As my uncle warned me, there have been many invitations to me personally this year's social season.
Last year, I didn't attend much of a party because of Gideon's loss and busy work. This year,
The operation of Impact has calmed down, so I should have been able to afford it, but I'm as busy as last year.
I was able to afford it, so I ran to set up a second factory. I mean, I want to make baby clothes. In parallel, we are preparing a baby clothing store in the same neighborhood as Madame Salome. I'm going to be luxury oriented enough to accommodate gifts.
Well, because you have money, power, and uncle, it's quick to remember and make it happen. Planning, design, construction, procedures, and personnel hiring are all within reach. I feel like I'm just giving my opinion on what I want to do. Every company is like Uncle Julius. Even though I'm out of my specialty, it's advancing.
I only accept invitations to parties and tea parties carefully selected by my uncle, so I can easily attend on a schedule that is not impossible for me.
Today I attended a casual day garden party with lots of children. It seems that Langley and I have a close relationship at work.
My uncle is with me, but my escort is Max. A lot these days. I usually live in the countryside, so these opportunities are an important practice area to get used to.
But because he's a good guy, he's already behaving perfectly. Then it would be better for my uncle.
The moment I entered the venue, I got the attention at once.
Hi, is this the street of my beautiful sister and brother? Max is pretty high spec, too. Your daughter's eyes pierce everywhere. Even children are afraid of girls. Well, it's a practice that includes how to deal with it.
From what I've seen, I don't know anyone in this world.
The inevitability of attending this kind of event will be an important place for next term Max, but I don't really have much of a face. The purpose of a young girl is to find someone to marry in the future, but for now it's on hold. Well, if only I could be a friend. If you say so, I'm going to be late.
My primary purpose in attendance is naturally to investigate the epidemic. It's interesting to just watch these dresses gather at once. The evolution of the epidemic over the past few years can be seen at a glance. I'm glad to see the results of my salome efforts clearly.
There are some upstream women wearing the off-shoulder dress that was popular at the commoner level last year.
Our Victory!! And I feel like screaming. I mean, I'm screaming inside.
Even in the world around me, when I went on an overseas expedition, it was an important event for people in countries where I could only see my hair. I think it would be a big deal just to get used to it little by little and change the values so far. I still can't loosen my hands.
My dress is not exposed today. Just one of the fashions I want to wear, I'm not an exposed freak. However, it should stand out as a design. Because it's a biscet dress that I haven't seen in this country yet. The part that is supposed to be exposed is permeable from the deep throat to the tip of the wrist. Is it still permeable? It is a lace fabric that covers the body perfectly and hides it. The skirt is also longer in length. The invisible and invisible chiralism is the opposite! I don't know for myself how colorful it is. My uncle and Max were as bad as ever.
Loosely curled platinum blonde hair was halved up to finish the hair makeup in a cute overall orientation. Cool beauty like Grace should be a little softer.
As promised, I followed along with the greetings. Max seemed a little nervous, but the great adult I met was about my second acquaintance. I try to play the perfect lady with high spirits. The opposite of Zachariah. No one will notice. I usually have this attitude toward adults, so Max is used to it and follows it well.
The music begins to play around the corner of the street. Dancing is one of the pleasures. Every time I come to King's Landing, I make sure Max is well stocked, so I'm not worried.
"Let's dance. It's a place to show off the results of your practice."
"Whoa, let me see."
Max responded confidently. Actually, you're good at whatever you do. You lead brilliantly. It's even in height, and it's very easy to dance.
In the case of Chiaran, it feels like it fits perfectly, but Max usually does it on his own. Does it feel good to breathe? It feels exactly like a brother, so it's easy.
"What do you think, perfect?
"Not just with me yet. If you can't dance with a lot of people, you can't say it's perfect. Why don't you practice with the others?
"In the meantime, you'll be alone. My uncle left me somewhere in the business."
"You think I can't handle the trouble that happens at a party like this? I don't need any trouble, so I'm telling you to take care of yourself. You're the next Duke. Socially, your father is useless, so you have to be able to do it. Are you going to leave everything to your uncle?
Say it a little stronger. I've been a little worried about it for a while. Leaving it to my sister, I can't ignore myself. Not to mention there's no danger at a party venue like this during the day.
"What are you going to do if you waste this opportunity? If you stick with me, you can't expand your friendship. It's all an experience."
Max looks reluctant for my sermon in a little teacher mode. You must be aware that you're being poked in a painful place. No matter how firm you are, you're still a 13-year-old boy. By the way, I don't intend to expand my friendship in particular, so that's an exception.
"If you're so worried, you can't move from that sweet corner."
"Absolutely, right?
"Yeah, absolutely."
I managed to send it out, including that. When Max was alone, a group of girls quickly swarmed and danced with his next dance partner. Looks like they're going to let you go for a while. All the girls have great parents, so don't hit them badly.
I sit down on the chair in the sweets corner as promised. I'm not going to eat anything, but it's tough being here, but I can't help it. Because it's a place full of kids, Max has been convinced. Let's just wait here.
As soon as I was alone, I felt a strong gaze from the boys and girls around me. It seems that I am as cold and inaccessible as a doll. Well, who's coming? It is not bad to have friends of the same generation.
In the first place, all the kids here should be together at school.
When I was looking forward to it, a strange boy came before me.
Brown hair almost orange and pupils. Tall, slightly older, apparently knight. It could be Max level this year.
"Gladys, right? Do you know who I am?
There was no hostility, but I was asked to explore. I answered with a smile.
"Of course."
A strange boy looking down at me with a sense of vigilance.
But somebody knew right away.
"My cousin from the Ingram family, right? Fufufu, do you look like your mother?
I looked straight back at the eye and said it. I mean, he's Quentin's son. Gidion's grandson.
Quentin married a local Ingram knight, so she doesn't know what kind of wife she is.
This boy doesn't have much of a father or grandfather.
And yet, I kind of remembered when I first met Gideon over half a century ago. When I spoke to Gideon sitting in the courtyard of the school. Fufufu, it's the opposite of that time.