“You’re good at dancing . ”
The noble person in front of me, who had said that one sentence to me was Fernand Empire’s Third Imperial Prince, His Highness Ludens .
Advertisement“I am honoured by your compliment . ”
I expressed my gratitude like a lady . Hah, do I have to dance with this guy next?
Even though I just don’t want to dance .
I probably won’t see you ever again and I didn’t even want to meet you .
Well, I should be pleased that this could be used as joke material afterwards .
I look at the floor as much as possible and only glance up . He has light blonde hair, emerald green eyes and dazzling prince smile . He wore a purple emblem permitted only by the royal family . He looks exactly like he does in the aristocrat almanac . Though, he was much cooler in person than in portrait .
I was fine with dancing with the Prime Minister’s son, Roberto, but why am I dancing with such high ranking people…? They also hide their position, it was bad of them to mix in with others . Maybe there were other things too . My instincts tells me that I shouldn’t get involved any further . I must show minimum discourtesy while dealing with them while ignoring everything else!
In 3 days, I won’t be a noble anymore .
The knowledge I have as a noble might be useful in the future, but noble acquaintances aren’t .
Chapter end
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