Chapter 51 - You Have A Guest (1/2)
Chapter 51 – You Have A Guest
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“Marie.”
After changing my clothes, I went to the private room where Countess Bellafleur was, and found her wearing a green and brown dress. The natural colors were calming, but her golden hair brightened the dark tones.
“You look really beautiful,” I murmured in awe as I drew towards her.
“Really?” Countess Bellafleur said with a smile, and Madame Reavoir agreed with me.
“As expected, Lady Maristella has an eye for quality. I knew you would like it,” she said.
Countess Bellafleur looked immensely pleased. “Since my daughter also likes it, I will buy it right away.”
When Countess Bellafleur expressed her willingness to buy the dress, Madame Reavoir smiled brightly and nodded. “After I make the proper alterations, I will send the dress to Bellafleur mansion.”
“Thank you, Madame.”
Countess Bellafleur went into the dressing room to change her clothes once more, and I drank the sweet milk tea that the boutique’s employee brought me. As expected, I liked a sweet drink like this better than a bitter herbal or black tea.
As I wondered whether I would ever get used to such aristocratic tea, Madame Reavoir approached me where I was relaxing on the couch.
“Lady Maristella, does the tea suit your taste?”
I gave a light smile. “It is wonderful, Madame Reavoir. I like sweet things.”
“Oh dear, is that so? I thought you didn’t like sweetness very much.”
“…”
Ah, damn it. I hastily made up an excuse.
“I suppose my appetite is changing these days. Recently I craved something that I usually don’t eat.”
“Oh my, I see. That’s possible. I was like that too when I was around your age. I started eating foods that I didn’t really like when I was young…”
“I guess it’s happening to me too.”
Madame Reavoir then changed the subject. “Do you like the dress?” she asked.
“Of course, Madame,” I said with a nod, as if it were obvious. “The dress is stunning. It makes me want to try it once again when I go home.”
“I’m glad you like it. It pleases me that my eyes weren’t wrong.” Then, Madame Reavoir hesitated for a moment and then spoke again. “Lady Dorothea is a little childish, isn’t she?”
“Pardon?”
“How surprised you must have been when she asked you to give up the dress…”
“Ah…haha.” An awkward laugh tripped out of my lips. Anyone could tell there was no excuse for Dorothea’s behavior. But she had always been like that, not just today.
“That always happens. I’m used to it,” I said with a shrug.
“I think you’re amazing in that aspect. How can you befriend someone like Lady Dorothea…” A look of alarm suddenly crossed Madame Reavoir’s face, as if she just realized what she just said. “Ah, I’m sorry, Lady Maristella. I misspoke.”
“Not at all, Madame Reavoir. It’s possible to think like that,” I said. Because I also thought the same thing. “Anyway, Lady Dorothea is my friend.”