
The queue of nobles who wanted to convey a greeting to the emperor and empress grew increasingly depleted. After the respectful salute and the last person finished, the emperor and empress rose from her seat then parted ways after exchanging a few words.
Suddenly the sea of humans that were strewn around every corner of the hall naturally separated from the two types, male and female. The door of the hall to the left opened, the empress walked towards the door. Surprisingly the women began to follow the empress behind her.
"The time has come."
"Yes?"
"Tea parties for women, and political discussions for men." Jordan's voice was indifferent.
"Should I?" Sofia hesitates.
Jordan nodded.
"Go away. Simply by showing your face, drinking tea and eating sweet foods. You'll love it."
Jordan pulls Sofia's hand closer. Then she led Sofia to the door that the women had passed through.
"Go before you fall behind. It won't be long, don't be so nervous. Sofia had a higher standing than all the women present."
Sofia nodded slowly. Honestly, he doesn't know what happened, what to do and what not. Sofia's feelings were mixed. He clearly remembered that Jordan mentioned the women's special tea party, but he wasn't ready at all.
"It won't be long, I'll be here waiting for Sofia. If Sofia feels unable, Sofia can leave. Your position allows you to do anything." Jordan untied their hands then pushed Sofia through the door.
With doubt Sofia took her steps. But before passing through the doorway, Sofia turned around. Jordan's still there, look at it.
"Jordan, I'll be fine. Jordan please enjoy the time."
Showing a stout face with a beautiful smile of her mainstay, Sofia passed through that door. A door leading out, a beautiful garden was seen. Not the main palace garden Sofia had ever seen, but a garden with large trees growing. A long table and a chair were laid.
All dishes are served and arranged neatly. Teapots and decorated cups have been placed in front of the women who have their own seats.
Sofia was the last to enter.
His lentic eyelashes fluttered. He scans around by finding the ownerless chair, the only one. That chair up ahead, close to Janetta.
Cold sweat immediately soaked Sofia's hands. Obviously he was nervous. He was considering sitting down or coming back. But it was impossible to go back, in a room full of men and their chatter. Sedangkat in front of him was a line of women who stared at him with instinct without exception.
A difficult choice. In the middle of his mind that was raging a soft and low voice broke the daydream. The sound of footsteps approaching sounded.
"Greetings Your Majesty, meet me Marianne Ovell, Baron Henry Ovell is my husband."
Sofia won with respect. "Include me Sofia Hexalios."
"It's nice to meet the Duchess, please sit in your seat Your Majesty."
Slowly Baroness Ovell led Sofia to an empty seat. The chair was his. Sofia's gaze fell on Janetta sitting alone on the very end of the chair. Sofia widened her dress then lowered her head in salute before sitting down. He said a short thank you, Baroness Ovell sat a few seats away from her.
It seemed that the seat was sorted resuscitated their peerage title.
After everyone sat down. Tea served. Sofia has no desire to be familiar with everyone including Janetta who is the main character today.
He just wanted to drink tea eat a snack then leave. Just like Jordan said.
"Don't worry about anything."
Sofia sighed then straightened her back. He lifted his cup slowly. Inhaling the aroma of tea and then sipping it.
Tasty.
But not as good as the tea in the Hexalios mansion. It seemed that he was already used to whatever he received in that house. Anything on the outside looks bland.
The cake was thrown out in the second round. Surprisingly one plate of strowberry cheeseecake was placed in front of him. Sofia's eyes widened.
"You're gonna love it." Jordan's words are rang.
His favorite snack. A cake that was never absent was present during his leisure break at the mansion. He likes it better because Koko Hexalios makes it really well. It's better than anything he's ever eaten.
Sofia's enthusiasm is rising. He grabbed the small plate closer then took a fork. When the fork tip almost hit the food, a voice surprised him.
"It seems the Duchess is an outspoken person."
Sofia raised her head and immediately knew it was the voice of Janetta, the main character today.
Confused by Janetta's words which seemed to be a reprimand, Sofia circulated her gaze. Only she held a fork with eyes full of ambition to the food in front of her, whereas the other women were reluctant to enjoy the food in front of them. Even they tend to be indifferent.
Then what should he do? Isn't all this served up for eating? Sofia wet her lips and then replied.
"Duke said to enjoy this tea party, sorry if I made a mistake Your Majesty. I just obeyed my husband." Sofia honest.
That's what it is. What he lied for. Janetta says she's an outspoken person. Janetta's face hardened. His smile disappeared.
"Geez, the Duchess is very noble. I envy being a fellow woman." Small calls came from the women.
Sofia turned to them and smiled. It seems that his speech caused ripples.
"Then we will also enjoy this event as a dedication to my husband. Looks like my husband also wants her like Duke Hexalios." The voice at the end of the chair was clearly heard.
The table is decorated with seating facing each other. In total there were ten people facing each other and one person was sitting apart. She is the one who has the crown today, Empress Janetta de Elderbar.
Sofia smiled faintly then moved her fork again. As if ignoring the whispers of the women who followed him. They enjoy each other's.
"Oh my goodness, did the dress you were wearing come from the Butterfly Fox fashion house?"
Perhaps due to the liquid looking atmosphere, the women chatted casually.
Sofia stopped her hand from cutting off her cheesecake strowberry then raised her head.
"Ah right, I hardly recognize him. I have seen the design recently. But then there was news if Butterfly Fox stopped booking the dress for a while. Finally I know the reason, Duchess is the reason." Another woman responded with sparkling eyes.
Social life is hard. Sofia directly did not answer only the one with the biggest smile.
"Duke turned out to be very considerate of the Duchess." Another voice followed.
"It's lucky to be Duchess to know two great men in Elderbar." Baroness Ovell.
'Oh..'
A boisterous voice immediately exploded. The women assented with nods and timid smiles.
Sofia's eyes were perfectly rounded. He almost spewed out what he had just swallowed. He understands the direction of this conversation.
"That's what I'm with the Duchess."
Sofia's heart was blown away instantly. Looked cracked face everywhere.
Isn't this too familiar to be called a formal tea party? Sofia swallowed her scream. It seemed like the position as Duchess Hexalios was just a joke to them. Their intentions were obvious, making fun of him.
"It seems to Lady misunderstood. My relationship with His Majesty the Emperor is not like that." Sofia tried to explain.
"Of course we know the Duchess, you are a lucky woman. If it were me, I would still choose to be Duchess." The woman at the very end in a bright yellow dress exclaimed. Everyone turned towards him.
Without warning, everything nodded.
"Aretul after all it was Duke Hexalios. The Duke seems to love the Duchess very much, just look at the whole event the Duke's view can not be separated from the Duchess."
Superfluity.
Sofia glanced at Janetta. Lying if he doesn't listen to this conversation. His face is not defined. Like an actress who is good at hiding her emotions. Is he not offended? Sofia made her own conclusions in her head, what these women said was that it was better to choose Jordan than Alex.
He was beyond belief calm. So Sofia diverted her back. He wasn't the one who started this conversation. So let's have a little fun.
"My husband, well, is a little generous." Sofia answered suddenly.
"Geez, Duchess, really?"
The waves go back up.
"Duke is so generous, he loves the Duchess so much. It seems like the Duke is paying close attention to the Duchess's appearance. After all today was the Duchess's first appearance in a social setting."
"Duke is a caring person." Answer Sofia slowly.
It's fun to follow the flow they create. It's nothing more than a mere pleasantry. If there is anything to be proud of why not. All nobles like to eat rumors, even insignificant rumors.
What they say is true. Sofia was lucky, Jordan was indeed generous and considerate.
"The Duchess turned out to be a fun person, why are you showing up now? At least we can get in a relationship or hang out with a tea party." The woman sitting in front of Sofia replied. The young woman who had closed her mouth was now powerless by the tidal wave.
"Rubber. Must be hard not to stay in the palace before? Being a Duchess is better than being married but has an unclear relationship. Whatever the reason we deserve to be happy, right?"
Clack.
A loud bang sounded. Everyone shut their mouths.
The women looked towards the source of the voice. Janetta's. The graceful mask he was wearing had cracked. I don't know since when. Even Sofia who was dissolving on the waves did not notice him anymore.
Isn't this like a subtle seclusion? Not involving anyone in the conversation. It is clear who the host is.
"Ah sorry Your Majesty, we are so interested in the Duchess that we unconsciously speak unnecessarily." Someone was trying to melt the clumsy atmosphere.
"What are you trying to say?" Janetta asked in a slightly high tone.
No one answered.
"Are you trying to compare His Majesty the Emperor to Duke Hexalios? or are you trying to compare me to him?" Janetta's chin points to Sofia.
Her eyes fiery. Seems he's offended. Implicitly, women are trying to talk nonsense about Jordan and Alex. But it's surprising that Janetta misunderstood him and Sofia. Even Sofia was unable to catch that prejudice. Comparing her to Janetta. Yes, he clearly lost.
Who is crowned now? Janetta's. Who became the queen? Janetta's. Who does Alex approve and choose? Janetta's. Not Sofia. So the lucky one is Janetta, she's the mother of the Elderbar people.
Sofia manages her emotions and then tries to open her mouth.
"I apologize on behalf of the..."
Byurs.
"Oh my God!" Shouts sounded.
Sofia's eyelashes fluttered, a pungent sense of heat felt. Her lips that opened instantly froze as her gaze fell on Janetta who was watering the tea was mugged on her.
"Who gave you permission to open your mouth! You are shameless! Fucking woman!" Let Janetta then throw the glass to the table.
The screams were heard again. The women stood up from their seats. The atmosphere became cramped. Sofia dazed. What just happened.
'Ouch!' Sofia felt a great pain in her neck to the front of her chest. Looks like the hot tea water hit his neck and then flowed to his chest. He tried to stand up but could not. His body was shaking violently.
"Only by looking at you do I feel sick! You're crazy ja*ang!" Janetta's anger flared to see Sofia who was silent.
Sofia doesn't even know what she did wrong. If he stays silent, he doesn't know what Janetta will do to him. It is better to go and avoid unwanted things.
Sofia stand. He lowered his head a little lower. Confess wrong and apologize.
Not a helping hand or a kind word, a slap floated on his left cheek.
Plaque.
Sofia's body fell down. The pain soon spread to his cheeks. Sofia held onto her cheek and tried to hold back her tears.
"I told you to shut that dirty mouth of yours!" Janetta's voice is back.
Why is he treated like this. He was wrong so he had to be treated badly.
"Sophy!" A familiar voice sounded.
Sofia who was dazed with a falling position on the floor looked up. That's Jordan. The man who was always there for her. The tears that she hands were pushed out just like that.
Seeing her approaching made her cry break.
"What's going on?"
Jordan immediately grabbed her body and then hugged her.
Sofia's body trembled violently. His eyes were blurred by tears. All she felt was Jordan's body embracing her.
The memory of his life being dreamt of, Alex and Felix turn around again until his vision blurs. Tight chest.
Sofia fainted.
The last he heard was Jordan's shout and the hustle and bustle of the shaken tea party room.
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