
The laughter of these three noble girls vanished instantly. They looked at each other, then smiled at Julliane. Their fear is trying to be covered. Especially Rebecca she hid her trembling hands.
"I heard that Ellaine is not well, so I didn't invite her, Princess Julliane," Rebecca said.
"You can confirm or ask Ellaine's situation to me and don't call my sister without the Princess' frills" Julliane said sarcastically.
Claire defends Rebecca. "Actually Rebecca wasn't too close to Princess Ellaine, Princess Julliane."
"Right, we don't like it very much. He's too good so we don't fit him too well. Please don't tell this to Princess Ellaine, Princess Julliane," Violet added.
Rebecca nodded. "We were friends with her out of pity and her status as a princess only. We like Princess Julliane better."
These people are brave!
Julliane's eyes twitched. He refrained from slapping these three girls. Hearing her sister being ostracized made her ears hot. Once there were people of higher standing, they left behind old friends. Ellaine is too kind to be friends with girls like this fox. Pretending to be friends but behind talking about it.
Julliane stood up while wagging her skirt. "That's it, I don't think I need your support. Problem is I'm gonna tell Ellaine this or not, that's my business. You have no right whatsoever to ban me."
"Wait for Princess Julliane, forgive us. We've been presumptuous" Rebecca asked as she held Julliane's hand.
Julliane jerked Rebecca's hand, while staring at the three girls in turn.
"It is good that you realize your own nature. You're pathetic. Ellaine doesn't deserve to be friends with you."
Julliane left the party. The three girls simply stared at Julliane's back without trying to stop her. In their hearts they feel angry. No more strong support.
Julliane got on her horse-drawn carriage. "Quickly we'll return to the palace. I'm done" he told the coachman.
The horse carriage drove. Julliane's hand continued to hold her throbbing head.
Don't hate them. Don't hate them. Don't hate them.
The words Julliane continued to say in her heart to ease her pain. But in vain, the throbbing grew even stronger. The scream of pain he endured in his heart. He could only grimace as he continued to press his head.
"You why Julliane?" ask Letta who appeared in the air.
Julliane just shook her head. Letta flew close to Julliane stroking her forehead, though she knew she could not relieve the pain of her friend. His face was visibly hurt from feeling helpless.
The pulsations continued until they reached the palace. The sweat that soaked Julliane's face was wiped away by a handkerchief. The pressure of his hand was off his head. A sigh of relief sounded.
"How's my look?" julliane asked Letta.
"Your atoms are starting to show up" Letta replied briefly. Julliane's scarf floated towards her.
Julliane grabbed the scarf to cover her head. Actually the scarf was brought to warm itself from the night wind, but instead it was used for other things. The part of the tattoo that starts to look blocked by the scarf. He rushed down to his room. When he got to his room, he immediately threw himself into the bed.
Letta who from earlier had not returned to his world floated in front of Julliane's face.
"You must immediately find your true love, don't mess around anymore" said Letta.
"I'm looking for him. It's just that nothing suits my taste."
"Lower your criteria and ego a little bit. Otherwise, you'll be like this forever." Letta began to raise her voice in annoyance.
"Your words are like my mother's."
"When did Juli actually die in the novel you read?" ask Letta.
"After Ellaine's birthday, I don't know exactly. Julliane attempts to injure Ellaine but is thwarted by Beckett. King expelled. Julliane hated everyone so much that her tattoo hurt so much that she died" Julliane explained.
"About another month and a half. You have to quickly find true love, whether it's Beckett, Kyler, Lionel, Ian, or anyone else!"
"Well, I understand" replied Julliane ogah-ogahan.
Julliane closed her eyes feeling tired. The only person he thought of was Ian, but he immediately dispelled that thought. He still hasn't forgiven her.
***
Mikael leaned against the tree. He observed Julliane meeting a noble man. A forced smile continued to be plastered on Julliane's mouth. Mikael was upset that the person in the distance could see such obvious disinterest, but the guest facing directly did not notice it.
As soon as the man headed for his horse-drawn carriage. As usual Mikael launches his act to scare off the noble man who is approaching the future crown princess of the kingdom of Constain. As soon as the task was done and was about to buy flowers for Julliane, her steps came to a halt.
The aura around him was gripping. Her hair stood up and the air was cold. He also sought the tallest tree. His eyes looked for the bad feeling he felt.
His eyes widened to see something behind the forest. Face stiffened. He immediately wrote a letter. Whistling to call the messenger bird. The letter was tied to the bird's leg.
"You must quickly convey this news to the Crown Prince. Princess Julliane is in danger."
The bird flew quickly as if it understood the precarious state that was happening. Mikael hopes Ian will come soon. He can't handle this alone.
***
Eating with Cosntain's royal family was silent. The King and Queen were tired of telling Ian to forget Julliane. Introducing a noble girl was not helpful at all. They almost gave up on having grandchildren.
"So, how's Julliane doing, Ian?" ask Queen.
"He's okay, Mom." Ian put the meat in his mouth.
"Then when did he come here again, Ian?" The king looked at his son.
Ian's hand that sliced the meat stopped. He looked at his parents in turn. "I know what you and Dad are talking about. I won't forget Julliane."
The king took a long breath. "There's still a lot of girls you deserve, Ian. He didn't open his heart to you at all, why do you keep chasing after him?"
"I can definitely make Julliane open her heart. Give me another chance to prove it. If I'm rejected, then I'm really going to give up, Dad" Ian said.
"Aren't you rejected?" The queen chimed in.
"Julliane hasn't rejected me. We just had a fight, Mother."
Conversations like this bore him, Ian finished his meal. He's headed to his study. When the dove knocks on the window of his study.
Ian immediately approached the bird excitedly. The news of Julliane is always anticipated. He gets word that Julliane is starting to get closer to noble girls. Ian was happy that Julliane was starting to make friends.
His hand took off the letter. With a smile Ian read the letter. Smile fades. Horror was in his eyes. He immediately grabbed his coat, packing as necessary. Then say goodbye to his parents without explaining more details.
Ian rode the horse immediately into Yuvinere's carriage.
I hope I'm not too late. Hold July.