(Much worse than I thought!!
... and Aurora was to scream inside.
Time is finally a sunset night. It is a separate residence of the Loomis family at a time when the heat during the day is soothing and a pleasant cool breeze blows in through the large open windows.
That hall of the Loomis family, a leading family member in the New Royalty, was renovated by a small detachment that was given to it by a king several generations ago, and it seems to be a place to use it in a way that resembles a welcome hotel. It was a dazzling and luxurious building that once welcomed the royal family, and the hall where the night club was open was magnificent enough to seem a little excessive, with large windows and mirrors in luxury.
The light overflowing like stardust from a starry chandelier soothes the shadows of the people crossing the great hall like a leaking day. The orchestra is also top notch, commanded by a well-known musician, and the violinist is a man also known as a seller in the King's Capital. The dresses of the women reflected on the floors of the polished parquet were glossy, of course following the tip of the fashion, and the intention of the participants to hang on to this night club could be seen. It is a magnificence that no one or he seems to compare to the nightclub of the Duke's house.
If it was the usual night club, Aurora must have spent some time there blindfolded and never tired of the beginning to the end, looking at the embroidery of the dress. But just today, it wasn't the other way around.
(... you were sweet looking at the self-declaration that you don't like to socialize!!
"I didn't expect to see a young lion from the Clavis family at a nightclub!
"Hi."
"Is this an invitation for a young lady from the Loomis family?
"Yes."
(... Dear Clavis, I've only spoken one word at a time since earlier!
Yes, her partner, Felix Ile-Les-Clavis, is not good at socializing.
It was followed in various ways that it was not self-proclaimed, exaggerated, or anything but a mere fact. Aurora held her head if she could, and even wanted to wander around. Not so long ago, Felix's 'ice prince' plenty was terrible.
The moment he stepped into the night club, for a moment the hall quieted back and caught his attention to the point where nothing but the sound of the orchestra and service disappeared. The stirring of the ladies who saw Aurora's dress also sprung up, but quickly scratched out when he came to say a very brief, albeit unskilled greeting to the hosting (which made him awesome to the Eur il Les Loomis, who was next to the Marquis).
When the son of a leading hostile faction arrives, he says his surroundings are watching over him all, but the only short words that cool voices spin with a cold-hued, right-handed face are those that don't say they're interested. Beyond the faction's differences, I can hardly gaze at the ladies who send their gaze with their breasts raised to his beauty. I respond to elderly and superior greetings with polite stereotypes, but I don't wave the conversation myself, because it's just something that occasionally cracks my consciousness with the glass of my right hand and my fiancée on my left arm, and so I look terribly indifferent and faceless when I say that his every step of the way takes my surrounding eyes and exposes me to the topic on the spot.
I see. Surely this would be an irresistible bare gesture to be told that it is' cold as ice 'or' not connected as the moon '.
But the reality is that people are familiar and poorly spoken.
(I have to do something about this... right? Oh, what a torture to not be able to spend so much time watching embroidery at such a luxurious night club)
Nevertheless, it's just not a good idea to stay like this. While desperately remembering the excerpts from the noble yearbook slapped by Mrs. Clavis, Aurora pours a quantity of magic into her ear decorations that she does not have. It was in the carriage to go that I was taught how to pour, but the ear decoration magic fixture was excellent, responding properly to Aurora's slight magic and successfully delivering Aurora's voice to Felix's ear.
"Cla, no, Felix! I'm sure you're Count Reich! of Reich territory, famous for its western wines!
'... oh, that'
(Oh, you know, it's not!
Hide your mouth with a fan and whisper in a very small voice. I didn't expect to use ear decorations like this, which should have been for emergency contact. But it does seem that Felix, who received Aurora's word, can't help but think of somehow connecting it to the word. Leave it to this man, the night club will probably end without any conversation.
(Well, the place has been an inner circle place so far... what am I gonna do, I'm more familiar with this guy than I imagined!
Aurora hurries in the shadow of a fan. If you recall, the host of the night club we met was his sister. Only in each other's homes and workplaces have we seen him since then. Until now, aren't you even as bad at socializing as the person says you are? and Aurora thought, but that seemed to just mean that people were calm in places they were used to from day to day.
(As it is, it only leaves an impression of Mr. Kravis' appearance. Love appeal and all that stuff. You have such a lovely dress, you may not even remember if I was there. To that angry Loomis young lady: 'Oh, there you are?' If they say something like that, this time I'm gonna sting you with a needle!...... and how biscious would you be if Luna Mare found out about this condition later!! I knew I had to do something!
Aurora turned her belly. I want to pull in and embroider as much as I can, and I haven't had enough places for two years since my debut, but I just have to talk to myself here. You shouldn't be doing the same thing as the rest of the wife, taking a step back behind a man and smiling softly.
(Yes, I wasn't the one who thought I'd be the jetty when I accepted my engagement!
"... Um, hey, is today's wine from Reich?
"Oh?"
An aristocratic man, who spoke to Felix, turns to Aurora, who never opened his mouth to his will. Around forty with soft chestnut-haired hair, a beard of the same color and bright brown eyes, he asked Felix with his gaze. That's right. Felix knows it there, too, and he pulls his hand around Aurora's hips and mouths the words of the introduction.
"... she is my fiancée, Miss Aurora of the Porta family, Uncle Reich"
"Oh, were you the lady of Uncle Borderline? No rumors of your engagement."
"I'll see you first, Count Reich.... Me, I just grew up and don't know much about alcohol, so I stuck my mouth out. Please forgive me."
"Forgive me nothing! Well done. You've noticed. Yes, many of today's reds and whites are using our Reich wines."
The quality of Reich wines is famous beyond the walls of the faction but beyond the country. It is also known in neighboring countries known as food and fashion countries, the Great Sea Country (Ma Mail). The reputation was known even for Aurora, who barely drinks, because the factions are different and are not very much consumed at ancient royalist nightclubs, but they are quite drunk at the mansion and Aurora's father likes them.
She gives Uncle Reich a sneer and a social grin, then Aurora looks back at her fiancée beside her.
"Really? K, Master Felix, is it delicious?
"... Oh, yeah, that's from Reich"
"Thank you. Which do you prefer, Lady Clavis, red or white?
"The meat is red, the fish is white... so it's white to mouth while walking"
"Oh, then I recently developed a micro-foaming white in my winery. I would love to have a drink. It should be here somewhere because you are still available today..."
I suppose it would have been nice if he tried to complain carefully with his gaze, saying something because he had dined so far. Felix blinked her eyes for a moment, but nodded quickly, letting her give her an unwarranted reply. While delighted to finally have a conversation, Aurora exhaled deeply in the shadow of the fan.
(... Is it going to be okay at this pace?