The Abandoned Baroness is one of the Black Knight’s favorites

"─ ─ Dear Bianca and Alberto...."

The two of them walked with their arms tied together in front of Sofia, who was watching her by accident, expressing consternation. They talked about something, and they walked to Sofia's side. I can't help but think of that day and my face twitches. It was Alberto who opened his mouth first.

"I was worried, Sofia! I heard you left the house, but where the hell were you?

With a gentle smile, Alberto, with his eyebrows down, looks down at Sofia. When I was engaged, Alberto was always kind. Sofia is puzzled by the lack of words that day. Bianca next door was staring at Sofia in a position invisible from Alberto.

"Ah ─ ─ well. I'm looking after you from the house ahead....."

I could not say that I lived at the Marquis de Forster. Bianca will surely say something if she knows that she works as a servant, and above all, she doesn't want to bring the shadow of the past into her happy life today. One of the reasons Alberto hesitated to tell the Baroness and Baroness Lannish the truth was the word of annulment. If you don't trust me, Sofia's brain is ringing an alarm.

"Well, I'm glad you're feeling well. And that dress I gave you earlier. I heard you threw it away, but it suits me very well."

Sofia was surprised to hear the story for the first time and opened her eyes. This dress was picked up by Sofia when Bianca threw it away, and it must have been over a year ago. Sofia glanced at Bianca. Beyond her gaze, Bianca was moisturizing her eyes. Lift your hands straight in front of your chest and look up at Alberto.

"I'm really worried, Sofia! I'm glad you're okay.... Master Alberto, it's been a long time. Could you give us a moment to talk, Cousins?

Alberto answered Bianca with a faint voice with a lovely expression and a sweet voice.

"Okay. I'll take a little stroll, so I'll meet you later."

Sofia looked at Alberto as she leaned away. No matter how untrustworthy I was, I didn't mind being alone with Bianca. I wanted to stop it, but it stuck to my throat and I couldn't hear it.

When Alberto disappeared from sight, Bianca lost her expression like a lie. Sofia's spine is getting cold. Sofia was terrified by the look she had seen many times. Open your mouth with a trembling voice.

"─ ─...... Bianca"

"Don't call me by name. I don't feel good thinking you called me. [M] ─ ─ You're such a lowlife to pick up garbage."

The gaze is directed at Sofia's dark green dress. Recalling what Alberto said earlier, Sofia opened her mouth.

"It was Alberto's gift...?

The word to me swallowed up. It was a natural day to treat Sofia's stuff as one's own. It is too bad that Sofia reported discarding the gift to Alberto on her own initiative.

"It's better because I look better. ─ ─ Clothes, jewelry, Alberto. I deserve to be beautiful. I can't do anything... don't let your luggage get on your nerves."

Sophia trembled her shoulders feeling danger to Bianca, who had been straddling a long distance. Your heart is screaming as you stare down at something uncomfortable. It has been more than two months since I left the Baron's house. I got accustomed to gentle words and warm places, and the cold words I had been able to hear deeply stung my chest.

"I... I'm sorry."

The murmuring was reflective. I've always been told to apologize. By doing so, don't be blamed at all. Bianca snorted with satisfaction at the same words as at the time. But the small self-esteem that has sprung up in Sofia nowadays, if not, the words will spring up from the inside.

"But this dress... belongs to me, right?

Looking up at Bianca, he gripped his hands and bit his back teeth. I didn't care who gave it to Sofia today. However, I didn't want Gilbert to say that the dress he told me today was cute was garbage.

"─ ─ You're so cheerful..."

The courage squeezed was shattered by the pain on the beaten cheeks. A dry sound echoes in the square. Some people turned their eyes to us, but when I saw the young woman talking in private, I was distracted by the thought that it was an inner ring rubbing. Sofia puts her hands on her cheeks and is surprised by tears overflowing on her own. The familiar fear and abandonment had eroded Sofia from the inside. Your body, which trembles even if you don't like it, seemed to show your weakness.

"Sorry... please. I'm sorry...."

The corner of Bianca's mouth rises. It was a strong smile. Sophia doesn't have the confidence in herself and the expression that seeps out of her. Bianca's hands reflected in Sofia's gaze.

"Hey, that dress is garbage to me. That's why I'm free no matter what."

It was too late when I thought about it. The hem of the skirt, which is under the knee length, is broken vertically by force, revealing the petticoat inside.

"Hmm...."

"Go somewhere quickly. Never show up in front of me again."

The moment Bianca turned her back, Sofia ran away from the scene. Words that have been repeated over and over again to make you stronger and stronger will hunt you down. I couldn't even wait for Gilbert on the spot. I'm sorry, I didn't tell anybody I'm sorry, but I kept mumbling and running, and Sofia was lost in a road she didn't know.