Chapter 47 - You’re So Beautiful (1) (1/2)

Ch. 47 You’re So Beautiful (1)

Opera was a popular pastime enjoyed by many an aristocrat. Elena had attended a few herself. Tickets commanded a broad range of prices depending on the vantage point, with the price of a regular seat almost equal to that of a commoner’s monthly wage. Nevertheless, many aristocrats went to see the opera and performances were often sold out.

However, even without the high price, it didn’t make sense for Elena and Carlisle to meet at such a place. Carlisle was aware that Elena wanted to hide their relationship before the ball, and she was curious why he chose the opera. While it was a place where aristocrats sometimes gathered in private, regardless of their efforts they were sure to bump into anyone from the entrance to their seats.

‘…What the hell are you thinking?’

Elena had not expected Carlisle to ignore her request to not be seen together. If that was the case, she would’ve gotten a robe back then too.

As Elena was ruminating over her thoughts, Kuhn, who was was waiting for her reply, opened his mouth to speak first.

“If there is nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

“Oh, wait one moment. Can you see if there’s a shop in the capital city where I can get a dress?”

“I’ll find one if you wish, but you’ll see someone more suitable than me who you can ask.”

“Someone more suitable…?”

Elena’s face turned to mild curiosity, and Kuhn elaborated.

“Yes. I’m talking about the General.”

“How does the prince know about that?”

Carlisle was known to have been on the battlefield since he was young, and he had only been in the capital for a short time. He didn’t seem like the type of person to know anything about fashion or dresses.

“You’ll meet and hear the story about the General in person. That’s all I can say.”

Kuhn saved his words if he had no intention of explaining anything else. Elena knew she would get no more answers from him, so she simply nodded her head. She would find out when she went to the opera tonight.

“I’ll take my leave then.”

“Of course.”

There was no reason for Elena to keep Kuhn here any longer. As soon as he was allowed, he disappeared out of the window in an instant. It was all becoming very familiar to Elena.

She was finally left alone in her room. Elena let out a long sigh and composed her thoughts again.

Kungkwang kungkwang!

She heard footsteps running towards her room, and suddenly the door was flung open. It was Mirabelle who barged in without knocking.

“Sister!”

Elena was about to scold Mirabelle for her rudeness until she saw the intense expression on her face.

“What’s the matter?”

“I heard the dresses for the ball were completely ruined. Is that true?”

“Ah.”

When Elena heard of the incident she didn’t mention it to Mirabelle, worried that her sister wouldn’t be able to fall sleep. It seems she finally learned about it.

“Mirabelle, you know…”

Elena began to sweat for fear of Mirabelle’s impending disappointment. Elena briefly explained that the maid Tilda was alone in the luggage carriage, and supposedly tore the dresses and fled. Elena didn’t mention Sophie. The details surrounding her weren’t clear yet.

“So what do we do now? Can we not go to the ball anymore?”

“It’s too early to say. Right now, I’m trying to find out it there are any available dress shops that can take orders.”

“All the good ones are already filled. Is there anything else we can do?”

Mirabelle’s feelings were understandable. They were here for the royal ball, where the crown prince would make his first appearance. The Blaises could not afford to show up with a humble appearance, not when all nobility would be dressed in their finest array. It would be better not to go.

But Elena could not give up so easily, not when she had planned an official first meeting with Carlisle, and not when Mirabelle had been anticipating the ball for a long time. It was a situation where the two of them were upset for different reasons.