Chapter 13
“But I can only love you, Emmett.”
“...Have you met other men besides me?”
At those words, Liv rolled her eyes for a moment and answered.
“Like Count Hamelsvoort...”
“...That means no.”
“But still, I can’t help but love you, Your Grace. It might be hard to believe, but it’s true!”
Liv tried to protest clumsily, fearing that her feelings would be treated as a mere whim, but Emmett didn’t seem to listen to her opinion.
“Anyway, Miss Liv, I rejected the engagement, but I don’t dislike you.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“...My promise to help you by your side still stands.”
As Liv quietly blinked, Emmett spoke in an elegant and aristocratic manner with his eyes lowered.
“I want to teach you the etiquette of noble society at banquets in the future and dance with you. Will you allow me?”