Chapter 11: Prom (1)
The first event of National Foundation Day is the Imperial Ball. Prior to the full-fledged speech on National Foundation Day and the festival that follows, it is the place for nobles to deepen their friendship and make new connections.
Therefore...Right now, I was surrounded by the maids of the imperial family.
"Wouldn't it be better to do your hair like this?"
"No. I think you can leave the hair as it is."
"Now that the face is done, the next step is your clothes."
Why the hell are they dressing up me so much? From head to toe, they held me tight and wouldn't let go.
"It is over, Prince Ortaire."
"Thank you."
I answered in a drained voice.
The maids and lady-in-waiting of the imperial family are usually daughters of high-ranking aristocratic families. Since they were obviously nobles, I had to be polite enough to them.
Anyway, after finishing all the decorations on myself like that, the ladies-in-waiting looked at me in admiration. There was even a lady-in-waiting who looked at me and blushed.
Hmm... Looking at the mirror, I hadn't thought about it before, but after knowing my previous life, I could at least recognize and say that this face is a face that many innocent women could fall for.