ตอน 8: Chapter 7
As I wandered the ballroom in awe, I bumped into someone. I quickly spun around to see who I had walked into.
"So you're the peasant that Viscountess took in?" The person in front of me said.
"Huh?" I look up to see the person. Red hair like roses, short and styled neatly. Pink piercing eyes stared daggers at me. "I think she could have done better though. You look rather… out of place,"
Frightened, I gripped my dress nervously. The insult caused my heart to sink. "I'm sorry." I said, my voice above a whisper. "'Sorry?' It seems the Viscountess took in a frightened dog."
I didn't reply. I didn't want to cause a scene.
"Dear, do you have no pride?" She leaned towards me. There was a few inches between the two of us now. "Ha, peasants really are strange. Makes me wonder what the Viscountess was thinking, bringing you in. Ruins her family name, don't you think? What does the legitimate child think about it then?"
Her questions caused a swell of pessimistic feelings inside me. Lady Evora…Lady Violette. Really now, I don't care what they think of me. I'm just grateful. I really don't want to cause trouble for them, but I didn't know what to say. I don't like that this woman was talking about them like this "I…"
"Whoa-!"
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And that's when I spilled the wine over Marian.
Isadora explained to me what happened while we were riding back. It was a little different from the novel. There, Marian purposely spilled the wine on Isadora after a confrontation. Though this time it was meant for me.
The stuff she said in the novel was more terrifying. Because of how hard it was for Isadora to walk, Marian made fun of her status as a noble.
"You walk like a cripple! Someone like you doesn't deserve the title of a noble!" Then she spilled her cup over Isadora…
It's strange how what happened did occur in the novels. Though it was a bit different. That and it couldn't have happened. Had Isadora not taken the fall for me, she wouldn't be soaked in wine right now. I had willingly taken the punishment, yet she shielded me from it.
Looking across from me, Isadora looked down at her hands as we rode the carriage home. Once more, the ride started in silence. It seems like Isadora wanted to be left with her thoughts. But I wanted to know what she was thinking. She would have been fine, had she not stepped in.
"Back then, why did you take my place?" I asked. She perked up and looked at me. Her teal eyes gaze into my black ones. It seemed like she didn't expect me to talk to her during the ride home.
"Um…I didn't want my lady's dress to be ruined." She averted her gaze as she responded.
"But your dress got ruined instead."
"I'm fine with it as long as it's not you," She clutched her hands and set them to her sides. I was left speechless. "It's alright my lady. I'm not bothered by this," She tries to put up a smile.
The wine stains her clothes and her graceful figure. Yet she still smiles.
I sigh, crossing my arms and legs "I was fine with taking that. After all, I did make a mistake." I look away from Isadora. The view of my estate closing in. The night is finally over.
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I had changed into my nightgown and was laying in bed. I had asked a servant to clean Isadora's dress, and dismissed her to her room for the night.
Thankfully, Isadora seems to be in a good mood now that she's back in the mansion.
Taking a sigh, I reached to the tray of fruits a servant bought in. I munched on some raspberries. I know it's not good to eat before bed, but I'm very hungry. I didn't get a chance to eat anything at the ball. Apparently Elliot prepared them himself. Though he did make a fuss saying that I shouldn't eat at night. Whatever, he gave in and made them anyway so I forgive him.
God bless that man.
I sat at my desk, wearing a nightgown. The tray of fruits at my side as I look over my notes. The names and details I've written are something I've been staring at for a good minute now. I reached for a pen.
Then, I began tapping it below Lance's name. Now that I've met Lance and have an excuse to go see him, I'm feeling very happy. Though, on the other hand…
My eyes looked towards Marian's name.
Meeting her was the worst possible outcome. And I made such a horrible impression on her. How can I forget that she showed up at the ball? I must have overlooked it because I was so excited to meet Lance. Had I remembered, I wouldn't have gone. Maybe I would have even convinced Isadora.
Sighing in defeat, I drop the pen to the desk.
"A horrible situation with a good outcome…" I mumbled. Stretching, I look out the window. The night sky shrouded the rest of the estate in total darkness. I'm certain my room is the only one illuminated. Stars decorated that black canvas which hid the heavens.
I plan on going to his estate tomorrow. I had asked a servant to wash the handkerchief he gave Isadora. Curious, I wonder what it was like to meet him at his place. What I should wear, how I should style my hair. Should I bring him some gifts?
Hm. This is familiar.
In my past life, I used to have a crush on a boy. I thought about these questions just like back then. Wanting to make as best of an impression as I can.
Didn't go the way I wanted. He didn't feel the same way. Saying it's my sister he was in love with. Ha, how I became so sad when I heard that. I hope this will be different. That I can actually get with the person I want this time.
I'll get with Lance before anything happens. Even if I die, I'll be content with myself.
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I must have fallen asleep at my desk. Because all I remember was closing my eyes for a moment. Then, I woke up here.
A dream?
The world around me was a mix of white and gray. A strange plain of existence. Aside from how strange it looked, nothing felt out of place. I was still in my nightgown. I walked around, trying to make sense of this strange dream.
"Y-You!" I heard someone shout behind me. The voice was familiar. Very familiar. I quickly spun around. My eyes widen in confusion.
There I was. My old self, pointing at me with the same look of confusion I had on me. Even though she looks like me, she wasn't really me.
"Violette…?" I whispered.
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Alma_Cypress I made an announcement on Wattpad that new chapters going forward will no longer have illustrations to go with them. This is to lessen my workload, but it is very sad because I'm proud of having illustrations in my story. o(TヘTo)
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