Chapter 107: Chapter 107 — Departure to the Residence of Drama.
It’s great Marianne’s father suggested to go two days later.
It was comforting since I knew well that I wouldn’t be uncomfortable with my body’s cycle. Hence, today we are going out all day with the nice cute Duke on a search for those sweets... And dresses.
But most importantly, the sweets.
I’ve been waiting this day all this time. Nothing will get in my way.
’I shall obtain the heavenly sugar my tummy desires!’ — I thought aloud inside as I stared at the mirror reflecting our recently clothed body.
What I’m most thankful for, is that Paul hasn’t visited since the day before yesterday, so I’m feeling more rested and in less pain now that the monthly natural torture ceased too.
Wearing this pretty lemony yellow dress, I can go around without trouble.
Although it does look fancy, it also feels comfy. I feel a bit insecure since it has no sleeves, but the corset is holding my upper body quite well, specifically the nice pair I have... So... no lucky accident will grace the town’s people’s eyes today.
The tiny but detailed white decorations on the edges and the somehow shiny fabric are all it needs to make it look fancy. And the skirt, although it was fluffy, its creamy colour and light weight made it very fresh to wear. It also had another translucent cloth covering it adding a new touch.
This one is something I had never seen before, though.
It was one that had to be tied over the corset, and since it was kind of see-through, the yellow could still be seen. However, it was like a trimmed blanket that added the last ornaments needed for the dress to look even more wonderful.
If I had to compare it to something... I would say it’s like... Placing a flower upside down on top of a spherical glass... Or something... I don’t really know.
"Miss, excuse me, yet we need to comb my Lady’s hair..."
’Ah... Right.’ — I turned to look at Paige while she spoke, and then I turned back to look at ourselves in the mirror to send a flirty joke to my baby red panda. — ’See? You are so pretty I forget what I’m doing just by looking at you, Anne~ Give me a break, will you? You pretty young thing~~’
The me on the inside winked at our reflection as I wriggled my fingers to wave at her playfully as I walked away.
A funny feeling lited up in my stomach, meaning she found my silliness enjoyable.
I sat down on the chair, to let Paige do her magic and like that... An hour went by.
Halfway through, I was already a bit against the choice of hairstyle she had decided on. It’s not that it was ugly, it’s impossible for Anne’s hair to look ugly either way, however, today’s hairstyle was one that did not leave a single hair loose.
With very delicate braids, my long hair was completely lifted, wrapped in those meticulously woven strands. And ultimately my head was crowned in an elegant design that had dry flowers in place of its gemstones.
The thing I was unsatisfied with... Was that my shoulders and cleavage were now completely exposed without the help of our long hair.
It’s not that I’m insecure. I mean, that would be almost a sin if I were to feel insecure about having Marianne’s beauty. But... I mean...
’..... I can’t be showing this much skin for free...’
I’m being too kind to the ones who will witness my majestic runway once I cross that door...
’Will we be alright though? It’s indeed warm outside, but the wind might make us col–...’
"My lady, do not forget this shawl in case you feel cold."
’..... Never mind.’ — I said as I let myself be wrapped in the pretty white shawl.
This girl is too good at her job. I don’t know if I should be happy or concerned about this...
’Whewoo~... Girl~ We look like a Young Lady~... Not like we aren’t, but... You get what I mean.’
The end result was, as always, spectacular.
It was great that in the meantime Paige arranged my hairstyle, another servant did my make-up in order to win time.
I truly love how we are clearly wearing make-up but it still looks very natural. There is not much to do with a face like this one, but it still enhances my girl’s features with more grace.
For example, the shine on our nose bridge, the brownie orange soft shade on our eyelids and the coral blush that slightly intensifies the cheekbone’s depth... Makes our cute girl look glamorous at the same time...
’Sigh, being so lovely should be against the rules...’
I also was quite pretty in my past life, but this girl is on another level. Must be since she has these Medieval European traits mixed with a purity that... somehow, it reminds me of the fair skin Asians would have... But her white milky skin... Sigh... I don’t know, it’s like porcelain, but I don’t know to which continent I could make a reference to.
’... Maybe you have quite the mix in your blood, Anne... And got the best of them...’ — I said as I considered the various people who make her family tree.
"...?"
She’s a bit slow though... Which is also cute but... We need to keep working on this.
’Anyway, are we good on time? I think it’s around time to leave now...’
I glanced toward the window to see how high the sun was.
The day seemed clear and, from how strongly the sun was shining, I would say it was around ten and eleven a.m. so, if we were to depart now, we would make it in time to enjoy a nice lunch by the time we arrive at Dahlka’s downtown...
Turning to Paige right after being called, I intended to confirm about the time. However, before doing so, she handed me my notes so I could save them... Somewhere...
"My Lady. Your paper stack."
’Huh? I don’t think this dress has pockets??’ — Patting the skirt, I tried looking for the hole I usually hide them in without finding it.
"Uhm..... My Lady... I believe this dress has yet to be intervened... Maybe uh..... Here..?"
She became shy once she tried to make a suggestion as to where I could store them... Which is comprehensible.
After all, Paige started gesturing her chest to imply I should hide them in between my melons... And I dig the idea.
’Ohoho~ isn’t that a good idea~? Our chest is big enough to store a few surprises there~ Ain’t it sweetheart? Fufufufu~’
Feeling my cheeks heat in embarrassment, I knew Marianne didn’t like the idea.
’Hey~ come on~ I’ve got this~~ we can be discreet about it, hehehe.....’
I’m not about to go showing our boobs around for free, you know?
"...~"
’It’s alright, I’ve got this. An auntie of mine used to hide things on hers often in my past life, if we... Ngh... Shift and.... Adjust like.. t–... This! See?! It’s like nothing is there~’ — I told my girl as I stuck the papers inside the corset, trying to reassure her it wouldn’t be obvious we were storing things in there.
Satisfied with how useful our body was, I nodded in approval to then look at the staring Paige get redder by the minute.
’Hehe... I know~ Unexpected, right? You had the luck to see something good~’
Noticing my stare, she flinched and started stuttering when trying to speak.
"Uh! Mm.. M–My Lady! Th–The Du–!! His Grace!!! His Grace is w–wa–wa– waitingggg!" — Paige said, clearly flustered to be caught gawking at my cleavage.
’Gurl~ I understand... We can’t help but look and drooOh–l!!? D*mn it, Marianne! Face the f***ing truth! You’re hot as fu–!!!!?!!’
How come I can’t even sympathise with a new adept to her fandom??! She sent a freaking storm of punches to my stomach!! Why is she so against hearing me say she’s a sexy cutie??!
’Hng... Alright, I’ll drop it. I know it’s difficult to go over the denial phase.’ — I told her, frowning as I made a promise on my head to get revenge one day.
I should look for a way to send her a punch or two... Sometimes she also needs a whacking.
It’s a good thing Paige was closing her eyes tightly in shame while I shivered from Marianne’s attacks. If not, I would have looked weird shaking my arms as if I were preparing to go play limbo out of nowhere.
Anyways, it is time to get going.
Giving the first strides, I made my way to the door and following behind, Paige tagged along. We went to the Castle’s Main Hall, and arriving at the Main stairs that gave to the first floor, my eyes quickly found Marianne’s Father.
Wearing a rivulet-coloured vest, decorated with silver and golden prints, a brooch with a figure I couldn’t see from my spot adorning on top of the gap in his chest the bit of his white shirt peeking from it, wearing the matching pants and the dark blue cape covering his shoulders highlighting his well combed ashy hair... Marianne’s Father looked like the estimable Duke of Sylfinnier he was, and maybe even cooler than that.
’Heh. It’s not a coincidence we are this hot, I’m telling you~’
"..."
Scoffing on the inside at how Anne had no way to deny my statement, we now went to the Duke’s side, ready to enjoy the view from up close.