CH 3

Chapter 3 – Engagement party of a mysterious beautiful young man and a princess

Eventually, the day of the princess's engagement party arrived.

"Do you hear me, Agnes? You must make the son of the Viscount of Bree enamored to you, understand!?"

"Have already spoken to the other party, mother?"

"Ah... hmm... Yes, yes, of course. I've already told them...... about it."

Dear mother is stuttering. This is a situation where she probably only approached them and did not receive a response.

Generally speaking, it's the same old reckless behavior.

It's so inconsiderate to order me to win their hearts without any kind of support that it makes me sick to my stomach.

Furthermore, the Marquisate of Evantail, who is a bit prudish and outdated in many ways, is shunned by the other nobles.

Once we were safely on our way to the castle, my mother said something outrageous.

"I will join your father, who will come later, to say hello, but you will speak properly to the gentlemen, understand?"

I involuntarily clung to her after she said something like that out of the blue.

"Eh, mother!? Please don't leave me alone. It's a royal party, remember? It's not that there are no daughters who move alone, but they usually have an escort."

"The daughter of the Marquise of Evantail, at the age of...... seventeen, should not be relying on her parents! Go to the hall quickly!"

"No way~"

Oh, the pressure is heavy, the dress is heavy, and I want to leave early.

But my family will not allow such an attempt.

"Your father and mother would be furious if you ran away."

I would especially hate to receive my father's overly powerful slap, not to mention my mother's petulant words.

The swelling still hadn't gone away after my father slapped my face. You tell your daughter to get a son-in-law, but then you make her face swell up, such a contradiction in words and actions.

I headed for the hall with heavy steps, dragging my hazel-colored dress, which had an antique feel to it.

On this occasion, the great hall was decorated with a light blue cloth that matched the color of the princess's eyes, and a white table was laid out with small dishes that the ladies would have preferred.

A large number of nobles had already gathered and many of them were mingling together everywhere.

"Ha, that's not encouraging."

Dismayed, I headed for the corner of the room. It was impossible to find the son of the Viscounts of Bree among the crowd. There were too many people in attendance, as this was a gathering to celebrate the princess's engagement.

Not wanting to be noticed, I decided to run to the corner of the room as soon as possible ――

"Aah!"

My dress got caught on a table decoration that had been placed along the way.

"Oh, for the love of God..."

My depressed mood became even heavier. I didn't want to come to this place.

Frustrated, I tried to untangle the dress, but...

"Are you all right?"

Right beside me, a beautiful voice called out.

"Huh....?"

When I turned around, I saw an unbelievably superbly handsome young man looking at me with concern.

He had well-groomed red hair and beautiful, clear amber eyes. A smooth nose and lips as seductive as a woman's. He is so good-looking that I am almost put off by his appearance.

His impeccable appearance and behavior suggested that he was a high-ranking aristocrat.

"Yes, I'm fine. It's just that my dress got caught."

I tugged at the hem of my dress in a hurry and the beautiful young man approached the table.

"Give me a moment."

Then he bent down a little and dexterously removed the fabric that was caught in the dress.

"It's all right now. The dress is still fine."

"T-Thank you very much ......!"

There is no benefit for a man to talk to me, the Potato Lady.

He could have pretended not to see me, yet he was very kind to me.

When I expressed my sincere gratitude, the beautiful young man smiled and left.

"What a wonderful man."

A lady who can marry such a person is a lucky one.

I know that he is someone I can't reach, so I don't have any unnecessary hope for him.

While I was immersed in a happy mood on my own, I heard a nearby nobleman talking.

"Well, I wonder why he is here."

"He's the star of today's party. To be talking with the Potato Lady..... "

My ears continue to pick up their conversation without missing a beat.

The star of this party should be the princess and her fiancé.

If that is the case, the kind young nobleman now is the princess's fiancée.

Although the princess's fiancée had not been widely announced, the second son of a duke was said to be the most likely candidate among some of the nobles.

I understand that the beautiful young man who exudes an extraordinary aura of refinement was, after all, a man of high rank.

"By the way, have you heard the rumors about Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

"Oh, to my surprise, it does not appear to be a hoax."

"I hear that Princess Mia is in love with the bastard son of the Baroness, Robin. I'm sure that the duke's son, Lord Nazelbert, who is the first candidate for her fiancé, is not too happy about it."

"The wild princess was not pleased with Lord Nazelbert's earnestness and their relationship has cooled off. There are rumors that he is bullying Lord Robin."

"Oh, my God, is it true? But it is a political marriage, isn't it? Even if they play around, it will probably be limited to today's party."

"Yes, they would never abandon my duties as royalty and nobility."

A short time later, with a grand performance, the rumored princess appeared from the front steps. Dressed in a fluffy white dress, she was as beautiful as a fairy. Her blonde hair was studded with white jewels as well.

"Wow, she's beautiful."

If she was beside Lord Nazelbert, it would surely be picturesque.

From here, the two main actors should be in the center of the room, where the engagement is to be announced in a big way.

Curious, I decided to watch the engagement announcement from a distance.

But then something unexpected happened.

Her Royal Highness, the princess, unexpectedly took the hand of a man other than Lord Nazelbert and stepped out into the center of the room. The party venue was in an uproar.