"It's a pleasure to meet you."
Mary also thanked Luke for her elegance.
He's big enough to be intimidating. Strong side and low voice. But I guess the roots are of a gentleman's character, the tone is polite, and I can see they're trying to scare the women across the street.
Bertina, standing next to him by contrast, remains the same, greeting Mary, but her gaze remains directed at Addy. On the contrary, I said I wanted to finish my greeting or dance with Addy.
"Bertina, don't be rude."
"Alas, at the Albert family, I heard that Mary and the others dance with different partners. He also said that Addy had danced with Alicia, Parfett and, on the contrary, Patrick. Then you can dance with me, right?
Addy shows the colour of confusion to Bertina, who insists on staring up at Addy.
She said no to the look on her face, but I guess she also thinks that hostility toward Mary would be better now if she said no. Among other things, tonight's party will be hosted by the Baltez family, and we cannot afford Bertina as his relative.
Mary wondered what was wrong with this, too.
"Right, Addy. Go out with him for one song."
and flaunted his shoulders.
Given the position of both, it would be a good idea to give up a song and make it easy.
"I'm in awe. But lady... no, dear Mary, after that"
"I know. Dance with me."
"Then it's with me afterwards! Dear Mary!"
"Then I'm going. Master Bertina, please come this way.... Alicia, you came in sara but I'm not giving in! Dear Patrick, if you don't want to dance with me, keep Alicia properly!
Push on Patrick - Patrick's "do good for it. That's always a good thing," the reply drifts with their uncut cuts - Addy gives Bertina a hand. When I say the happy look of Bertina, who lays her hands on that hand, I'm not good at the look I put on Mary.
Don't you just say you took it from me?
If I saw those two, I sighed when Luke told me at all.
From him, my fiancée invited another man in front of me. Instead of being disrespectful, it's not strange to take it as an insult and break the engagement right now.
But now Luke doesn't have the color of anger or the way he tries to blame Bertina. On the contrary, he has bowed his head sorry for Mary and encouraged her to move the place to want to talk a little.
Luke takes me and leaves the mansion for the garden.
Mary tries to complain about Alicia and Patrick following, naturally...... I stopped. If Addy is dancing with Bertina, and Mary and Luke are talking in the middle of that, they could make extra rumors.
If there were more than one, it would still be taken as a chat.... and my stomach is getting worse and I'm starting to get irritated by the discomfort. Alone. If Mary doesn't want to talk about it, it's going to hit Luke eight times.
If Mary turns her gaze to him while thinking about it, she has apologized again for this one together with exasperating.
"The Baltez family in Bertina and my family have long been cordial and seem to have long decided to let both families marry once they have a man and a woman. So Bertina had decided to be engaged to me before she was born. More than ten years away with me..."
"Well, I was"
"Because of that, both Bertina's parents and her own adore her and spoil her..."
"So you're that poor girl."
Mary nods convinced.
In a world where political marriage is not uncommon, few courtiers have decided who to marry before they are born, like Bertina.
And the parents of the world spoil them out of some hindsight while leaving the fiancée of the child warrant to their own discretion. Do you have the idea of "my fiancée is also decided," or do you meditate on some of my slightest sweetness?
Among other things, the difference between Bertina and Luke's age is more than ten years apart, and their parents may have had that burden.
Mary and I were temporarily engaged to Patrick without any consideration of our intentions. My parents let me go free when it came to breaking up, but if I was bad enough, I could have been daughter-in-law to the Albert family for prosperity and to someone more than a turn away from me.
With that in mind, I am also convinced that Bertina will become my daughter and then become hostile to Mary.
If her previous life liked Addy in Dralogy, it's still true.
Luke is a strong, physically fit, intimidating man. Addy and I have a different lineage. If, among other things, Bertina was in love with "Addy in Dralogy," I'm sure she prefers young people who live in delicacy and misery. Unfortunately, Luke is unlikely to apply. - When it comes to delicate and distressing things, Addy himself doesn't apply at all.
Love doesn't come true, and then he gets daughter-in-law by a distant man of no preference at all...... The result is harassment of Mary, or eight hits.
Mary sighed more than that.
"I thought of Bertina like a sister myself, and until I got married, I was as free and spoiled as I could. But I can't believe I did that in front of Mary..."
"I don't mind, but you're in trouble, too."
She was forced to marry my younger miserable maid, after which she sold the fight to the famous maid and invited her husband to a dance in front of her.
The surroundings may have spoiled Bertina as a 'bride to a distant man of his age for a political marriage', but if you try from Mary, Luke is the one who wants to pity the 'son of a troublesome maid pushed'.
Luke clasped his shoulder with a bitter smile as to whether that had been on his face.
"I think the Bertina thing is cute, and I have no complaints about this engagement.... That's why I get jealous"
"Jealous?"
"Yep. Earlier, I should have stopped Bertina as my fiancée, but I got jealous of Master Addy"
Luke scratches his head when it's embarrassing.
Did Patrick decide that punching him in the chest should comfort him as the same man? Mary stared blinking at such interaction with her pussy.
I get jealous...... is jealousy, or jealousy. Luke said he was jealous of Addy as required by Bertina, even if he knew Addy had no intention of doing so, or understood that it was not the case.
"But I'm engaged to Mr. Bertina, so you don't have to be jealous."
"It's something that doesn't either. It's an embarrassing story, but even if you know it in your head, your heart won't follow you."
"... my heart"
Listen to Luke and Mary drops her gaze on her chest. It is decorated with red flowers. It's a flower decorated with Addy.
But now the flower is in Bertina's sight, dancing with him. Maybe multiply the dance, Bertina's holding on to Addy. As long as you pretend to have stepped off your feet, Addy should support whoever you're dealing with.
If you think about it, the chest decorating the flowers feels strange.
Doesn't the unspeakable rush seem to melt in from the flowers and torment the chest? Unexpectedly pressing my chest doesn't make it any easier.
"... you're also sagging your stomach by mistake of flowers as food? Misunderstood.... but the dishes decorated with fresh flowers are nice. Let's make a suggestion for a migratory bowl shop dessert."
If Mary squeals about such a thing, Luke calls me by name to see what's wrong.
Mary returned to me in his worried voice, shaking her head gently and scratching off the clutter in her head - the menu proposal named -.