Banquet (2) Imperial family arrival

Edith and her brother strolling the food section closely. She picked a macaroon and a glass of wine.

"Wait for me inside the dining area, I need to greet some noble who associated with our household." Adam instructed her, while pointing the counter direction. The dine table arranged in two sections, ones with a veil attached to the side rooms for personal reasons or secrecy, and the other ones are in a public hall for social purpose. "No, it's better if I am joining with you. I'll be right back after a brief refreshment."

Anyway, Edith herself felt gratitude because of his consideration. She hadn't eaten anything since the maid started their treatments. She strode her way into one of the curtained diner table and only to find out that there is a nobleman sitting on the sideboard, enjoying a glass of wine with his hand. He looks around her brother ages, in early twenties around twenty-four or twenty-five years old. 'Quite young' she thought, given this world marriage system the man in front of her might be too old or in his prime age to get married.

The man had a darkish red-haired tone with a pair of golden eyes, the most handsome gentleman she ever met. His fierce eyes, strong jawline, look so damn hot. Then she could see his attire, black red suit plated with gold, produced by the finest quality.

"Excuse me." She bows her head and slides down to the vacant seat across from the guy. "I won't be long." she continued, placing a plate full of macaroons, fruit, and a glass of wine.

"Sure." he answered,

His briefly replied not offending her. He was a stranger anyway. Edith gazes soon fall upon the crowded hall. His brother outer suit slips off from her shoulder, exposing the white trim of her bare back down to the waistline. Unknowingly to her, the man studying her carefully. He could see a tied golden string dangling on her back. Her slim waist, bluish hair, a pair of red eyes, unblemished skin, were charmed him. Her figure looks like a sheep in wolf clothing, but her gaze didn't like a young noble lady usually had. She didn't give a damn on his presence in that space.

Meanwhile, Edith busily recalling the novel which started by the ball event with a familiar name like Beatrice, Ferael, and the Heroine of the story. All of these thought come into her mind when she head down the stairs earlier, an unpleasant thought keep creeping her minds. She vaguely recalled a story which Beatrice and Ferael showed up as a major character. The heroine stumbled on to the crown prince. She looks flustered an-d ...

A sudden voice erupted from the front door, Interrupting Edith thought. "His Highness the crown prince Ferael von Cassius entering the hall." he was the guard knight. His sound reverberating throughout the entire ballroom, and everyone's gazes seems came simultaneously in the same directions. They had to stop their activity, Edith and the unfamiliar man come out from the dine space like everybody else. Ready to offer a courtesy for the Imperial family.

Then a man comes out from the door, he walks in arrogant manners filled with confidence. For Edith, the scene in front of her looks like a movie show or like a certain novel she had been thinking recently. She heard the crown prince order to lift their heads, and as soon as he descends to the hall everyone takes their turn greeting him.

He had short blonde hair, tall figure, robust bodies and more importantly he was the man whom Edith had been pursuing for the past years ago. As she was observing him draw closer to his fiancé 'Beatrice', there's another girl stumble over him and in a swift movement he held the young woman in his embrace.

The audiences died down, as if times freezes leaving both on their own world.

"Be sober, the floor is somewhat dangerous... My lady."

Edith softly recited a sentence from the sidelines. It was a line from the novel.

"Be sober, the floor is somewhat dangerous, My lady" thus the crown prince spelling the same sentence, exactly identical to her remarks.

Her face contorting, while the lady in crown prince embrace blushing so hard. Edith turns her body and take a glass of wine, drinking it in ones gulp.

"What the F*uck!!"

And cussing badly.