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C101-C102

Beatrice frowned at the terrace with Jubelian.

'Ha, without her... You don't know anyone.'

Of course, there were many nobles who said hello.

"Your Imperial Highness, I am Cher's heir...."

"I see your Majesty the Princess. I..." But they fell out after a few words. This is because Beatrice reacted consistently coldly.

'There are only snobs.'

Reading the greed in the eyes of those who approached her, she was getting tired.

'In the first place I wasn't expecting something like a banquet...'

Beatrice's eyes were still directed at the entrance to the terrace.

'I'm sure you went to meet Maximilian, leaving me alone like this...'

She thought it would be okay to be a family with Jubelian earlier, but now she have a different idea.

'If my mother or father were to marry me, I'd have no choice but to follow.'

When Beatrice was feeling a faint depression, it was someone's gaze. When she felt this, she frowned and said...

'Was it Mikhail, the successor of the Hessen Marquessate?'

She felt a strange shudder of Mikhail hovering around her since a while ago.

'Why is he following me?'

She has already moved. But Mikhail has persistently pursued her.

'Why on earth?'

When Beatrice was agonizing over her anger with frustration, she saw Mikhail approaching.

"Your Imperial Highness, are you all right?" His face, who suddenly asked if she was all right, seemed innocent at first glance, but she was upset that his eyes were somehow queried.

'I don't even want to answer.'

That's when Beatrice turned her back again. Several people swarmed round her.

'Huh?'

She can't help but say, 'What a rude thing to do.'

Because there was a familiar face among those surrounding Beatrice.

'These kids obviously saw me earlier when I went to pick up Jubelian...'

At that time, they pretended to be happy.

"Your Imperial Highness! There you are."

"How much did you find!"

"Don't you forget to play a card game with us in the common room?" Suddenly, Beatrice was wondering at the girls who were all over the face. The red-haired girl crossed her arms to Beatrice. Shewhispered...

"Forgive me for my rudeness. Nothing else, I was asked by Jubelian." Beatrice felt his heart pounding at the word Juvelian.

"Asked?" At Beatrice's confused face, the red-haired girl nodded and whispered a little.

"I guess she asked Your Imperial Highness to stop when a strange person approaches." Beatrice heard the words and had a strange expression.

'Did you say you were asking for me to your friends?'

She thought it was funny. She never thought it would be better if Jubelian cared about only herself. Turning her head slightly to check on Mikhail, she was no longer staring at Beatrice. It's as if he's achieving his purpose.

'That's strange, too.'

For some reason, Beatrice entered the lounge in a reluctant mood. Then Rose, a red-haired girl, loosened her arms and bowed her head with an embarrassing face.