The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers

The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 25

...The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 25...

Translator: Yonnee

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Chapter 25's

Payment for food.

Radis, a temporary guest of Russell Marquisate, had nothing to do when he had a staggering salary of 100 million rupees per year. He had no choice but to feel guilty.

He took off his coat slowly.

As if waiting for this moment, a soft touch wrapped around his waist.

The tailor spoke.

"Then, I'll measure Miss."

“Please do as you like. Haa..”

Behind the scenes, Radis could hear Yves Russell grumbling.

“'Haa'? I'm the one who should be sighing here. I'm a very busy person, but do I have to be here just to tell you to measure your clothes?”

In response to his sharp complaint, Radis looked towards the screen with a troubled expression.

It had been a long time since he had met her, so the overwhelming first impression and the evil rumors surrounding him had been forgotten.

'Marquis, you nagged too much ...'

In a grim voice, Radis replied.

"If you're so busy, please don't come here."

“And if I don't do it! You run! And when someone tries to frame you, you disappear!”

“...Because there is nothing I can do.”

Whether he was really angry or not, Yves Russell replied in a sarcastic tone.

“You have nothing to do? I'm not even thinking 24 hours is enough for your skin care, for styling your hair, your nails.”

'That must be done' is fun at first.

She did a facial with honey mixed with a little salt, bathed in goat's milk, and applied a lot of clay mixed herbs to her hair to quickly grow. They even put fake nails on him.

But it was just fun then, at first.

She couldn't wash her face with anything but milk, and she was trapped inside the house to keep her skin from getting too brown.

Her hair was like any other hair that would only grow at the same pace over time, but because she had to sit there with mud on her head in order to 'grow faster', it was because she had to sit there with mud on her head in order to 'grow faster', he could not resist his itching.

And fingernails. That's the worst.

Every time she wears long fake nails, she can't hold anything but thin cutlery.

"I hate them. Do I really need them?”

“Oli...!”

Suddenly aware of his surroundings, Yves Russell lowered the volume of his voice into a whisper.

“...Do you not want to meet Prince Olivier?”

Enraged at the mention of Olivier's name, Radis fell silent and lowered his head.

Finally defeating Radis' stubbornness, Yves Russell patted his shoulder with a satisfied face.

“Alright, Radis. I have a plan, so just trust me and follow me. First of all, we will measure you for today's dress. Okay?"

"…OK." Okay."

Inwardly, Radis could only say 'dead' while surrendering himself to the tailor's hand, his own arm stretched wide.

"Mrs, you don't have to worry!"

Hailing from the most famous boutique in the south named Saffron, a tailor named Celia personally came to the mansion for fittings. He pulled the measuring tape tightly and spoke.

"This angel will measure Lady perfectly!"

"It's okay if it's not perfect ..."

“No no, it will be the basic foundation of the production of dresses, so Lady's body must be perfectly measured to understand her strengths and weaknesses! I won't allow any mistakes, not even the slightest! ”

Celia swung the measuring tape like a whip and floated around Radis with it, on her neck, the width of her shoulders, the length of her lower arms, breasts, waist, buttocks, legs and feet.

Changing his posture as Celia ordered, Radis thought that it would be more efficient if they made him float or something.

After a while, the measurement was finally done and Celia took out a catalog with the cloth samples.

"Is there any color you want for your dress?"

“...As long as it is not pink....”.

Then from behind the scenes as if waiting impatiently back then, Yves Russell jumped to his feet and shouted.

“Silver, purple!”

"I understand, Your Majesty!"

Celia flips the thick pages of the catalog.

Then, he stopped at the courtyard where a sample of silver and purple cloth could be seen.

“The woman's skin color is slightly tanned, so I think it is better to avoid too bright silver color.”

"It depends on the color."

Marquis Russell walked over and took a closer look at the courtyard where the sample was attached.

Then, he took out a patch of silver, which looked like the color of Prince Olivier's hair, and a patch of purple, which was the same color as the prince's eyes.

Yves Russell asked Celia in a defiant tone.

"Can you do this? No matter what the cost.”

"Of course!"

Radis was only dumbfounded by the color selection.

'You are the one who only wears black clothes ...'

Then, the marquis approached him, then placed the cloth sample on his nape.

He could feel the gentle touch of the back of the man's hand grazing over the hair on his neck.

'Geli.'

He directed his gaze to a distant place and tried to think of other things.

'When I left the marquisate, I would definitely buy a wool mattress and a fur blanket. I want to take Brandon as well, but maybe that's not possible? If it was a marquisate chef, who had a lot of pride had been employed by Russell for generations…! I-Then I can eat as much as I can before I leave…!'

Finally, Marquis Russell backed out.

“Looks like this is gonna look better for you than I thought. Make about four dresses using this fabric.”

"Yes, of course, Your Majesty!"

"His design .. should suit him."

Yves Russell glanced at Radis, then he added.

"If you'd rather have anything other than what I ordered, you can buy as much as you want." - WEB."

"I'm fine"

"M-Mrs!"

Celia hastily cuts Radis and opens the catalogue of dress designs.

“See the design first and decide! Of course, I also brought an example of clothes you can wear!”

Did he see it wrong or was there a dangerous grin on Marquis Russell's lips?

“Of course, let's work hard to pay for our food.”

In the end, Radis was forced to spend the rest of the afternoon blankly staring at the design of his dress and shoes, his eyes like dead fish eyes. He also had to change clothes many times.

...* * *...

"I'm dying ..."

Allen smiled gently as he poured tea for Radis, who could barely escape Celia's grip.

“Is it too difficult? Aren't you having fun?”

“The dress looks beautiful, but to me.. well.”.

"Thul? I'm sure they'll look good for you. ”

"Not everything. I have short hair and uneven skin tone.”

“Your skin is not all bad. And your hair will grow quickly.”

Allen smiled as he said this.

“If you are too tired, do you want to take a break from your studies today?”

"No! I'm fine!"

He was drooping on the table right now, but he suddenly jumped up as his eyes glittered.

Radis loves to learn.

However, self-study was difficult in the Tilrod household.

The patriarch, in charge of the sons of Tilrod, was even more wary of Margaret. He was more afraid of her than Armano was of her matriarch.

In order not to be reprimanded, Radis must study without books and take classes while pretending not to know the answer.

"That's a relief. I found an interesting book for you, and I brought it here because I thought it would be a good and light read.”

Allen and Radis settle in a greenhouse where warm sunlight comes in.

Berry, the maid of the mansion, brought her a fragrant black tea and a very delicious looking custard cake.

With a crunchy outer layer with sprinkles of white confectioners sugar and a light cream filling full of delicious vanilla flavor, this became Radis's favorite dessert he had just discovered.

In a warm place, surrounded by beautiful scenery, he studied while enjoying a relaxing tea time.

Radis mood improved and she quickly forgot about the dress. With a big smile, he turned to Berry.

"Berry, thank you!"

Seeing Radis smile, Berry's chubby cheeks turned into strawberry color.

Berry, whose natural curly hair is tied into two braids, is the same waitress who shows Radis the way to Yves' room on the first day she lives in this mansion.

However, the marquisate maid looked rather unique.

Among them, Berry was really shy.

Even now, he took a few steps back to disappear quickly, while covering his face with a tray.

As soon as Berry passed the door and disappeared from view, Berry was heard screaming in the distance. 'Kyaa! What I did!'

Allen sighed as he looked at this.

"When will you all grow up ...?"

Allen only observed the attitude of the servants as they acted that way.

Radis didn't know why Berry always yelled, 'what to do!' every time he was with her, but he believed this was normal.

The servants of the mansion seemed to have a habit of shouting, 'what should I do!' sometimes, but other than that, everyone is very sweet and kind.

"Well, this is the book you're going to read today."

Allen put a book that had a colorful and beautiful cover on the table.

“〈 Adventure Prince Dantes ! This is a fairy tale book.”

"That's right. Have you read this before, Miss?”

Radis shook his head.

The Adventures of Prince Dantes is a fairy tale about the life of Dantes Arpend, a true hero who founded the empire.

As the first emperor, the imperial family itself produced a fairy tale and sent it as a gift to the children of powerful nobles.

The Tilrod family also had the same fairy tale book and had been passed down from generation to generation. It was so worn that the cover had to be replaced several times.

And Jade only allowed the eldest son, David, to read it.

However, since David just threw it under his bed secretly without opening the cover, Jade took it back.

“This book is considered as a gift that symbolizes the relationship of each family with the imperial family, but its content is very interesting. That Fire Sword also appeared here.”

Allen winked.

Radis' eyes sparkled as his posture was upright as the Fire Sword was mentioned.

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t/n: not relevant to this chapter, but Radis loves custard cake makes me crave a snack of Korean pudding made by orion.