What would I do with Micael, who is already Kashar’s?

As long as I continue to be happy in the future, that’s enough.

As I was contemplating this, the door opened.

“Kashar?”

In his hand were several letters.

“Who are these for?”

“For you and me.”

As if reluctant, Kashar handed me one.

“This is… the Emperor’s emblem, right?”

The golden dragon pattern could only be used by the Emperor.
I carefully opened the luxurious envelope, even the paper being of high quality.

‘An invitation?’

It was an invitation to the National Foundation Day celebration, addressed to me.

The National Foundation Day celebration lasted for a week. The first day was the main day of the celebration, followed by events congratulating the country’s prosperity.

‘That’s the Saint’s congratulatory party.’

For the remaining five days, there were social gatherings where all the nobles of the empire formed friendships.

Even more letters were still left.

“Then the remaining four are…”

“Mine, the twins’, and Micael’s.”

Kashar calmly revealed the owners of the letters.

He, too, didn’t know he would be invited to the National Foundation Day celebration.

‘I’ve never invited Kashar to a public event before.’

This was an exceptional occurrence.

I checked today’s date quietly.

“There’s only a week left?!”

This wasn’t a joke; for such a big event, it was customary to send invitations at least two months in advance.

“Just come and show your face briefly. Don’t worry too much.”

Kashar advised, but I couldn’t shake off the tension.

‘My first party experience was not great.’

The terrifying gaze of the Empress. Moreover, this event was considered the largest party in the empire, gathering not only central nobles but also local nobles.

‘Can I handle it well?’

At that time, we were lovers, but now I was Kashar’s fiancée.

If I made a mistake, he would be criticized. I didn’t want to see him in such a state.

What I knew about etiquette and social manners was just a recollection of Eilin’s original memories.

‘I’m doomed.’

The Imperial Family and the nobility had different etiquettes depending on the event.

‘Micael would know all of them, and the kids are learning from a governess…’

I was the only one lacking.

Would it be okay to learn etiquette using my attribute even now?

‘Should I summon Frizia, or maybe Jeiana? …Huh?’

While I was hesitating for a while, I remembered the friend of the previous host.

‘Lady Sylphia Ailrid.’

When I investigated her, Frizia had mentioned something.

‘All the ladies educated by Lady Sylphia have successfully finished their debutante events.’

Those who could teach social etiquette as well as Sylphia were rare.

I spoke to Kashar.

“Kashar, I have a guest to invite to the castle.”

It was the day after receiving the invitation.

I hoped she could come as soon as possible, so Sylphia graciously visited the castle the next morning.

“I suddenly asked for a favor, but thank you for coming.”

“As you get older, you find joy in such things.”

Considering her emphasis on etiquette, it could have been unpleasant for her, so I was relieved that she accepted it willingly.

‘Is it because of my letters?’

In fact, all the letters exchanged between us were only three.

Two were during the first visit and today, and the letter sent in between contained information about her friend, a story about a long-lost former friend that had suddenly disappeared.
“It’s not a mistake, but rather fortunate.”

I couldn’t clear the false accusation from a long time ago.

However, Sylphia was thankful for the news I conveyed.

“You’ve shown me kindness. Besides, we agreed to become friends back then, didn’t we?”

Her words were gentle and kind.

When my tension completely eased, Sylphia’s gaze changed.

“Well then, let’s start attribute lessons related to the Imperial Festival from now on.”

I realized belatedly that something was wrong.

Six hours after meeting Sylphia.

“Huff, huff…”

I felt like I was dying.

‘How do noblewomen and ladies do this?’

Proper etiquette made my blood dry up.

“Well, the posture is roughly there now. We can continue to supplement during the remaining time.”

It sounded like she was satisfied, but I, exhausted as I was, appreciated even that.

After folding the fan loudly, Sylphia asked.

“Oh, where did you get your dress fitted? Etiquette can vary depending on the shop and design, you know.”

“If I just wear what I have…”

Tock! The fan in Sylphia’s hand fell to the ground at my words.

“Oh my, what a disastrous thing to say!”

I wanted to say I received the invitation late, but I didn’t have the energy to bring up that story.

“I didn’t expect the Duke Vladis to look like this. Quite disappointing.”

“…Huh?”

I turned my head at Sylphia’s words.

Kashar, leaning against the wall, was watching the situation.

“Sparing money for his beautiful fiancée!”

“There won’t be anything to worry about for my wife.”

“We only have 6 days left, including today. Without a custom dress, how…!”

“Escort her in.”

Kashar ordered towards the corridor.

Then, people with purple glasses and seemingly ready to tailor dresses rushed in.

“Marblean?”

“Lady Ailrid. It’s been a while.”

It even seemed like they knew each other.

‘Where have I heard that name before?’

But with my stamina depleted, I couldn’t recall.

“How… If you want a dress fitted by Marblean, you should have reserved at least two years ago. Besides, I heard the designer disappeared recently…”

Ah, right.

Marblean was the capital’s top dress shop, and she was the designer who exclusively designed Elsia’s dresses.

Even if I tried to reserve two years ago, it was famous for being selective and difficult to get an appointment.

‘Elsia was an exception because she was a saint.’

Kashar casually said that he brought in such a designer.

“I bought it to commemorate my engagement to Eilin. It was just recently.”