“W-What is it, aren’t you misunderstanding something? I just accidentally splashed wine on her dress! I have properly apologized too!”

Francesca starts to hastily explain to the suddenly came reinforcement.
No one has ever come to help until now… She just apologized for staining the dress with red wine, and that’s it.

The noble sons from around Palace lived far away from the royal capital, and nobody knew about the First Prince faction’s baptism.
And so, they are different from other invited guests.

In their eyes, Emma is a quiet, introverted girl.
As they always want to protect her whenever there’s a chance, they have been keeping an eye on her situation and have no hesitation whatsoever.

However, the noble sons who heard Francesca’s words all catch their breath.
Some even have cold sweat.


Francesca becomes anxious seeing the noble sons’ states.

“…red wine on Emma-san‘s dress?”

“T-To the Stuart House’s dress?”

“H-How much will the compensation cost?”

“If it’s Emma Silk… eh? 100 gold coins are… not even enough, right?”

The faces of the noble sons change from worrying Emma to pitying Francesca.

Emma Silk… Francesca’s face turns pale when she hears that.
She remembered the finest silk made in Stuart’s territory, Palace.

“I-I already apologized!”

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Francesca also has cold sweats.
100 gold coins is not an amount she could afford.

“What’s wrong?”

Joshua, who arrived at the venue late, noticed the disturbance at Emma’s side and came.

He got a Baron title in exchange for a large amount of money recently and could go to the academy together.
After one year, he became remarkably taller, and his skinny body now has well-balanced muscles as a result of training secretly.

George and William also rush over to see what happened during the short time they took their eyes off Emma.

“Yo, Joshua! You come at a good time! How many gold coins is Emma-san‘s dress today!?”

The noble sons want to know how frightening it is and ask Joshua.

Looking at the red-stained cloth in Emma’s hands, Francesca, and the noble sons’ faces, Joshua, as the one who laid out the information network throughout the kingdom, figured out what had happened.

“Nee-sama, even though you have been told not to cause any problem…”

William sighs while wiping Emma’s dress with a handkerchief.

“William-sama, Emma-sama was only dragged into this.
Rather, it’s you two’s faults for taking your eyes off Emma-sama!”

Joshua’s indulgence knows no way of stopping.

“I-It’s about time I excuse myself.”

The guests continue to gather at the venue.

It’s not a good plan to stand out any more than this… Francesca was about to escape, but then, the guests inside the venue suddenly became noisy.
When she moved her line of sight to see what it was, the Second Prince Edward came in sight.

The royal family was planned to enter after all the guests are present, but only the Second Prince entered the hall earlier than usual.
He stopped the nobles who are about to bow, then look around the surroundings.
He found the group of Emma and the others and walked straight there.
All the guests move away from the prince’s path, making way for him.

Not able to escape, Francesca lowers her head for a bow and bites her lips at the upcoming condemnation.

After affirming that the prince is coming this way, the three Stuart siblings, Joshua, and the Palace noble sons, also bow following Francesca.

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“Lady Francesca Delacour.
I have heard the rumor that you have been bullying young ladies with lower standing than you every year? Is this what the commotion about?”

The Second Prince questions Francesca with a cold voice.

The beautiful black-haired and cold-looking prince has been working hard for the past year to become a man worthy of Emma.
To his appearance of dealing with people earnestly, performing public duties seriously, and never neglect his self-discipline, even the King has come to acknowledge his excellence.

The talk of the First Prince’s faction’s baptism happened to also reach the ears of the Second Prince, Edward.
He is tired of the factional strifes they unfold on their own accord even though he has no desire for the throne.
He heard that the baptism happens every year, and this time, the prince himself show up.

“I-I do not remember what you are talking about.”

He has unpleasant feelings towards her attitude of making excuses for the obvious.

There’s a wine stain at the feet of the young lady who has been quietly bowing near Francesca.
It’s pitiful if she can’t participate in the party, so he calls out to her.

“I will prepare a replacement dress so you can change.”

The young lady who raised her face is wearing a thin veil so he can’t make out her look, but since the dress splashed with wine has splendid embroideries, she must be very shocked.

“No, it’s alright, Your Highness.
This dress is waterproof.”

Edward’s heart pounds at the familiar voice.

It’s the voice of the girl he has been eager to meet this whole year.

“Is it Emma?”

He peers at the face of the young lady who has been on her knees this whole time.

Emma lifts the left side of her veil and smiles.

“Long time no see, Your Highness.”

The green eyes reflect Edward.

The prince’s cold expression softens, and he sweetly smiles as if being drawn to Emma.

“Ah, it’s been a while… Emma.”

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