Chapter 352
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"It is by no other than the Ninth, Pristina Pars’s hand that the honoured prize of this competition will be given. Think of the hunt you earn as an offering this marvellous lady chosen by those truly powerful deserves. Showcase on it the worth of your Households, noblemen of this Frotschter Empire."
"....."
’I didn’t sign for this, though?’ — The event was given a start with this announcement of the smug Emperor, making it the first thing that might shake my plans.
However, I had to act as if I agreed. Bowing respectfully after standing from our V.I.P. seat so the nobles could admire the outfit we prepared.
Wearing a luxurious marigold shade of a skirt with a white cream upper dress squeezed in a dark brown leather corset, I dressed up in a befitting concept for the event. The golden embroidery of arrows going up my skirt, so elegant they didn’t look like a weapon gave it the elegance needed. While it was my wrist’s accessories that had the colours the gods only allowed us to use.
I have to always wear them when in public, but this time I decided with the Moody Madame to make it simple, as I was to wear the necklace with a daisy flower on it, decorated by little buds and with edges sealed in gold to make it shine and bring everyone’s eyes to it. Especially the ladies. Fufufu~
I had already greeted a few of my family members that morning before the opening of the hunt.
We had gone on our own to the Sylfinnier’s tent, and obviously, the Duke was surprised to see us, since he intended on going to meet us first.
"!? Marianne! My dear, you came all this way on your own? I had thought on going to you first..." — Taking our hands with delight he greeted us, immediately tracing our appearance with those kind grey eyes, to then smile fondly and praise us. — "Sigh... it is difficult to be away from my child... every time I get to see you, my lovely bird’s feathers become more and more dazzling... my dear child, how much more beautiful are you to become? Oh the trouble... oh the trouble it sows in this father, my precious girl~"
Playful and adorable, the duke’s hand made us whirl to appreciate our dress, giving us a tight hug at the end to finally take our cheeks and give us that peck on our forehead we have been wondering when would be granted.
’Hahaha~ oh gosh, I love this... it’s like we are his princess, haha!’ — Pleased by how balanced his energy was, we went back to hug him, letting myself also enjoy Marianne’s Father’s warmth... since taking a little advantage of it won’t hurt... right?