The Fake Princess's Soul Contract Duke

Chapter 30: Suspicion

"Miss, what about the latest collection coming out this spring, don't you want to see it first?"

Alianora who was looking at some design books in front of her, only turned her head slightly and immediately felt no interest at all.

Alianora immediately turned her face towards the designer, to push back the thick book towards him, saying with a smile, "Sorry, it seems like I still want to see another one."

But the designer did not give up, he again brought another design book before Alianora.

"If this is Miss? This is our limited collection, very popular among noble teenagers like you, miss."

"Sorry, is there anything else?"

"What if this? Our most popular collection?

"I'm sorry, if the others?"

"Um, this one, miss?

"Sorry, everyone else?

Then, the designer again brought the other collections before Alianora, so it continued until Alianora was bored.

There were about forty-five minutes since his arrival in the duchess's room to look around at the clothes, there were probably five times that Alianora said that, but the clothes he saw were all the same, and it all made his eyes a little wrenching.

Whether this was on purpose or not, but Alianora began to assume that maybe the duchess deliberately did this so that Alianora began to get tired and not buy clothes, so that later she could say, "Oh it's your fault, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you're not, who told you to have a taste that is too high, then know yourself!"

Indeed it was rather childish and impossible to think with logic, but Alianora could not stand it anymore. His mind and mind are so tired of seeing these clothes that are not modeled in front of him.

He doubted the taste of today's man, did it fall that low?

Alianora understood, that sometimes the clothes are adjusted to gender, but how can all the expensive dresses in front of this all light pink, if not flashy red, white, and white, or a bright blue. He doesn't think it out.

Plus, all the dresses did not have a simple design, all of them had intricate patterns with gems as large as colorful metal coins, and also lace-up that covered almost all parts of the shirt, he said, Alianora only thought one thing, that she would never wear the clothes that would kill her.

"Did you still not find what you like?"

Annabeth put her teacup on the table, looking back at Alianora who was sitting on the long sofa next to her. Her tone was slightly faint, and Alianora knew that this woman who had always been impatient with her, was running out of patience for her. But Alianora pretended to be unconscious, who did she invite Alianora from the beginning?

"Ah, not yet mother. It seems, there is still no one suitable for me."

Hah, you think I want to use this trash in public? If you want, just wear it yourself, I don't!

"Haa, then hurry, don't choose too much."

Alianora smiles.

"Okay, mother, a little more."

Tch, so don't call these ugly designers. Just wasting my time.

Featuring dresses like this, Alianora was sure that the eyes of the nobles in this country were so blind that they wanted to wear them.

What if the edges of the new dress she was supposed to wear were like this? Mending Alianora was wearing Thalia's worn old dress, it looked better.

Embarrassing, and what did that designer say? Are these dresses popular right now? Is the world completely upside down?

If Estelle had bought a dress here yesterday, and she had bought 'popular' dresses like this, Alianora could only imagine how disgusting Estelle would look later.

In his lap, Alianora continued to flip through page after page of that design book. The various patterns of the tawdry dress she passed by without waiting, it made a loud sound 'shelf!srak!' filled the room, until the young designer's face was slightly sweaty.

Then Alianora arrived at the last page of the book and she was still disappointed.

Haa, it seems like here is also as close as possible. Ah, that's enough, I'd rather just wear a dress that's covered, anyway, than linger here, my head so much dizzy.

Alianora was about to close the book, but a dress design on the corner of the page, took her attention. She noticed the design of the dress for a while which was only rough lines that had not been given details and colors, the picture was also small and seemed to be an unfinished design.

The young designer looked at Alianora in confusion, then followed Alianora's gaze to the design pattern, instantly widening his eyes and taking the book from Alianora's hands to hold her tightly.

With a reddened face, the designer spoke stammeringly, "N-m-miss, uhm, that, anu, d-design that, that design is not yet, miss!"

Alianora found a light in the darkness. According to him, instead of not being finished, the design was even a hundred times better than the hundreds of designs he had seen since.

Of course, Alianora would not let the nice dress slip past her face just like that, even though the expression of the designer in front of her was about to cry.

"Not yet? But as far as I can see, it's fitting. I want that one."

"But, lady, here, this design was created by our inexperienced designer, miss."

Alianora looked at the designer figure in front of her who looked pitying with a flat gaze. According to him, the dress that is tacky and not modeled was designed by amateur designers, and the dress he chose was designed by professional designers.

Annabeth glanced at Alianora, "It's up to you, which is important hurry up and don't waste any more time."

I should have told you that!

"N-miss...."

"The party is still one week away, surely you can make it on time right?"

Alianora smiled satisfied with her discovery. She was happy to finally be able to get a dress that not only matched, but was good as well.

With this, she didn't need to step on her pride for wearing a worn-out dress, or humiliate her face for wearing a tacky dress that made her vomit.

*******

After she had finished choosing the dress, Alianora only realized that she had roughly spent an hour, so from the duchess's room, she had to rush to the library to start her theology class.

Fortunately when he reached the library, Cardinal Luxio had also just arrived, and only gave him a warm smile. Classes are going on as usual.

From theology class, Alianora only had an hour until Marchioness Rocheleau arrived, and began her dance lessons. With such a short time, Alianora only had time to have breakfast for a while, before returning busy.

Fortunately she was a little amused by her new dress this morning, but still she felt tired.

Alianora could not help but complain, let alone her life since long ago had never been preoccupied until like this.

Since the plot of fate was no longer the same, everything became out of control, it made him tired of thinking about how to control it. But what can he do but live it?

"Mary, how? Is there a reply?"

Mary who was cleaning Alianora's dinner plate just shook her head.

"Yet, miss. Last night I didn't see him."

Alianora rolled her eyes, and sighed, while eating her mango pudding lazily at the dinner table.

"Huh, not yet? Tch, I don't know what that guy did. Never mind Mary, just keep watching."

It had been four days since he had sent a letter to Archmage Othima, but there was still no news. Clearly, this made Alianora even more hurried.

He could not forget how the priests looked in the room at Kalisto at that time, anyway he was very unwilling to follow the wishes of them all.

If he's late, then it's all over.

Alianora did not have a good feeling about it at all.

The more days Alianora felt there was something strange about it all.

Everything was completely wrong, but he still could not tell where his mistake was.

The cathedral, no, the church, it looks like something is not right there, but so far, he still hasn't found anything odd with the church.

Alianora will not let down her guard.

In Thalia's three deaths, all three were supported by the church, but why?

If Thalia was the Apostle Soul, as a church, they should have protected her, but why?

What did the highest figure of the church at the time, Pope Galatea do?

Now in retrospect, why was it that the one who sentenced Thalia and her family was the 'that' Cardinal, not Pope Galatea? Shouldn't such a great punishment be passed by him?

"Where is he?"

Alianora muttered to herself while eating her mango pudding.

"Miss, soon Marchioness Rocheleau will arrive. Don't you want to get ready first?"

Mary's voice woke Alianora from her long daydream, and she immediately smiled.

True too, he was more often worried about something that would not necessarily happen in the future, until forgetting that in a moment, his head would again hurt.

Whether it was a rumor or not, Marchioness Rocheleau seemed to be a slightly eccentric person, but Alianora still wished that she was not that person.

He should prepare mentally and be patient.

How will her first dance class begin?