Because She Had A Time Limit, She Became The Villain's Daughter-in-law Chapter 110

Chapter 110

The imperial banquet was quite a big event. Only the great nobles of the capital could attend, and even that was subject only to adults. In order for the lower nobles to attend, invitations from the Imperial Family or high-ranking nobles were required.

Of course, Seymour was invited by Elanie. It was the same flow as the original story.

 

 

It was the contents of the letter I received just before coming up from Borotna. I didn't reply because it was bothersome, but anyway, I felt a subtle feeling that the flow of the original story was going the same no matter how many times I intruded.

“Oh, Laria.”

Evan smiled slightly when he saw me dressed up.

“It's pretty.”

I wore a red dress, a sparkling diamond necklace and had my hair pulled up after a very long time.

'By the way, his tastes are unchanging.'

Evan was wearing red cravat and ruby ​​cufflinks that I bought him at fourteen. As I remember, he was always dressed like that.

'Well, it seems like there are hundreds of red cravats alone.'

When I once asked, 'Why do you always wear the same colored cravat?' Evan replied, 'There is no identical red cravat under the sky.'

I finished preparing to go out with even a fan of the 'Tiger of Livienne' that was like my own alter ego. A very splendid banquet hosted by the imperial family was an opportunity for so-called love and quarrels.

From who escorts one to whoever got to be escorted, it was a sweet time where several men fight!

But for me, who got married at the age of fourteen, none of this was applicable. Of course, my escort was Evan, and nothing really happened.

I had been married for nearly seven years now, so no one had been arguing about my origins anymore. Even though I had no acquaintances with the capital's social circle. Therefore, it was necessary just to be in the background sufficiently.

'I'm just going to look around?'

I sighed as I walked down the hallway with Evan.

'That's too bad. If I hadn't been in this role, I could have been a big hand in taking care of all kinds of gossip behind a banquet like this.'

The still small Southwestern social circle had been completely in my hands all this time. On the surface, it seemed that Kate was all over the place, but I was behind it. Besides, there were people who noticed that little by little.

 

[ “If you want to be seen well by Lady Kate, you must first target Lady Icard!” ]

 

There were a lot of people crawling in front of me with that kind of heart, but every time I felt very bad.

 

[ “Lady, this is the lemon juice I made myself. Would you like to try it? Very sweet and delicious.” ]

[ “Did the Lady wish to have this book? My uncle just happened to have it?” ]

 

I felt bad because the days of enjoying these good things were coming to an end. Or, I felt very bad because I thought that I could have done better because the social circle of the capital was bigger.

'Because of the fantastic collaboration between the original story and wrong possession, I cannot use this crazy talent and have to go into hiding…'

The Capital's large social circle was losing a great talent because of the wrong possession. With that thought in mind, I arrived at the front of the carriage. Duke Icard was already in the carriage. He was also neatly decorated for a banquet.

“Father!”

I sat across from him with Evan smiling brightly.

“You look great!”

Duke Icard was also wearing the red cufflinks I gave him. The person who responded to that was Evan, who was next to me.

“Laria.”

“Yes?”

“What about me?”

“…Uh?”

“How about me?”

You're always the same… I couldn't say that, so I gazed at his face for a moment before opening my mouth.

“Your hair is beautiful. It suits you well today.”

“Morand.”

Evan suddenly opened the carriage door.

“Come for a second. Take some pictures. I need to know exactly what it looks like.”

As I was going to say that there was no need for such a thing—

“Then, me.”

—The Duke of Icard said with a look that would eat a person.

“Yes?”

“Where exactly am I cool today?”

“…The eyebrows are well groomed.”

“Morand.”

He turned to Morand, who had brought his camera.

“Take mine, too.”

It must not have been a camera that was bought for this purpose…

Morand said with a clumsy smile, apparently thinking the same thing as me.

“Everyone was decorated nicely today, but since I brought a camera, I'll take a family picture.”

Eventually, we suddenly and unexpectedly took a family photo in the carriage.

“Young Master, how long are you going to be so stiff in front of Miss Laria? Put your hand on her shoulder and try a friendly pose.”

At those words, Evan awkwardly placed a hand on my shoulder. It was the dress that exposed my shoulders, so I could feel the touch of his large hand.

'Why is he shaking so much? Is it abhorrent to touch a woman like that?'

It was then.

“You nasty things!”

Olivia appeared, striking Morand in the back with a fan.

“Do you dare take a picture without me? Even though my last name is Livienne, I stay here every time I come to the capital!”

Lady Olivia was wearing a dress with high heels and layers of frills that were much more gorgeous than mine.

“Move! I will sit in the middle like the main character.”

Olivia pushed Duke Icard and took her seat in the center of the carriage.

“Now, let's take a picture.”

With her appearance, Morand, who was a little stunned, took a picture of us, and Evan's hand quickly moved away.

“The party will be sent to the carriage in the back soon. They'll keep waiting, so if anything happens, call them anytime.”

The party Morande was referring to the servants who came to help us.

“Especially, Duke, aren't you weak in alcohol?”

“I don't even drink in the first place.”

“Still, I have prepared a hangover remedy, so if you think you have overdone your alcohol, please tell the servant.”

Since it was the imperial banquet, the highest event in the empire, preparations were thorough in case of any unforeseen events. Of course, Serena and Lisa were also there.

“Well then, I hope you have a good time.”

Morand bowed politely and closed the carriage door. And so, we set out for the Imperial Palace.

“Laria.”

As I was looking out the window and thinking, Evan suddenly spoke.

“It's about your ankle.”

“…Yes?”

“I think it still hurts. Are you hurt a lot?”

I couldn't help but get a little surprised. Because, on the surface, I was walking very well.

“What? Laria, does your ankle hurt?”

Olivia said in surprise.

“No, you have weaker joints than any old person?”

“Well… Does great aunt have overly strong joints?”

“It's obvious.”

When I glanced at Olivia's high heels, she said, raising her head proudly.

“According to the legend, the ancestors of Duchy Icard were blessed with fairies, so their morals were weak while their bodies were strong.”

I thought for a moment if it was really a blessing. Considering Evan's workout all night, it doesn't seem like he's been blessed with such strength.

“Anyway, it must have hurt more than I thought.”

I was taken aback by Evan's somewhat suspicious words and asked a question.

“I… walk well, right?”

“You do walk well.”

Evan uttered bluntly.

“However, the angle of the body movement is subtly different. Your ankles are still different from before.”

I swallowed a gulp.

“I've seen a lot of similar injuries in the Knights Order, and if you treat them right away, they don't last this long.”

“Ahaha, really? Evan, but look over there. That store is really pretty.”

I peered out the window and tried to make a fuss, but Evan ended up saying what I was really trying to avoid.

“Is Serena getting it right? At that time, she found it difficult to put on a bandage…”

Hearing that, Duke Icard's brow furrowed.

“Wait.”

He said coldly with his arms crossed.

“In summary, you mean that Laria was injured and Serena didn't heal properly?”

“That's right!”

I intervened quickly.

“Serena was very good, but I didn't listen to her! It's frustrating, so I take off the bandages… I don't take my medicine very well…”

“It's the doctor's job to manage that.”

I thought that one day Serena's incompetence might be discovered, but she'd been holding up well…!

“It may not be as big as you think.”

As I mumbled slowly, Evan added coldly.

“I didn't trust that doctor from the beginning.”

Even though I smiled with a hardened look, my smile wasn't actually a smile.

“Even if Laria has improved a lot, maybe she should show it to another doctor.”

“No! I don't want to! I like Serena. I don't want it to look like I'm questioning Serena's skills.”

Even though I was insisting on it recklessly, I was a little anxious because I wasn't old enough to cry out like when I was young, 'I'm not going to receive treatment unless it's Serena!' When Duke Icard's expression became very complicated, we arrived at the Imperial Palace.

'Well…'

I thought as I took Evan's hand and entered the banquet hall.

'As the last supporting role, let's give a good show without any pressure. Calmly.'

 

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Chapter end