
The horse-drawn carriage that the Marquis Thompsville family had been parked neatly in front of the manor since this afternoon. As soon as the invitation from the king was spread to all the nobles of Sormenia, the Marquis was no less excited when preparing all the necessary things while in the party because of his youngest son, the Marquis, Brianno Ochonner de Cera will be home after two short months in the military barracks.
By the way, Ochonner had a similar appearance to the Marquis when he was young. The Marquis felt he saw himself as a young man when he faced Ochonner. In addition, it was Ochonner who helped make the name of the noble de Cera who had lived a career at a young age as the right hand of the Grand Duke of Brighton until now. His son-in-law.
But it is undeniable, Ochonner is of course very similar to his identical twin sister, Odyssey.
"Ladies, have you guys finished dressing up? Ochonner is waiting for us" said Marquis Thompsville, impatient to see how slow the white powder adorns the faces of his wife and daughter.
"Ochonner won't run, dad. Let me dress up for a while if I want this princess de Cera to be the center of attention," replied Athene who was still busy with blustery cheeks without turning her head in the direction of the Marquis who looked at the door of her room.
"Do we have to take Odyssey with us?"
The Marchioness who was originally sitting leisurely beside the dressed-up Athene let go of her reading and turned her head towards the Marquis. "I did ask him but that doesn't mean we can take him on a train with us."
"Let him walk" Athene added.
"I leave this matter to you. I'll wait on the train. Enjoy your time," replied the Marquis and finally left the place.
Marquis Alfonso de Cera, the eldest son and heir to the official title of de Cera the two hundred and nine actually never feared anything. Unfortunately he loves the wrong person, the one who managed to turn off his sense of power. Selene Monswill or now Marchioness Selene de Cera, the ambitious and materialistic chief daughter of the Earl of Monswill, is not reluctant to throw her own daughter away if it can save and add to her entire fortune.
Love can blind everything, that's what Marquis Thompsville feels.
And this happened to Odyssey, their second daughter who was eliminated. The Marquis could not do much, all decisions regarding women within the scope of the Thompsville manor house were in the hands of the Marchioness.
Two hours passed, the Marquis sighed but then he regained his spirit as he saw the silhouette of his wife and daughter descending from the top steps of the manor house in an elegant and mesmerizing dress.
It is clear here that Athene is the main star. Wearing a blue dress with a layer of brocade cloth, she looked even more beautiful as she smiled and walked gracefully like any other respectable woman. The pink mane she inherited from the Marchioness was in stark contrast to the color of the dress, but it was not something that could be called tacky.
Athene, the extraordinary figure of a Crystal Lady.
"Looks pretty and graceful, lady." Marquis Thompsville welcomed the Marchioness' palm covered in white gloves, kissed the back of her hand and took her into the gentleman-like carriage she used to do.
"Lady Odyssey's gone?" the Marquis asked Athene who was sitting comfortably beside her mother.
"Why dad always asks himself when we're here. That's not very important. Oh, or do you secretly care about her, do you? Remember, he's the unlucky bearer of our family!" sentak Athene upset inversely proportional to her image on the outside there as the girl with the most graceful and patient predicate.
The Marquis's countenance turned sour, "What do you mean to accuse father of things that are not true?"
"In fact, dad's been acting like that ever since that scum!"
"We're going to the palace, why are you fighting with your mouth?" The Marchioness responded casually. "It's not good if people realize this from you. You're just gonna be cheap gossip stuff out there."
Athene immediately shut her mouth tightly and turned her eyes out the window. So did Marquis Thompsville who again sighed resignedly and decided to remain silent until the horse carriage took them to the palace.
The vast palace grounds were now filled with chariots of other nobles who had arrived earlier. But among all, the car belongs to the family de Cera is the most luxurious plus white banner as their characteristic.
"Miss Sierra," she said to a woman she knew even from the silhouette of her back.
Sierra Avistasius, the only daughter of the Earl of Avistasius, turned his head and smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Crystal Lady."
The Marquis and the Marchioness of Thompsville chose to join hands and enter the palace to mingle with other nobles. Leaving Athene in the front yard with her best friend.
"As usual, you look stunning," praise Sierra excessively. But according to him Athene is not more beautiful than himself.
"thank you. It takes a lot of time to prepare for this perfect display," welcomed Athene happy not to play. This was what he liked about Miss Avistasius, he would praise her wherever they met.
"Excellent, what if we go in now?" Bring Sierra gracefully.
"certain."
"Hello, Crystal Lady, long time no see you." Theodore Aimon approached and grabbed and kissed the back of Athene's glove-covered hand.
"You long time no visit Thompsville manor house, sir," he replied kindly.
"Lately I and Sir Aeon are expanding our business to Azga, we have not had time to visit" the youngest Marquis and former Odyssey fiancee said. He was Achilles da Beta, a mature man who was about to enter the age of forty. Already had a surrogate wife Odyssey but his interest in Athene was far greater than anything.
After all, she knew herself well enough, Athene had the title of Crystal Lady. As an ordinary Marquis, his ego is severely tested by that title if until Achilles marries him.
"That's not a suitable excuse to leave me alone in the manor" Athene replied again in a spoiled tone.
"Tomorrow we'll visit, you don't worry," Achilles replied again plus a happy hue on his perverted smiling face.
Sierra was silent but deep down he felt disgusted.
Er .... Crystal Lady could certainly be free to do anything especially if it happened in her own manor. But if it is done to do nothing, then Sierra will pray to God that the title of Crystal Lady be removed from Athene. He is not entitled to such a great title.
Well, even if it's impossible. The honorary title of Crystal Lady had to go on and the other sister of Athene was terrible to prop up the title.
"You're here."
"Your highness." A group of nobles bowed respectfully as Princess Giselle la Empyrean, the crown prince's younger sister who suddenly joined in while carrying a glass of champagne in her hand.
"What are you talking about?"
"Ah, not very important. We just praised the beautiful dress that Crystal Lady wore," Achilles replied quickly.
"Oh, really. Rarely would a man want to waste time judging a woman's clothes" Giselle said. He knew Achilles was lying to him, but he chose a stupid period and changed the subject.
"Which do you think is more perfect, my dress or the Crystal Lady dress?" tanyanya proud.
The princess also looks no less beautiful tonight. Using a soft yellow dress of satin silk combined with hair color that is no less beautiful and suitable. Blondes. Judging from any angle, the princess certainly has no blemish at all.
"I think...." Achilles still compared the clothes of the two esteemed women in front of him before whispers burst out behind them.
"Which family is he from?"
"Very enchanting, from the color of the mane seems like he's a close relative of the Marquis Of Thompsville?"
"He's very shining. I think she's more perfect than Crystal Lady."
Hearing the last whisper made Athene inflamed until her ears turned red. He approached, trying to break through the crowd of people surrounding the 'Girl who he said shined more' was hard-earned. He looked up, how shocked Athene was when he realized who all the nobles were praising tonight.
The Odyssey. Honestly, she's very pretty.
White crystal hair typical of the family de Cera his neatly curled with bangs cut typical Korean Style. Because the Odyssey's real hair is indeed wavy, so Luz does not have to bother giving a roll here and there. The dress she wears is certainly limited edition because some parts have been added Luz with a modern touch ala-ala models who usually walk on the catwalk.
Luz actually knew how Athene's sharp gaze was drawn to her but she instead enjoyed the prideful girl's anger. He smiled and thanked her, God is very kind and always siding with whatever he did.
Achilles continued. "The lady over there is a lot more interesting" he said honestly. Not realizing that the woman he had just praised was the same woman as his former fiancee.
It only had five silver coins, but it looked the most luxurious. Luz could also feel Princess Giselle looking at him with interest.
Want to know how Luz got this great dress and look?
Ah, just read the continuation.