Reneb was choosing a dress from the patterns prepared by the seamstress sent by Icar, waiting for the new dress to be completed.
“Kiernen, was it today? The day the jeweler sent by His Majesty was to visit.”
As she was about to leave her bedroom, Reneb paused and looked at Kiernen.
“Yes, my Lady. He is to visit at 3 o’clock.”
Kiernen spoke cheerfully. Nodding her head, Reneb left the bedroom.
Walking down the long corridor to the dining room, she heard a voice from behind.
“Good morning, Your Grace.”
Turning her head, she saw Rachel approaching quickly.
“Good morning, Princess.”
But there was a shadow under Rachel’s eyes, which were always clear and transparent.
“You look a little tired, are you all right?”
Reneb asked with a concerned voice, and Rachel let out a small sigh.
“I’m so busy preparing for the Imperial Ball. It seems the fabric I used to use in Raina is not being brought here. The fabrics are thin, so I can’t design as I want to…….”
She seemed frustrated that she couldn’t present the best dress for her first ball.
“I’m sorry for talking about myself so much. Is Your Grace getting ready well?”
“Pretty much.”
They chatted a bit more about the dresses and jewelry.
Suddenly, Rachel looked around and lowered her voice.
“But have you found a partner for the Imperial Ball, Your Grace?”
“Yes.”
As Reneb nodded, Rachel’s eyes sparkled.
“You’re not going to be escorted by Count Belkein, are you?”
Rachel’s face was screaming ‘Say it’s not so!’
“It’s not that.”
Reneb smiled faintly and shook her head, and Rachel looked strangely relieved.
“Actually, I was thinking of asking Count Belkein to be my partner for the Imperial Ball. I’m really relieved that Your Grace has found another partner…….”
Rachel had just said that when,
Speaking of the devil.
Count Belkein, who was walking in their direction, greeted them with a fresh face.
“Good morning, Your Grace. Good morning, Princess.”
“…….”
“…….”
Count Belkein’s quick glance swiftly surveyed both of them.
His eyes slightly narrowed, as if he had quickly sensed the awkwardness caused by his appearance.
“You two must have been sharing a very interesting conversation? Perhaps about me.”
Reneb’s mouth opened slightly with an ‘ah,’ and Rachel, briefly flustered, quickly changed the subject.
“Oh, right! The Princess of Solty hasn’t come to Bashuker yet, what’s going on?”
Hastening her steps toward the dining room, Rachel winked at Reneb.
It seemed she intended to propose the Imperial Ball partnership to Count Belkein when they were alone.
‘She’s surprisingly shy.’
Reneb decided to play along with Rachel’s wish and feigned ignorance.
(This is a time separator.)
“Your Majesty, the finished suit has arrived.”
Icar, who had been rapidly scanning the mountain of documents piled on his office desk, looked up.
“What about Lady Siren’s dress?”
“I have been informed that the sewing is finished. The seamstress will visit today.”
“I see.”
Icar’s eyes fell to the papers again and then to the clock.
“It’s already this late.”
“Yes…….”
Drehan responded weakly.
Only then did Bane, massaging his thin stomach, look up from the papers.
“Your Majesty always says you’ll look at the papers for a moment, but you always miss lunchtime.”
Since their lord didn’t eat on time, Bane and Drehan couldn’t help but miss their mealtime as well.
Of course, Icar wouldn’t have said anything if Bane and Drehan had taken a nap during work hours, as long as they did their job well.
Still, Bane and Drehan never ate before Icar.
A kind of loyalty. When the boss is starving, they cannot simply fill their own stomachs.
Foolishly.
“Prepare something simple to eat.”
Today’s lunch was a sandwich.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
(This is a time marker.)
Reneb’s day was busier than usual.
She soaked in the hot bath until her fingers wrinkled with the water, after which the maids washed Reneb carefully.
Then she received a fullbody massage. Only after applying plenty of fragrant oil all over her body could Reneb put on her dress.
“Really, truly, you look so beautiful!”
Reneb scanned her reflection in the mirror.
The fragrant oil made her silver hair flow over her slender shoulders like seaweed, highlighting a refreshing neckline that revealed her upper chest and collarbones.
Below that, large ribbons and lace adorned her upper body.
The sleeves fluttered like fish fins, and the dress’s hem and midsection had just the right amount of lace and floral embroidery.
“Kierinen, can you bring out the necklace?”
“Yes, my lady.”
Kierinen handed her a red jewel box.
When she opened the lid, a red diamond necklace radiated a brilliant light. It was the jewel recommended by the jeweler to match the dress.
Red diamond.
That means, it’s the most expensive gem on the continent, nearly one million gold per carat.
Reneb had seen red diamonds in her previous life too, as a ring ornament that Esika once wore on her finger.
Though the gem was as small as a sparrow’s eye, the emperor’s expensive gift to the government had been a big topic.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
