Chapter 88

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"Princess Arien?"

The little girl who walked in grabbed my hand and looked up.

Her reddish brown hair tied in pigtails shook, blue-green eyes shining.

"My lady, you really look like a fairy today."

"Thank you. The princess looks very beautiful, too. Is this a new dress?"

"Yes, my father gave me a new present. You're wearing a crown like me too."

I smiled and looked at the little tiara that decorated Arien's head. You're cute, too.

"Are you wearing a crown because you're a princess?"

"Ahahaha, no. This is just an ornament."

"But Leah said that you are a princess..."

"Now, princess, don't make the Duchess uncomfortable."

That wasn't what I said.

I bowed my head at the sight of a woman approaching behind Arien.

"Your Highness."

"You don't have to be polite to me. With how much the princess talked about you, I wanted to thank you sooner, but I'm sorry to only have greeted you now."

Come to think of it, this was the second time I saw her.

My first impression of her was just an exotic queen, but when I saw her this close, she was like an elegant cat.

She was wearing a purple silk dress with half-bare shoulders, appearing more like a nymph in a tale than a queen of a country.

Will the Princess be like that when she grows up? I think I knew how King Feanol became such a romanticist.

"You don't know how grateful I am for you to play with the princess often."

"No, rather, the princess is keeping me company."

When I answered a little awkwardly, the mother and daughter burst into laughter side by side.

Their smiling faces were very similar.

Ah, a mother and a daughter who look alike? It looked good, but I felt a bit jealous and unfamiliar at the same time.

"I'm glad you seem to be adapting well. In fact, I tried to send invitations several times, but I hesitated because I thought I would cause trouble."

Considering the queen's position in Britannia's aristocratic society, it was not unreasonable.

In a way, she was similar to me, but we were in different situations.

"No such thing. If Your Highness invites me, I'll be honored."

"You're as sweet as you are lovely."

Her lemon-colored eyes gave off a sharp glow and slightly curved.

I felt strangely possessed and stared blankly without realizing it.

"I was wondering why you were so late.""

My whole body, which had been loosened for a while, became taut again.

Oh, I'm screwed.

"Cardinal Valentino."

"Your Highness."

Cesare responded briefly and coldly to the greeting queen.

He didn't even give a glance at Arien, who was hiding behind her mother.

This level of disrespect was different from others, but the queen didn't seem to care much.

"See you again, Duchess. Let's go, princess."

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