CH 15
You Can Keep The Male Lead
âSorry? Me?â I asked back in surprise.
Originally, Plada offered this to Chloe. But why was she asking me now?
âWouldnât you prefer Miss Chloe, who was here earlier?â
âWell, that young lady is also beautiful. I would have asked her if the Count Spilet had not come. But now that Madam is in front of me, whatâs the point in doing that?â
Plada whispered the last words. I didnât know what to say to that, so I stayed silent.
Plada laughed and went back to organizing the clothes.
If I hadnât come, she would have asked Chloe. That was the original flow of the story. In the novel, Erin didnât come here, so Madam Plada made the exclusive offer with Chloe.
âBelieve me when I say Iâll make you the most beautiful flower in the social world,â Plada recited the familiar lines I once read.
I thought for a moment. I had nothing to lose.
Even if I couldnât attend the ball now didnât mean there werenât other chances. In addition, Erin didnât have as many clothes as she should, and she didnât have the money to buy them.
It was a win-win for us.
This time, I took her hand and shook it.
âThen⦠please, Madam Plada.â
âJust leave it to me.â
âBy the way⦠is this because of the business card?â
Plada shook her head at my question. âThe fact that you brought the business card means youâll be a valued patron, but the offer has nothing to do with that. I did say Iâve been watching Madam for a while now.â
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âAh⦠I see.â
As Plada packed the clothes, I stared outside the window and noticed that it was getting dark.
So, how do I get home now? The Prince split the carriage I rode in two with his magic.
Still, Plada took the luggage and went outside. Worst case scenario, I would have to walk, and Iâd have no way of carrying that with me.
âHold on, Plada. I need to call for a carriage.â
âHuh? Isnât the carriage outside not Madamâs?â
âThereâs⦠thereâs a carriage outsideâ¦?â
I opened the door and looked outside. There stood a small carriage, the one the Crown Prince had lent earlier.
As I looked at the carriage, I was caught up in a strange feeling. It was very similar to how I felt when I was sitting next to Enoch earlier.
I let out a breath I hadnât realized I had been holding and breathed in. I would have to ride that carriage. There was no other way to go back.
Before I could say anything, Plada and Chelsea loaded the luggage in the back of the carriage. I didnât know if it was just me, but it looked heavier than it did when I saw it earlier.
âMadam, I was surprised.â
After Erin left, Chelsea suddenly spoke.
With a knowing look, Plada asked, âWhy are you surprised?â
âI didnât expect that youâd ask the future Duchess to be your exclusive model, much less send her all those clothes.â
âWell, my creations didnât have owners yet, so I took the opportunity to give them one.â
âStillâ¦â Chelsea tilted her head in confusion.
âDo you know how many young ladies, wives, and beloved mistresses I have seen in this job?â
âOf course⦠itâs a lot.â
Plada hung some clothes and shook her hands.
âIf itâs just beauty, the mistress, Lady Verezian, might be better. But, not only was Madam beautiful, but she exuded grace. Sheâs the ideal subject.â
âReally⦠is that the reason?â
âOf course, thatâs not all.â
Plada crossed her arms and walked to the window. It looked like it was going to rain soon.
âThe one holding the business card is the future Duchess⦠Iâm curious to see how sheâll come out in the future.â
The carriage stopped at the entrance. I turned to the coachman and said, âThank you for bringing me home. You must be a skilled coachman. The carriage didnât shake the whole way.â
âAh, this carriage has a magic device attached to it. So itâs faster and quieter than a regular carriage.â
I was taken aback, but I nodded my head. âIs that so. In any case, be sure to say thank you to the Crown Prince.â
âYes, I will. Phew. Go ahead. It looks like itâs going to rain soon.â
After the carriage had departed, I entered the main gate. As soon as I entered, I absently looked towards the annex.
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There was a light inside the annex. Surely, theyâre both there. Good. We had separate living quarters, so we didnât have to see each other often.
As I walked across the center of the garden, it started to rain. It began with a drop or two; then, a shower poured down. It was so strong that I couldnât even open my eyes. I ran towards the main building without even thinking about it.
As soon as I ran to the front door and took a breather, I bumped into someone hard and fell straight over.
âOuchâ¦â
When I looked up to see who it was, it was Rupert. He looked startled to see me and didnât seem to have any intention of helping me up. What did I expect?
He belatedly reached out his hand as I got up. You act fast. I snorted, trying to wipe off the water from my clothes and hands.
Surprisingly, Rupert stayed and hung around, but he refused to look me in the eye for some reason.
âArenât you going?â
I tried to leave first, but he suddenly stopped me.
âWait.â He took off his coat and placed it over my shoulders. âDonât walk around like that. Go straight to your room.â
Rupert left and went to the annex. There was a roof on the road connecting the main building and the annex, so he didnât have to worry about getting wet.
âWhatâs up with him.â
I looked back for a moment before going inside. The maid was nowhere to be seen, and the old butler was coming down the stairs.
âI have put my luggage inside⦠maâam.â The butler, who was talking, looked me up and down and gave me a strange smile.
âOkay, well done.â
The butler only turned his gaze away when I narrowed my eyes at him. Whatâs going on?
Because it was raining, the chill gradually penetrated my body. I shuddered and hurried into the room. Iâd have to take a bath as soon as possible.
It was only when I entered the room and looked in the mirror that I understood. The dress Plada gave me to wear was made of a relatively thin white fabric.
It was drenched in the rain, revealing the silhouette of my body. Then I saw the coat Rupert gave me⦠My face turned bright red.
But then I remembered the butlerâs eyes earlier and shuddered in disgust.
There was no way Iâd let that butler stay in this house.
I called Jenny, who was organizing my clothes in the dressing room, and asked her to prepare the bathwater first.
After taking a bath, Jenny prepared a nightgown I had never seen before. The pink silk pajamas looked new, but they werenât Erinâs.
âJenny, I donât think thatâs mine.â
âBut that was in the luggage from a while ago? Isnât that yours?â
âReally?â
At Jennyâs words, I put on the gown and went to the dressing room. Come to think of it, the shift also looked different from yesterday. The color was more subtle, and the soft feel seemed to be of a much higher quality material.
My eyes opened wide when I took in the view of the dressing room. A lot more clothes were hanging than before.
Apart from the casual clothes that Plada made for practice, there were also a few dresses that seemed to be perfect for tea parties or outdoor events.
They werenât as glamorous as party dresses, but they were all luxurious and elegant because Plada handled them all.
âAre these all from the luggage?â
âYes, yes, and look. There are also accessories here,â Jenny gushed as she opened the drawer. It wasnât a lot, but there were accessories and underwear that were obviously new.
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I stared at the items for a moment before putting them back in. Did people treat their exclusive models like this? No, it couldnât be.
Usually, such a partnership meant the model chose a designer whoâd make the dresses theyâd wear for a banquet or tea party. Although Madam Plada was the most famous, there were certainly many other designers in this world besides her.
They wanted to raise the value of their name, so they would sometimes treat high-ranking aristocrats as their exclusive models.
I didnât know if Plada took care of these things because she was aware of my situation or because she just wanted me to wear them.
Either way, I was thankful.
Iâd have to send her a letter of gratitude tomorrow.
With that in mind, I went to my bedroom. The butler changed the bed and furniture as soon as I gave him the money.
I couldnât say that it suited my taste, but I didnât tell him my preference, and I had no intention of staying here long. This would have to do.
Because I had been walking all day, my whole body felt heavy and sore.
Lying in bed, lost in thoughts, I soon fell asleep.
Anyway, I made one mistake today.
A noble ladyâs body was much weaker than I thought. I was groaning all night because of the brief rain.
And that night, I had a terrifying and eerie dream.