Chapter 189 – 18. Henrietta of Deviation (9)
In the winter mansion, in the banquet hall where the splendid and dazzling chandeliers shone, those who were bright with divine powers gathered one by one. Distinguished faces appeared one after another in a luxurious space that was hard to believe that it was a land plagued by poverty not long ago.
“Gentlemen, the Countess and Duchess of Poitiers are entering.”
The monumental first guest was a fellow northern lord. Antoine, who was guarding the entrance leading to the corridor, called out the visitor in a deep voice. It was a really rewarding look, perhaps because he was solidifying his position as an aide to the baron despite his days as a low-end soldier.
“Baron Brienne and his wife his, and Baron Lotringen and his wife his are also entering.”
Of course, no matter how close you are, you can’t leave the progress of such an important position to just one person. Therefore, Marion, who was in charge of the employees in the mansion and had a history of accompanying the royal family, took on the opposite side.
Despite the tight time limit, the head maid, dressed in an antique and plain achromatic dress, treated those who entered the venue with the head of the decree as a courtesy, as if she had made a brilliant contribution to holding such a wonderful banquet.
In particular, since the power structure in the north has changed drastically from before, it was a place where nobles who could be called magnates, such as the two barons belonging to the royalist faction and the count who could be defined as an opportunist, also visited.
“This is the first feast held in Dongto since the Marquis passed away.”
“Come to think of it, the Count of Poitiers had a relatively smooth relationship with the Marquis of Lemoyn, right?”
“We had a distance due to our political views at the time, but as of now, the level of employment in this land seems to be quite high.”
The servants’ reception, led by the two, skillfully soothed the three lords who had not been able to meet the bride and groom even after attending the wedding reception. Inevitably, it gave birth to their favorable reviews, which are picky and nerve-wracking.
“Gentlemen, Sir Peltier is entering.”
“Sir Dupuy, Sir Henri, and Sir Giraud are also entering.”
Following the lord couple full of cuteness, it was the representatives of the Knights faction dressed in the traditional clothes of the east. When they entered, the main characters of the battle in the far north, the maids in charge of the guide began to pay their respects with a smile.
“Sir Mathieu Peltier, thank you for the service you devoted your whole life to.”
“I will serve Sir Dupuy and Sir Giro without any inconvenience.”
“Sir Henri? There is also a medicine that is very effective for baldness.”
“… It’s my engagement, it’s kind of mean.”
Small laughter broke out among the knights. Sir Henri Hugo stroked my shiny hair awkwardly. And he playfully glared at the old maid of the Marquis Lemoyn family, whom he had introduced as his fiancé.
“Everyone, this is Marcel Poincaré, general manager of the northern branch of Lucerne.”
“This is Mr. Eugen Bank, manager of the Northern Gaul branch of the Brullin Commercial Association.”
“This is Thomas Gillen, the Gallia branch manager of the Britannia Trading Company.”
The third customer following the lord and knight was a merchant. Unlike the other two partners, Thomas Gillen, who was elderly, stayed single despite being widowed, but Marcel Poincaré and Eugen Bank were accompanied by fairly famous actors in theater companies in nearby cities.
Also, befitting such a job group, he showed off women who boasted considerable beauty and enjoyed the quiet gazes around him.
“Gentlemen, the mayor of Saint Bourse, Georges Garrel, and his wife are entering.”
“Hey, what a beautiful night!”
However, if I had to pick the most impressive appearance at today’s banquet, it was by far Georges Garrel. Boldly holding his wife and concubine by his side his, he would greet them casually with a face hanging from ear to ear. Hagiya had no choice but to rise in prestige as an official who embezzled merchants under the official recognition of the baron.
“Fabien, isn’t it normal to bring a wife and concubine to a party like this?”
“I guess you just do it. That guy was an idiot from the beginning.”
“I heard that they don’t discriminate against anyone and care very much.”
“Honestly, I’m envious…”
Anyway, thanks to the noisy market, the atmosphere of the feast came to mind. The nouns who were subsequently called one by one were able to enjoy the banquet with a light mind.
“Gentlemen, the architect Pablo Cervantes is entering.”
“The blacksmith, Mr. Ian Winchester, and the mason, Mr. Ernst Möller, are also entering.”
The next to enter were the protagonists of the revival of Marquis Baekryung. In terms of status, they were the first among the guests gathered here with the lowest status and position, but the treatment was the exact opposite of that, technicians.
“Come to think of it, Mr. Cervantes, what happened to the blueprint you requested before?”
“Do you really have to come to a place like this to talk about work? Let’s just have a drink over delicious food.”
“You two, I’ll be sad if you leave me alone just because I’m young.”
It was, after all, a grand event. People gathered in groups of threes and threes under the venue illuminated by wonderful lights were buzzing. Members of the high society of the North got acquainted with each other on tables with flat cutlery or on the stage for dancing.
And, this time, the two creamy colors that took everyone’s breath away indoors rather than outdoors came down the central stairs.
“Everyone? Duchess Henrietta LeBlanc enters.”
“The Lady of Marquis Lucienne Lemoyn is also entering.”
One was a wife full of splendid beauty comparable to spring in the affluent East. She was a pretty woman with reddish purple hair like the profound color of ripe wine and eyes like apatite.
The other was a young lady full of awe and beauty, comparable to winter in the barren north. She was a woman, with golden hair and twinkling carnelian eyes that were more awe-inspiring than the wheat and barley in the fields at harvest time.
“Oh, the spring and winter of Gaul in one place… !”
“It’s ecstatic, I never thought the day would come when I could see this scene with my own two eyes while I was still alive.”
“I can’t help but dream about it. Who knows.”
Henrietta, who crossed her hallway with the calm sound of her shoes, took hold of the atmosphere around her at once. She put on heavy makeup, but even if she didn’t, she put on her thick and outstanding features of her and lightly fluttered the fan she was holding in her hand.
She showed off her perfect contours her with her bejeweled jewelry and dresses that clung to her body her even at her frail age her.
She was indeed the pinnacle of her dignity. That was enough to realize how the former king’s daughter-in-law, who was only destined for her execution of her, had managed to get the Duke of the East to occupy her bedroom of her.
‘It’s a high alert. Sooner or later, I’ll be getting plenty of cum from the West on that pretty face.’
It was the same with Lucienne, who appeared side by side. So proud without any makeup, the young lady with her straight features was mesmerized by her pure white dress and simple accessories.
She clearly imprinted what it was like to be different with her presence her herself with a charm that was hard to be matched. Like the characters who came after her.
“Everyone, please pay attention.”
Did they say that the main character always shows up at the end? Just in time for the banquet to be held, a man and a woman came down the stairs one by one. It was the baron dressed in a neat suit like a wedding dress, and the abbess who wore a colorful dress with a luxurious texture.
“I am Baron Romuald Ardennes, the invincible knight of Lumière, the hero of Limousin, and the savior of the Far North.”
“This is his sister, Abbey Marguerite Dior.”
Her half-siblings her, arms folded affectionately, raised her hand leisurely. She walked to the center of the venue, responding to admiring and cheering crowds here and there. Considering who the organizer of this meeting was, it was a somewhat odd combination, but no one cared much.
It wasn’t that there was a law that said you had to appear together just because you were married.
“Sister, I apologize once again for what happened earlier…”
“Stop it, there are many eyes to see and ears to hear. And noona, too, should cover up what’s wrong now to feel better. I really don’t know why a guy who’s become a baron is paying attention to a woman like that. Did she really catch on to your weakness of her?”
“Because it’s not like that.”
“It’s not fair, so stop thinking about cheating. I can tell just by looking at that ferocious woman over there.”
“Why did Madame LeBlanc become a ferocious woman again…”
No answer came back. It was because Marguerite, who pressed her lips together, glared fiercely at the Duchess, who was wandering around with her niece. It was because the other party also felt the gaze, and they met with a displeased expression as if they were meeting an old enemy.
“Huh, Marguerite?”
“Anyway, let’s wait for now.”
“… Yes.”
Even the knight who competed for the strongest on the continent was helpless in front of his sister who had taken care of him since he was a child. Feeling uncomfortable with the soreness between his legs his, Rome let out a quiet sigh. She could n’t even express her displeasure at her who always cared for her, so only her petite patience her followed her her spirit her.
“Everyone? Please pay attention again!”
“This is Orianne Lemoang, the head of the Marquis of Lemoang, the 10th lord of the East Land, the Baroness of Ardennes and the patroness of the entire North.”
In the meantime, where the baron passed, the host of this victory banquet finally appeared. Several maids clung to each other for a long time, showing off their carefully braided golden hair and blue eyes that twinkled like stars, a look that rivaled that of her older sister her.
She walked all the way down wearing an alluring beauty with a dress that appropriately appropriated the transitional outfits of tradition and fashion. Like a celestial goddess, she walked up to my husband’s place in front of everyone’s eyes with light steps and boldly kissed him.
Side.
Standing right beside her, arms crossed, Marguerite was shaken so violently that her pupils her lost focus. Henrietta, who was watching the scene from a little distance, was also a general with a light in her eyes. The two ladies disliked Rom and Oriane for their own reasons.
“Are you all enjoying the banquet? Thank you very much to those who came to visit the winter mansion despite the cold of the month of flowers and birds. I would like to say this rather than giving congratulatory speeches with poor verbal skills. A toast to her husband and to the old loyalists here.”
Either that or not, Mrs. Baek received the people gathered in front of her amicably.
“How is it? Could you please?”
“Of course, madam!”
“Wah ha ha! I was surprised at how good the two of you are!”
“Let’s all toast to the new hero of the frozen land! Let’s bless the brilliant future of Baron Ardennes!”
Just like those who had a festival and drinking party in the plaza, the banquet inside the mansion became a lively atmosphere. Then Oriane, who was the only one in the midst of her excitement, greeted her husband her by gently grabbing her husband’s arm her.
“Excuse me, uncle.”
To none other than Marguerite, the Abbot of the Abbey who was dazed.
“I’m sorry my husband caused trouble.”
“… !”
Marguerite, who had to let go of that arm even for the sake of his brother’s honor her, swallowed his resentment her. I gnawed my lips and muttered to myself as I was deprived of the most precious ROM.
‘That bitch like a fire fox is definitely… !’
Like the Duchess, who looked at me with similar emotions, saying that the more you hate them, the more you resemble them.
‘That lowly bastard is definitely…’… !’
The two women clenched their fists.
“Seobang-nim, I ordered Marion to make a nice special seat, right?”
“Which special seat are you talking about?”
“A special seat that looks open at first glance, but has blind spots.”
And Orianne, who could be said to have been victorious in this fierce conflict, whispered in her husband’s ear her with her most lovely smile her and seduced her. She embarrassed him by creating a situation where he couldn’t bear to refuse.
“Shall we do something dirty during the banquet later?”
“Wow, are you already dying?”
In many ways.
“If you do it wrong, you will really die…”
Really in many ways.
