I Won't Accept Your Regrets

Chapter 88

However, the emperor's assistance was too tempting to be cut off here and now.

If word spreads that the monarch himself is interested in these spirits, Rosalyn's works will become more famous than from any other advertisement.

It was also obvious that after such glory, a whole army of those wishing to place an order would gather.

"If Lady Croft praises perfume, I will trust your art too. Milady Celine, please make me one bottle too. I will pay."

"Oh no. How dare I take payment from His Majesty? I am honored to accept this, sire."

"Come to think of it... The Marquis Celine recently returned from the northern regions. I ought to see how my vassal is doing."

He spoke to himself, but his voice was loud enough for everyone to hear that message.

The nobles frantically exchanged glances, hearing distinctly how the emperor's heart suddenly warmed towards the Celine house.

And Rosalyn shook her head, too.

"We will be happy to meet you."

"I should pay more attention to you in the future."

After such words, there is simply no nobleman who would look down on Celine's house.

And when the emperor said that he would no longer abandon the faithful marquis, the faces of the nobility lit up with tension.

While joy shone on someone's face, fear settled on another, a beautiful waltz melody still sounded in the hall.

The caustic atmosphere has subsided. Invitations to dance were heard from the men.

The nobles, hand in hand with their partners, headed to the center of the hall, and the rest became obsessed with Raymond.

To be precise, on Raymond, Lisa and me, on our triangle.

If I hadn't been here, Lisa would certainly have been dancing with Raymond.

However, since Raymond has now secretly sided with me, I was anxious to see who and whom will ask to dance.

Will Raymond turn to me, forgetting about Lisa?

It will be the juiciest gossip of the whole evening.

When I saw all the looks around, a mixture of expectation and interest, it seemed to me that I was returning to that reception at the Sios house.

The only thing that has changed in the new situation is the absence of Jeremy, who saved me that time.

As I recalled how Jeremy suddenly reached for me that time, a pair of brown shoes stood in front of me.

Who could it be?

"Fair lady, may I ask for a dance?"

Playful voice and relaxed lazy tone.

I knew who it was without even looking at my face.

Jeremy.

At first I was glad, but soon I was overwhelmed by a feeling of embarrassment.

When did you come?

It was very similar to his last sudden appearance. Last time I was happy with his help. Today I just felt funny and strange.

Because Raymond was here.

But before the embarrassment subsided, I was even more amazed to see where Jeremy's hand was headed.

Because his request was directed at Lisa, not at me.

Why Lisa...

I have had enough of the previous concerns. Do you invite Lisa to dance?