“Is that so?”
Unlike the enthusiastic Amira, Ariella’s response was lukewarm. It was indeed fascinating to see her beautiful self, but it was only for a moment.
As can be seen from the fact that she had never paid attention to fashion, she was someone who didn’t care much about the beauty that everyone praised.
She knew that her face was somewhat pretty, even if it was dull. However, being pretty didn’t bring any benefits.
In a poor environment, it made one a target for crime, and in a wealthy environment, it became a tool for marriage deals.
“Is that so? You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen! It feels like I’m looking at an angel descended from heaven! Can’t you hear it? My heart is pounding!”
Still, there was one good thing. It was the fact that she could see Amira’s reaction.
“Hmm. I can’t really hear it.”
“Our lady has poor hearing… They say nuts are good for preventing hearing loss. I’ll make sure you have some every day from now on.”
“Puhaha! Hahaha… Yes, please do.”
Ariella couldn’t hold back her laughter. Amira also broke into laughter, abandoning her serious expression.
And there was someone secretly eavesdropping on their conversation.
It was Courtney, who was frustrated that Ariella didn’t talk about why she had left after getting angry.
Courtney held her breath and peered through the crack in the door, trying to catch a glimpse of the dress that was being hidden so carefully.
However, the angle was not right, and she couldn’t see Ariella’s figure.
Just when she was feeling frustrated, luck was on her side as Ariella stepped out from her original spot.
Just a little more, just a little more! Courtney silently urged, furrowing her brow. And finally, Ariella walked into Courtney’s narrow line of sight.
In that moment, Courtney froze as if she had seen a ghost.
What caught her attention was not the beautifully braided hair or the dazzling ruby necklace, but the stunning dress.
Courtney, who had been standing still with her lips trembling, suddenly sprang to her feet and dashed down the hallway.
“Lady! Lizzy!”
The place she headed straight for was Lizzy’s room.
As her loud voice echoed, Lizzy, who was receiving skin care for the ball, frowned in annoyance.
“It’s white!”
What kind of nonsense was this, suddenly running in like that? Lizzy sighed, still lying on the massage table with her eyes closed.
It was a moment when she thought she should give a warning to the ill-mannered maid at least once.
“It’s the dress that Lady Arrie will wear tomorrow! It’s white!”
At the shocking news, the cucumbers placed on Lizzy’s face fell to the floor with a thud.
A white dress. It was nothing less than a symbol of the debutante’s protagonist.
Since ancient times, girls holding debutante balls wore white dresses to announce their formal debut into society with their first dance. To accommodate them, it was customary for those not involved in the debut to avoid wearing white.
Noble ladies would take anyone who wore even slightly brighter colors on their debut day as a lifelong enemy.
Especially wearing a white dress on someone’s solo debut day was akin to declaring open war.
But for Ariella, who surely knew this, to have custom-made a white dress while avoiding Lizzy’s gaze!
This was a clear challenge. A petty and arrogant challenge to ruin Lizzy’s debut stage.
“That crazy b*tch—!”
Lizzy, who had become particularly sharp the day before her debut, jumped up and shouted.
The vulgar curses that were unbefitting of the Duke of Bedford followed, but Aurora and Courtney did not flinch and lowered their heads.
They had become accustomed to such situations, having been close to Lizzy for a long time.
“It could be an opportunity, my lady.”
As Lizzy’s outburst began to subside, Courtney, who had been carefully observing, spoke up cautiously. Aurora tried to stop her with a glance but failed.
“If Lady Arrie shows up in a white dress, all the other nobles will criticize her. It’s disgraceful to wear a white dress out of jealousy for the real one. And you, Lady Lizzy, will become the kind-hearted true lady who protects the misdeeds of the fake princess.”
“You think I’m that foolish? Do you think I haven’t thought of that?”
Contrary to her expectation of receiving praise for her intelligence, she was met with sharp words.
Why did she even b**t in? Aurora clicked her tongue inwardly, having spent more time with Lizzy.
“Kind-hearted true lady, yes, I might hear such words. But will that be all I hear? Two Lady Bedfords in the same white dress. What a perfect subject for comparison! Who is slimmer or fatter, whose eyelashes are longer and prettier, who has bigger breasts, and whose legs are longer! They’ll dissect and compare every inch from head to toe, and you want me to endure that just to hear the kind-hearted lady title? Me, who is to become the Empress of Juvenile?”
