“The minority race has many peculiar abilities, right? When will we see your most important ability? We are all eagerly awaiting news of Her Majesty’s enlightenment.”

Upon hearing these words, everyone, except Asha, burst into laughter.

“Baronessa, is this your first time in such a gathering? You seem tense. You’re not saying anything.”

“It’s okay; relax. Besides Baronessa, there’s no butterfly to tempt the flowers here.”

Asha suddenly felt a sense of unease, but outwardly, she showed no signs of it.

Having experienced such situations too many times, she now needed to handle them wisely.

Suddenly, Karaf’s advice came to her mind.
“As Baronessa, now I need to become a bit of a villain,” she thought.

As she thought, it seemed like she really needed to become shameless.

Internally, Asha chanted, ‘Villain, villain,’ and controlled her expression.

As if making a resolution to become a villain, a similar expression to Karaf’s seemed to emerge.

The Lilac Marchioness calmly spoke.

“The reason I invited Baronessa to the tea party, as mentioned in the invitation, was to help you choose a maid from among the noble young ladies.”

“Yes, it was a concern for me, and I appreciate your consideration.”

Asha smiled, showing that she was already considering a maid, appealing to the nobles.

Young ladies who had thought of avoiding her seemed to change their expressions slightly and showed interest at her words.

Asha calmly scanned the faces gathered there.

Because she didn’t participate much in social circles, she still couldn’t discern the personalities of everyone present, except for those who had openly looked down on her.

However, realizing that everyone here was ultimately an observer, she didn’t feel much desire to become close to them.

At that moment, one noble young lady spoke first.

“Baronessa, I’ve heard a lot about you. I heard you’re very interested in crafts. I’ve already heard rumors about you showcasing the sun catcher you made.”

Asha suddenly felt embarrassed, and her face turned red.

The poker face she had maintained collapsed.

It turned out that Karaf had eventually shown off the sun catcher all around the neighborhood.

The nobles played along and said, “Oh, I heard too! It’s very unique. I’d like to have one too.”

“Me too! Since I don’t know much about minority culture, it would probably be the most valuable and unique item among the crafts I have at home.”

As they finished speaking, they squinted their eyes and laughed.

Asha somehow felt a constant prick in their words, but she replied nonchalantly.

“Unfortunately, my skills are lacking to give it as a gift.”

“Then, why not choose a maid and have a tutor with good craftsmanship by your side? It would be perfect for a hobby.”

“Lien Young Lady is excellent in that area, isn’t she? She might become an excellent tutor.”

The nobles laughed and spoke, but Asha sensed their true feelings and stiffened her expression inwardly.

They already knew that the sun catcher she made wasn’t anything special.

Even considering the mention of minority culture, their desire to have it might be a lie.

Although not as much as Karaf, they were people who hated and ignored the minority.

Asha politely declined, “It’s okay. I probably won’t need a tutor. In fact, contrary to what you all know, I’m not really interested in crafts.”
“Oh, is that true? But Baronessa, you surely need a tutor. To tell you this, all the butterflies from common origins who’ve come out of the Banet have received Hwanghu education for a certain period to adapt to the palace life.”

They smiled again, mixing mockery with their expressions.

What they said was true.

Baronessas mainly came from commoners and women who had never experienced palace life usually had tutors in the palace.

Asha, too, had learned various virtues that a lady should possess, including dance, in a short period in the past.

From the beginning, Asha thought that if she adapted too well to the palace, the nobles might find it strange.

So, she was contemplating whether to start acting and hire a tutor from now on.

Behind the crowd, a woman with deep blonde hair approached carrying a large box.

She raised her skirt with one hand and greeted.

“Hello, Baronessa. Nice to meet you for the first time. I am Nia Delphinium, the daughter of Count Delphinium.”

Her face, full of twinkling eyes, looked exactly like Ki’am Delphinium and Panback, despite the different hair color.

However, unlike her father, she did not have a violet shade in her hair.

Usually, those who inherited the most blood of the family tended to have the color of the family emblem in their hair.

However, in the Delphinium family, an unusually deep blonde-haired child was born, so it was understandable that Ki’am would be interested.

Normally, he would have condemned a girl who did not inherit the family’s blood at all, but blonde hair was also a symbol of butterflies.

Just as most successors to the imperial family were born with red hair, most butterflies in history were women with blonde hair.

Asha knew through rumors how much effort the Count had put in to make his only daughter a Baronessa.

Like her, Nia, with blonde hair, dressed in a glamorous dress that did not seem to want to lose to anyone, appeared at the tea party.

The dress, clinging to her body in pitch black, had various openings, giving it a tempting and sexy feel, and the hem was studded with gold dust as if embedding stars.

Asha felt slightly uncomfortable, as if she claimed to be the lover of the black rose.