The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 82

Elena briefly considered Redfield's invitation, and then made a decision. Redfield and Elena have never been able to get on good terms with each other. When Carlisle became emperor, Redfield was one of the first to be removed. If the opposite happened, the case would be the same.

Other than not being able to fight openly, there was no reason to attend the party in the midst of an already full political battle. Elena has a bad feeling. He turns to Michael and removes the invitation from his desk.

"Please tell him that I'm too busy with wedding preparations to accept."

"Ah, is it alright to ignore the invitation from the Imperial Family?"

So far, Michael had received many types of invitations, but this was the first time someone had been sent to him directly from an envoy of the Imperial Palace. Elena will soon be part of the family, and she worries that she will cause a breach.

“I will not change my schedule to attend. Even if it was a party hosted by the Second Prince himself. ”

Exceptionally exclusive Redfield parties. Many kinds of rumors swirled about them, but a common theme was, "When you attend a party it hosts, you know what heaven is." Access was very high for the young nobles who wanted to experience different pleasures. However, Elena had little interest in such entertainment, let alone when Redfield was her enemy.

"Yes, woman. I'll tell him that you can't accept the invitation. "

"Thank you."

Michael out of the room. Elena felt some discomfort, but soon faded after she rejected the invitation. He had no time to worry about anything else and look around at the paper on his desk.

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The date arrives when Elena and Mirabelle stop by Anco to see the wedding dress. Elena, who found herself immersed in planning, was relieved to finally go outside.

"Ahhh–"

Elena breathed in a satisfying breath of fresh air. He could feel that the season was changing. Mirabelle, who was walking with her hands, smiled.

"Spring is coming soon."

"I'm glad the weather's getting warmer." "I'm glad the weather's getting warmer." "I'm glad the weather's getting warmer."

Elena is worried about Mirabelle's health, but Mirabelle interprets her sister's words in a different way.

"I also. For weddings in Bellouet Square, spring is better than winter. ”

"I don't mind outside, but there are guests to consider as well."

"And even though the wedding dress was beautiful, but it was not practical at all. You can easily catch a cold if you stand outside wearing it. ”

Mirabelle revealed more worries lately, and Elena smiled at the attention of her adorable little sister.

"Yes you're right."

In the past, it was Elena's responsibility to lecture Mirabelle, but now that changed little by little. Elena felt very proud to see her sister grow up.

"In hindsight, Mirabelle, you're a little taller now."

"Oh really? Thankfully. I am very short, I wish I was taller. "

"You are still beautiful and young."

"… I don't want to look young."

For a moment, Mirabelle put a grim smile on her face. It was so different from her usual expression that Elena's eyes could only widen. His sister suddenly looked very mature. Elena asked carefully,

"Is there someone you don't want to look young?"

"O-oh no, there's nothing like that!"

Mirabelle hurriedly waved her hand in denial, but Elena could not help but notice her strange behavior. He looked at Mirabelle with a suspicious look.

"You should tell me if you have someone like that."

"Cih, you're having an affair with the Crown Prince …"

"It's not like that!"

Her contract relationship with Carlisle was far from the romantic dream Mirabelle dreamed of. Moreover, Elena could not imagine sending her precious sister to another man, no matter how rich, handsome, or desirable she was. He values his brother more than anything in the world. Mirabelle smiled at the sudden seriousness of Elena's face.

“Alright, I understand. I can see the clothing store now. Let's go in."

Mirabelle pulled Elena's hand forward. As usual, Mirabelle melted the dark corners of Elena's mind.

Kkiigeu–'s

They opened the door that read "Sailor Anco," and when they entered they found Mrs Mitchell waiting for them.

"Ah, you're finally here. Thank you so much for coming back. ”

Mrs Mitchell greeted them with more respect than before, and Elena also noticed the staff members lined up behind her. It is inevitable that their treatment will change. On their last visit, Elena and Mirabelle were only Count's daughters, but now Elena would become the Crown Princess of Ruford Empire. Elena graciously returned the greeting of Madam Mitchell.

“Thank you for welcoming me. Where can I see a sample of wedding dresses? "

Elena didn't have much free time, so she got straight to the point. Mrs Mitchell, quick in taking, leading and answering.

“We prepare it first. Follow me this way. "

The sisters followed Mrs Mitchell in. Clothing stores, with subtle lighting and antique designs, are largely unchanged except for the strange silence in the air. In the past, it was so busy that the sewing machine operated right on the first floor.

"Sounds like no one's here?"

"Yes. We decided not to accept anyone today because I am hosting a very important guest. Now it's quieter, so please feel comfortable. ”

The important guest he was talking about was clearly Elena. He was unfamiliar with this kind of preferential treatment, but he maintained his level of expression. Making an imperial wedding dress was a great opportunity to tell many nobles about Anco. The shop was already famous, but this would be an opportunity to soar to higher ground.

Mrs Mitchell finally stopped walking when they reached the most secluded innermost room.

"Please come in."

Mrs Mitchell opened the door.

Ttogagging.

As Elena stepped inside, she saw someone she never expected to see here. He stopped dead, and Mirabelle's head appeared from behind him.

"Brother in-law!"

Elena could not hide her shock as Mirabelle ran towards Carlisle. He sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed and his usual air of pride about him. It was a unique charisma that was only issued by the Crown Prince.

“You have finally arrived. ”

"Yes, I came with my sister, but it seems that you were here first. ”

Mirabelle showed no signs of being surprised to see her here. Elena was the only one in the room who felt like she had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

Mirabelle answered before Carlisle could.

“I sent her a message today saying we'll see your wedding dress. I said that if he had time, the two of you could look together and vote, but I don't expect him to be here. ”

Elena looked towards Carlisle for confirmation, and she nodded.

“I have a free schedule today. I want to know about my wedding dress. ”

At least he could tell Elena. He looked at her, left.

"Other times, please let me know beforehand. ”

"I plan to tell you when you contact me. But for some reason you never did. ”

Hearing her strange words, Elena still harbored a feeling of doubt.

"Do you really mean it?"

“Of course. ”

He denied it, but somehow he didn't believe it. Mirabelle looked at them with sparkling eyes from the side.

“First, you should share your words slowly while looking at the wedding dress. ”

Hearing her words, Carlisle relaxed and subtly patted the chair by her side.

"Bagc . ”

There was seduction in every little gesture he made. Elena wasn't the only one who felt the same way, and even Mrs Mitchell stood up with a red face behind her. Carlisle's presence was enough to thrill even a middle-aged woman. Elena hesitated for a moment, but immediately sat down next to Carlisle. This is the place from now on.

"G . ”

Mrs Mitchell struggled to cool her red face and spoke again in a polite voice.

"I will show you the five wedding dresses we have prepared. ”

It was more of a dress than Elena had expected.

"Do you have five of them?"

"Oh yes . Thanks to the prompt and precise orders of this young lady, we have been working as fast as possible. If you don't like the five we have, we can make a new design. ”

Mirabelle, who was sitting before Elena, nodded.

"We didn't have much time until the wedding, so I asked her to do five designs that would suit you. If you don't like them, then you don't have to sign a contract. ”

Elena did not expect this much progress, and she felt grateful to Mirabelle for exceeding her expectations. There must be a reason why his sister chose this place, even though they had received estimates from several different stores. Anco will take the loss of four other dresses that are not for sale, but they are determined to make a dress for the Crown Princess. After quickly understanding the situation, Elena wondered what dress she had prepared.

"Let's see . ”

Madame Mitchell went up to the small stage and pulled the curtain.

Chwaleuleuleugeu–

Five beautiful wedding dresses on the mannequins are revealed to them. Elena's red eyes widened, and even Mirabelle sighed in admiration.

"Wow . ”

The white dresses glittered luxuriously, each with a different design. One revealed a collarbone to emphasize feminine beauty, while the other boasted splendor with a generous skirt. And there was even one that was very different from the others with a mixture of white and gold embroidery.

Elena had not attended many weddings, but she had never seen a wedding dress more beautiful than the five in front of her. It is impossible to choose the best among the five. Mrs Mitchell felt proud after seeing Elena and Mirabelle's reaction. It was the best work of his life. The dresses produced for the imperial ball were taken from popular designs, but this was unlike anything she created. She felt proud of herself because she had made this dress with all her heart, but when she saw their reaction with her own eyes, she felt more confident.

“They are all very pretty, although I can't decide which one is best. What do you like best, Elena? ”

Elena could not easily respond to that question.

"I love them all . ”

She tried to imagine herself wearing every dress in Bellouet Square. Carlisle, who had been silent all this time, chimed in.

“I think we already have the answer. ”

Everyone's attention turned to him. Inevitably Elena wondered which dress Carlisle liked.

"Which one do you like best, Caril?"

"Do I have to decide that?"

Elena wasn't the only one confused by the answer. Mirabelle and Madame Mitchell turned around looking curiously as well. Carlisle continued in a lethargic voice.

“I'll buy everything. ”

Elena and Mirabelle's eyes widened together. Mrs Mitchell was also stunned, but in a different way. Inside, she was excited enough that she could dance. He opened his lips with a trembling voice.

"Yes, Your Honor, that means …?"

“Thank you for making my wedding dress. Please wrap everything you have shown us and send it to Blaise's house. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Mrs Mitchell seemed happy enough to cry. Elena quickly recovered and turned to Carlisle in a whispering voice.

“Single bride dress can be used. I don't need five of them. ”

“You like everything. Everything looks right for you, and you can wear it even when it's not your wedding day. ”

"But-"

Before Elena could protest any further, Carlisle turned to Mirabelle.

"What do you think, sister-in-law?"

“... Sister-in-law is the best. ”

Mirabelle gave him a small thumb, and Carlisle could not help but smile thinly.

Currently responsible for everyone's reaction — Mirabelle was impressed, Elena was embarrassed, and Madame Mitchell was overjoyed. Among them, only Carlisle continued with an unperturbed expression.

"Is there anything else you've prepared?"

Mrs Mitchell thought it would end with five dresses, and she quickly calmed down.

"Yes yes! The others are just pictures, but I will show you the design now. ”

Elena had already experienced it a few times, but the scale of Carlisle's wealth was completely beyond imagination.