Chapter 174: Seat of Thorns (2)
What Siern felt when she began frequenting Ebelstein society was that humans were truly complex creatures.
For Siern, who had spent her life practically confined within the tower of the Rochester manor, the world of high noble society—where even a single step was laden with etiquette and a single smile concealed intentions—felt like an insurmountably high wall.
If the young noblewomen of the Rose Hall did not dare treat her lightly, it was thanks to the combination of dangerous rumors surrounding her, her absurd magical ability, and the fact that she had been the former youngest member of the Ravenclaw lineage, all of which protected her like an invisible shield.
From the very moment that influential figures of the hall such as Diella, Ellen, and Denise treated her with respect, it was impossible not to feel that something was out of place.
And the fact that she had beaten Trisha for hours without even blinking was already circulating as a legend.
In any case, although all of those factors made her someone whom no one dared address casually in the Rose Hall, that did not mean she received no influence at all.
‘She looks like a wild animal whose fangs have already fallen out.’
Seated at one of the salon gatherings, filled with trivial chatter among young ladies, Siern thought this coldly.
Noblewomen seemed to constantly dream of fated encounters, inevitable romances, and elegant princes riding white horses.