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“–What in the world is this ruckus about?”\n
The one descending on the spiral stairs with a jiggling bloated belly was Viscount Harmsworth. Pamela wondered why he was here, but soon remembered that she was the one who called for him.\n
“Oh no, it’s the upstart pig.”\n
Constance whispered something but unfortunately the contents themselves didn’t reach Pamela’s ears.\n
Soon, several people approached the Viscount and amusingly explained what had transpired so far. The Viscount would sometimes open his eyes wide dramatically, shrug his shoulders or lament. After the briefing was done, he lowered his eyebrows in compassion and turned back towards Constance.\n
“It must have been a disaster, Miss Grail.”\n
In contrast, Constance was looking at him with a somewhat frosty smile. It was an expression never before seen on her face, an expression of condescension\n
“
Yes, very much so. All this cruel treatment almost made me disobey the holy oath. I can only ask for the goddess’ mercy before becoming an apostate.”\n
“Should I take that as your appeal to cancel the engagement?”\n
“Would it be accepted?”\n
“It’s already been publicly announced so it would be difficult to do right away. I’m sure the other party has things to say too.”\n
“Could you please bestow blessing upon this poor lamb?\n
“You mean me? I would, of course, love to do that, but unfortunately not only do I belong to a different parish, the acceptance of the request for annulment isn’t something that can be done at this kind of place. It must be done at an appropriate place, in a proper order. As you may know, the Church abides by inviolability.”\n
That was to be expected. Even Pamela didn’t think the procedure could be done at this place. The only reason she called for the Viscount was to embarrass Constance. Though she did think that Neil, who had exhausted all his goodwill for his fiancee, would ask for the annulment in the near future.\n
The Church wouldn’t be swayed by the powers at the level of a Baron or a Viscount. That’s why the words she heard in the next moment made Pamela doubt her own ears.\n
“I don’t care about that.”\n
—What did this woman say just now?\n
“This failure happened at the party you hosted. You should be the one to do something about it.”\n\n\nIt was a tone that belonged to somebody who was used to ordering others. However, the one standing there was that Constance Grail. The venue began to buzz again.\n
“This shouldn’t be such a hard task. Especially for somebody like you. I’ve had enough of the idle talk already so hurry up and annul this engagement, you trash. Or else―――”\n
It was by no means loud, but her voice echoed clearly in the hall.\n
“I will make sure that the fact that tonight, at the ball hosted by Dominique Harmsworth at the Grand Meryl-Anne, in the very garden of the royal family, supposed noble ladies and gentlemen acted in such a disreputable way, reaches His Majesty’s ears by any means.”\n
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The ball existed only for Constance Grail now. The eyes of Viscount Harmsworth, who should have been humiliated to no end, were sparkling for some reason and he immediately gave an order to his chamberlain. Was he perhaps intending to go through with the procedure of breaking the engagement? Pamela desperately worked her thinking circuits. She had to do something to recover the situation. Otherwise, by tomorrow she would lose her place in high society. Neil would probably be of no use. No matter how fashionable, handsome and smart he was, he still wasn’t a noble. He was standing stock still, unable to keep up with the development of the situation and unaware of what was waiting for them in the future.\n
“Ladies and gentlemen,”\n
Constance Grail, the permanent wallflower who couldn’t say a single sensible thing in front of others, was acting confidently like a stage actress. Did really nobody question this?\n
“I sincerely apologize for putting a damper on this wonderful occasion. I would also like to ask you to please bless the passionate love of this young couple. Tonight’s festivities have just started, after all.―――You ought to enjoy yourselves to the fullest.”\n
With these two.\n
Having felt the implied connotation, Pamela felt frightened to her core. She spontaneously opened her mouth to beg. Her instincts were foretelling danger, notifying her that if she didn’t do something soon, something terrible would happen.\n
“I beg you, please wait a minute―――”\n
Constance would definitely accept an apology. As expected, Constance glanced at Pamela. However, it was just a glance. She slightly scrutinized Pamela and immediately turned away. It was not the angry attitude showing that she wouldn’t accept any apologies. Rather, it was an expression one made when they accidentally saw a caterpillar. Here Pamela realized for the first time.\n
Who is this woman
?\n
This was not the Constance Grail Pamela knew.\n
“Ah, I feel dizzy
you, the gentleman over there who’s wearing a well-suited peacock-blue vest――― would you allow me to borrow your sturdy arm? My heart hurts so much, I can’t walk alone. Just a little while is fine. My escort should be waiting outside.”\nEven though her face was mediocre, the expression on it was very charming. It’s hard to believe but it made even that plain woman look very attractive. In fact, the man chosen by her smiled broadly and then gave a disdainful glance at Pamela.\n
“But of course, Lady.”\n
――― I lost. As a woman, I lost to Constance. For Pamela, this was humiliating enough to make her tremble.\n
“Well then, everybody, I bid you adieu.”\n
Constance elegantly pinched the loose hem of her dress and with her back straightened, lowered her head in a flowing manner.\n\n\n
――― This curtsy was so natural and impeccable, that even Pamela was fascinated for a while, momentarily forgetting her fury.\n
—\nNotes:\nHarmsworth? more like Hamsworth! am I right bois? hahaha
\nMan, I sure hope Amarre doesn’t go bankrupt after giving me all this free real estate\n
As usual, notify me about mistranslations, typos and/awkward grammar so I could fix it asap\nAlso as usual, big thanks to Amarrez for illustrations >///<\n(hope I put it in the right place lol)\n\n<< || Table of Contents || >>\n\n
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