I Won't Accept Your Regrets

Chapter 84

"My lady, the butler has arrived."

The closest maid immediately opened the door.

The butler bowed and reported:

"The preparations have been made, the gates are open, and the duke is already waiting."

Looking out the window, I saw the darkened sky and a whole procession of carriages entering our lands.

The time has come.

"Good job. I tell you all."

Since it was a special day, I gave the servants a gold coin and went to the foyer.

"Lady Croft, how are you?"

"Everything is fine. How are you, Count Arent?"

"Lady Croft, you are more beautiful today than ever."

"I have never seen such a necklace with blue diamonds before."

"My God, our mistress is of rare beauty. It's been a long time since you called for an appointment."

"What a beautiful chandelier!"

They began, as a rule, with a tribute to me and the duke.

"In fact, I wanted to see Ellie even after the trial was over. But that would probably be impolite."

"I was thinking of sending a letter too, but one thought kept me in check: Lady Croft must have had a mouth full of worries after all."

Among the usual phrases and courtesies for show, one can firmly assert: their exclamations in the direction of our reception were not deceitful.

Chandeliers made by the best craftsmen and walls painted with masterpieces of ancient gods.

The decorations were also sculptures by prominent artists.

Even if you are blue blood, such things are not easy to get.

And my dress was the cherry on top of the cake, completing the picture of luxury.

The nobles who greeted me dropped a few lines and walked towards my father.

I glanced at the duke, drowning in a crowd of aristocrats.

Fortunately, his health did not run dry, and he looked befitting a high title.

He was the right hand of the emperor and by his appearance represented the whole empire.

"Milady, Lady Celine is arriving."

Rosalyn came up to me, her eyes wide-goggling around the banquet hall.

"Wow... It's just wow! In an instant I imagined that I had arrived at a symposium in the palace!"

It was a celebration held by the imperial family once a year.

It could be said that this was the standard of techniques conducted in the empire.

And our reception was also good.

If only the banquet hall was a little wider, they could have gagged the palace.

Come on, Rosalyn.

I smiled and took her hand. Rosalyn leaned over to me and whispered.

"Thanks for the dress. And you are truly beautiful today."

"Thank you, Rosalyn."

"This is not idle chatter, but from the bottom of my heart. You are more beautiful than the painted goddess there on the wall."

The goddess Rosalyn mentioned was just the goddess of beauty.

So I'm more beautiful than the goddess of beauty herself?