To You, So Noble and Vulgar (Completed Main Story) - Side Story 215

Isabel lifted her head and gazed up at the sky. Beyond the lush garden trees, the heavens were tinged with orange.

The sun would set soon.

‘By the way, what did Duke Bukje prepare?’

Earlier, when everyone had brought a large cake to celebrate the birthday, they all gave gifts to Ariana. But Cyrus, with a subtle smile, had said he would give his gift once the sun went down.

‘He looked awfully confident.’

Isabel lifted her left foot onto her thigh and massaged it.

‘Should I stay a bit longer? I’m curious what Duke Bukje brought. But if I go back, I’ll have to dance again. Ugh, my feet are in no condition right now.’

She once asked Ariana whether her feet hurt from wearing heels all the time. Back then, Ariana had replied in her uniquely calm and composed voice:

—“You just tough it out with sheer willpower, Lady White.”

Yes, it truly required willpower and grit.

Ariana endured it to uphold her dignity as a princess, Wiona to flaunt her status as a viscountess, and the other young ladies to stand out among peers or appear lovely to men.

Everyone had their reasons, so they bore the pain.

But Isabel simply couldn’t find a reason compelling enough to do the same.

‘Sorry, Ariana. I don’t have that kind of willpower or grit.’

Being a woman of the White family placed her in a position where she inevitably attracted men’s favor. Marrying Isabel, a royal, could strengthen one’s family and bring great honor to oneself.

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