Chapter 82

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A row of colourful dresses hanging beside each other appeared like the flags of the festival.

Red, green, purple, cream, sky blue, pink and yellow, delicate embroidery and jewels engraved on all kinds of high-quality cloth such as organdy, lace, erode, chiffon, and more.

It was a dazzling and colorful landscape.

"What's your favorite, madam?"

"Well, Ronja, what do you think?"

"I don't dare to choose which one is the prettiest."

If I was surprised, Ronja and Lucille were enchanted by all.

When I saw the brilliant ornaments in the jewelry box decorated with bright red roses and bright yellow Rudbeckias, I almost drooled.

Actually, I was kind of like them too. I mean, who wouldn't be amazed by this?

"I guess the Duke loves his wife a lot."

Our greedy Lucille expressed her feelings as she couldn't take her eyes off the five-colored diamonds filled in them.

Oh my god, so expensive! But I had to admit that I was a little touched.

I didn't know that the jerk would send me these luxurious gifts.

The gladiatorial match season finally started, and the day Cesare would arrive at Elmos Port with the Romagnan pride was also just around the corner.

It couldn't help but be a gloomy reality, but I felt more hopeful than before.

Let's cheer up. Let's not make mistakes and do well. It only takes a few days to endure it.

With such determination, I took a step wearing a Chaplet with various coloured diamonds shining like stars on my head.

(T/N: Not the prayer kind Chaplet obviously, but diadem/crown.)

Even if I didn't want the gifts, I had to say thanks.

"You'll get hurt if you run like that!"

As I was going down the winding stairs, I almost tripped over when a stern voice sounded suddenly.

My father-in-law and a butler were standing side by side next to the corridor.

I halted.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I acted rude..."

"What a beautiful Chaplet. Who are you in such a hurry to show it to?"

Are you being sarcastic again? Why is the father so similar to his son?

The butler looked at me, who was hesitating.

"I'm sure the Duke is in the study now. You look good with the diamond chaplet."

"Oh, really? Does it really look good on me?"

When he smiled broadly and shined his eyes, the experienced butler and my father-in-law exchanged gazes for a while and coughed at the same time.

Why? What?

"Diamonds from the Austrian Robesque are famous for their brilliant colours. I wonder if there's anyone else who can wear them as well as my lady. Isn't that right, sir?"

"When did I ever get interested in jewelry? Anyway, hurry up and go ahead. Don't run."

Who stopped me on my way?

Anyway, this bipolar disorder must be from the family's paternal gene.

Saying that this suited me, even if they were empty words, something didn't feel right.

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