pretending not to know and inviting Juliet here seemed like a way to show off. Of course, Juliet didnt care about the Empresss intentions. She promptly presented a box.

Your Majesty, I regret to say, but Ive come to return this.

What?

What is this? Oh my

Juliet sighed.

It seemed she had offended the high-ups by refusing to be an adopted daughter despite being a fallen noble.

The Emperor would take at least until evening to complete a round of the hunting grounds. She doubted she could settle her affairs and return home today.

It was fortunate she had brought her riding outfit.

Taking off her dress without the help of a maid was a little inconvenient, but Juliet was already used to doing without help, so changing clothes didnt take long.

Juliet changed into a fitting blazer, tight pants, and well-worn leather boots.

She hadnt expected to use the outfit Helena once said, If you buy it, there will be an occasion to wear it.

Juliet tied her hair neatly, contemplating her situation.

Suddenly, Elsa, who had been sleeping, spoke.

Juliet.

Yes?

Its strange. I keep smelling something familiar.

Having consumed four bottles of sherry and three boxes of alcohol-filled chocolates, Elsa murmured lazily on the bed.

What is this smell?

Mumbling, Elsa fell back asleep. She was sleep-talking.

Juliet smiled warmly and covered Elsa with a blanket.

Ill be back as soon as I can.

She didnt want to wander around the hunting grounds empty-handed, so she asked for a crossbow.

Are you sure?

It was unusual for a noble lady to carry a crossbow.

The servant looked puzzled but brought a few for her.

Choosing the lightest and best-fitting one, Juliet ventured out. The snow-covered hunting grounds were beautiful but cold.

I want to go home.

Just ten minutes outside and she already missed the warmth of indoors.

As she watched the second hand on her watch, an unwelcome voice sounded from behind.

Oh, Lady Juliet.

It was the 2nd Prince, Cloff, and his friends.

Youve chosen a difficult weapon.

Cloff condescendingly tried to get friendly with Juliet.

Crossbows might look fancy and beautiful, but theyre more dangerous than you think.

Thats right. If you play around with it carelessly, it might cause harm.

Why not choose a weapon more fitting for a ladys delicate hands? Like a sewing needle?

There was mocking laughter.

Juliet listened, her face cold and indifferent.

Instead of standing around, why not sit and cheer?

If you really want to carry that, I can show you how

Suddenly.

Juliet, who had been aiming the crossbow downwards, swiftly pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The arrow shot out, whizzing just above the 2nd Princes head.

Thud.

The Prince and his entourage seemed to lose strength in their legs and plopped down, their faces pale.

Oh my.

With a mischievous smile, Juliet spoke.

Im sorry. What were you saying just now?