Chapter 88: Social Gathering

Chapter 88: Social Gathering

Shael had been persistently demanding to leave the boutique.

In response, I gestured toward the dress positioned at the center of the room, the most striking wedding dress I had ever seen. Despite its apparent unfinished state, the dress exuded a sense of perfection.

After scrutinizing the dress, Shael withdrew her earlier complaints. Even I acknowledged that the beauty of the dress had the power to mollify Shael's discontent.

Adorned with light blue frills, the dress seemed tailor-made for Shael. I couldn't help but desire to witness her wearing it at our wedding.

“...”

Expressing admiration, Shael finally admitted, “It’s pretty.”

“I think so too. I really want to buy it...”

The real challenge, however, lay in convincing the owner to sell it, especially after Shael's earlier impolite remarks.

As I contemplated our next move, Shael took the initiative.

Knock-tock!

The sound of Shael carefully knocking on the door filled the room, and she spoke up.Ne/w novel chapters are published on no/vel(/bin(.)co/m

“Please sell it.”

Though Shael's request carried a semblance of politeness, it was evidently a failed attempt. The door remained unresponsive, a natural outcome for not apologizing first after making rude comments.

Steering Shael away from the door, I suggested, “First of all, it would be good to ask for forgiveness for what you said earlier.”

Ideally, I hoped Shael would reflect on her actions and apologize on her own, but the situation demanded a more immediate approach. Shael, who had never been proficient at offering apologies, presented a challenge.

Approaching the door, Shael began, and just before she could say anything, the door swung open.

The owner, who had previously displayed a fiery temperament, now wore a thoughtful expression. Unexpectedly, she responded, “You are being a nuisance. Why haven’t you left yet?”

“Sorry for my mistake earlier...”

Shael's apology, though somewhat forced, seemed to acknowledge her fault. Contrary to my expectations, the owner, who had been confrontational earlier, now seemed contemplative.

“...hmm.”

To my surprise, the owner did not erupt as I had anticipated. Instead, she seemed to be considering something. Finally, she spoke, “Then, can you help me with something?”

The unexpected turn of events worked in our favor. With the owner in a better mood, there was a possibility of obtaining the yet-to-be-finished dress lying in the boutique.

It seemed that her plan to tease us about our assumed inability to sew was thwarted. Yet still unfazed, the owner walked over, hands behind her back.

“...cough!”

A deliberate cough interrupted the moment. Concerned, I approached, only to realize that the owner was faking it.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Dismissing Shael's suggestion to see a doctor, the owner eventually accepted her advice, acknowledging her intentional cough.

In return for our efforts, she agreed to sell the dress and promised to send it to the Azbel family once completed.

* * *

At the Imperial Palace, a social gathering was underway—a prelude to the Imperial Festival where nobles gathered to strengthen friendships.

Although these gatherings were generally inconsequential, my focus was on dispelling the rumors surrounding Shael.

Despite efforts from Dukes Ezran and Jespen, the rumors persisted, fueled by the involvement of the Crown Prince and the Mage Tower Lord. The gossip had extended to include false speculations about my relationship with Shael.

In an attempt to address the rumors, Shael and I attended the social church, a place where nobles congregated. While I didn't anticipate physical confrontations, the challenge lay in dispelling the unsettling gossip that had spread throughout the aristocratic circles.

Placing a likely fatigued Shael in her carriage, I found myself idling in front of it.

Suddenly, a woman approached, addressing me with an unusual demeanor.

“Oh, isn’t it Young Lord Eran?”

The encounter marked a turning point, signaling the beginning of a new challenge.

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