Ariella followed such advice without any objections. She thought that Lizzy would know better than her, who was ignorant of fashion.
Her lack of interest in dresses was the same even now, but this time she intended to pay attention.
If choosing her dress was important enough for Lizzy to delay meeting Aaron, then it would also be beneficial for her revenge.
“I’ll contact the tailor soon. It wouldn’t be bad to prepare a dress and accessories after a long time. The most expensive and finest ones.”
Amira’s expression brightened immediately. Then, her voice became even faster and higher than before.
“Then, a new hair accessory and hat too! These days, small and light hats are starting to trend over the large hats decorated with Duke’s feathers. They’re decorated with light lace, ribbons, or flowers. It seems to be influenced by Ashbon, and I think such hats would really suit you, Miss! And also…!”
Just hearing it for a moment made her head feel dizzy. If left unchecked, it seemed she would keep talking endlessly, so Ariella hurriedly cut her off.
“Alright, it would be better to get more hats. I would love to discuss this further, but unfortunately, I have somewhere to go.”
“Oh! I’m sorry, Miss!”
“There’s no need to apologize.”
Amira hurriedly ran to open the door. The face she held while gripping the door was as red as a tomato, making it amusing to watch.
Soon, Adam, who had been waiting at the door, greeted Ariella. He looked as neat as usual, but there was one spot, the side of his hair, that was a bit tousled.
Ariella turned to look back. Amira was shyly following her, glancing over.
‘Shall I test it out?’
Turning back to Adam, Ariella lifted her chin to face him. A smile soon appeared on her lips.
“You seem to have rushed over, Sir.”
There was no need to hurry. She whispered in a gentle voice as she reached out her hand toward his hair. Then, with a soft touch, she tidied up his tousled hair.
A woman about to be married fixing another man’s hair. Especially when that man was her knight. It was the perfect setup for a scandal.
If Amira had been the one secretly relaying messages to Lizzy all this time, this scene would likely reach Lizzy’s ears within a few days.
“…Thank you.”
Adam looked flustered. His already stoic face became even more rigid.
He must have roughly figured out why Ariella is doing this, being so perceptive. It would be even better if he could act naturally, but for someone as rigid as him, this is probably the best he can do.
Ariella glanced back at Amira. As expected, she could see the flush rising on Amira’s youthful face. Excitement bubbled in her blue eyes.
‘She must think she’s stumbled upon something good.’
But it was a bit strange. If she were a spy, she would likely try to hide her emotions, yet Amira was unable to contain her excitement, even letting out little huffs.
Is it her first time playing the role of a spy, making her inexperienced? Ariella swallowed her curiosity and walked ahead.
The results of the test would be known soon enough. It was pointless to worry about it now.
“Miss, may I ask where you are headed? I’m sorry, but I don’t have today’s schedule that was shared…”
“Oh, I forgot to mention it in advance. There’s no special external schedule today. I’m planning to go to the library now. You don’t have to follow me.”
“The library… you mean?”
“Yes. I’m going to meet Lizzy.”
Adam’s face quickly turned pale. He had never imagined that she would be the one to go meet that fake.
“I will accompany you.”
He followed her, pretending to be nonchalant, like a skilled knight. It was amusing to see him take on a serious demeanor, as if he were about to meet a villain, just for moving around the mansion.
‘Today, I’m the one playing the villain.’
There was no need to explain this to him. Ariella swallowed a laugh and took a step forward.
Ariella entered Lizzy’s room without asking for permission, just as a villain would.
Lizzy’s maids were horrified and tried to stop her, but as long as Ariella was the Princess of Bedford, they dared not lay a hand on her.
In an instant, Ariella pushed her way to the foot of the bed and greeted Lizzy, who was lying back against the headboard.
“Hello, Lizzy.”
Usually, she would be buzzing around the entire mansion without a moment’s rest, but for some reason, today Lizzy seemed to be taking a break in her room.
That was a good thing. If there was no one watching, there was no need to moderate the level of their conversation.
“How’s your face? Oh dear, your lips are still a mess.”
