Esella Madelaine, the acknowledged enemy of the Madelaine family, referred to Olivia, that illegitimate child, as ‘sister.’

It was completely different from when Olivia, without the Duke’s protection, was alone and unsupported.

What on earth is going on?

The ladies were momentarily caught in confusion. However, Esella didn’t embrace the trembling Viscountess Shamin or provide friendly answers to the ladies.

Esella thought for a moment about her past appearance. But the memories of that time didn’t come up, as if it were shrouded in darkness.

Suddenly, she wondered how her sister was doing.

In this vast garden of the Princess’s palace, thinking of her surrounded by dozens of eyes filled with hostility and mockery, Esella felt suffocated.

Having briefly bowed her head, Esella suddenly embraced Viscountess Shamin’s shoulders affectionately.

“…!”

“As you know,”
A honey-sweet voice flowed from behind Viscountess Shamin Young-ae towards the Princess.

“Madelaine is quick-witted.”

Thorough in response, even clearer in revenge.

While everyone recalled the Madelaine family’s principles, Esella smiled brightly.

“Let’s stop the past stories and return to the original purpose of the tea party, shall we? There was a unique and beautiful flower decoration at the last tea party. The Princess herself ‘personally’ made it.”

The word ‘personally’ seemed to be pronounced more vividly.

The flower decoration that gained great popularity at the tea party. Is she talking about something Olivia made? Esella couldn’t gauge what was in her hand.

So, even when challenged to try anything, the Princess couldn’t say a word. Only a fierce anger trapped in her sapphire eyes.

Esella Madelaine still smiled brightly. However, the broken enthusiasm did not rise again.

In this uncomfortable atmosphere, the Princess picked up a teacup.

“Oh, it’s not rose tea anymore. Oh well. Shouldn’t roses be used for flower decorations?”

As Esella, who was looking into the teacup, feigned surprise, the corners of the Princess’s eyes sharply rose.

She should have known since she received a reply that she would come to my tea party.

In Esella’s mocking recitation of the flower decoration made by Olivia that wretch, a sense of anger surged.

Even the hot tea was annoying. The Princess put down the teacup roughly. Then, she glared at the defiant Esella Madelaine.

The eyes pretending to be innocent turned as cold as a snake whenever they met mine.

If only she hadn’t mentioned only the Emperor. If only that flower decoration wasn’t solely made by Olivia, that wretch!

No. Even if Maria Etel had prepared the summer party well, Esella Madelaine wouldn’t have had a chance to approach me.

In the Princess’s eyes, the figure of the lady bowing her head in despair still shone. Distant, teeth clenched.

Maria Etel. Why did you make things like this?

This year’s party plan was undoubtedly a copy of last year’s Olivia, that wretch’s party.

How can she recognize it as something she has seen somewhere?

Esella, who didn’t even attend last year’s summer party, knew about it. The young ladies here, not to mention local nobles, would have known this fact.

Just imagining made her face flush with excitement.

Once the tea party is over, she would not let Maria Etel go. Anyway, is there no way to put Esella Madelaine in her place?

It was when the Princess barely held back the boiling anger.

Suddenly, a maid approached. The maid, who was in conflict for a moment in the ominous atmosphere, bowed to the Princess with her fist clenched.

“Your Highness, I have something to inform you personally.”

The Princess’s face softened as she heard the maid’s whisper. Then, she spoke loudly to the quiet table.

“Oh, you should personally deliver such matters. Tell her to come in for a moment.”
With the usual elegant voice, the young ladies glanced at the princess for a moment. The princess smiled, exuding the grace of a saint.

“Someone has arrived. Shall we all meet together?”

Whoever that guest was, Esella thought it didn’t matter. However, as a familiar face approached from a distance, Esella suddenly realized where the underlying malice, which had been bubbling beneath the princess’s smile, originated.

“Oh, Sir Hucksley?”

It was Father’s deputy, Sir Hucksley. Sir Hucksley greeted the princess with courtesy.

“I greet the Imperial Little Moon, Princess.”

“Sir, please convey it directly to the lady.”

In response to the Princess’s bright permission, Sir Hucksley looked at Esella. Today, Sir Hucksley’s gaze towards me felt strangely different.

“Lady, the Duke urgently seeks you. There was a proclamation to escort you after the tea party is over.”

“Oh my, today the Duke doesn’t seem to be busy.”

The Princess’s words served as a signal.

Subtle laughter buzzed over the table. Esella knew those laughs well. It was when the young ladies came to an understanding before the princess talked about my sister’s birth.

“It seems the lady is truly beloved.”

“The first lady has never called me once.”

“However coldly she turned away, her eyes toward me were much warmer.”