Formerly, The Fallen Daughter of the Duke

39. Exposure

Around that time, Claire was getting ready for the night club.

The ladies, who are instructed by Veek to do the finest finishing touches, carefully polished Claire’s hair from one hair to the tip of her nails.

Claire was also smooth to prepare, without being confused by what she was used to.

This time the dress was decorte laced from a dark blue dress tailored by Isabella for a night club in search of the Queen, and the entire shape was recreated into a mermaid line.

Vike said he wanted to renovate his dress for this nightclub, but Claire insisted that the cost should be spent for the people. The simple dress further highlights Claire’s good style and beauty.

To finish, the jewels were scattered over the hairstyles put together in the up and the night club was ready.

“Hmm.”

…… Conn.

I’m just horrified when I’m ready, and the door is knocked. Looking at the clock, it was already time to leave.

(I hear there’s not just Asberto and his father at the venue, but even Charlotte. A little, scary)

As Claire lay her hands on her chest and breathed deeply, Veek, guided by a samurai, came into the room. And I give you an exclamation.

“Exactly. You sound like a princess.”

“Phew.”

Veek’s words coincide with the word ‘like a princess’ that Charlotte used to call me when I was a little girl.

(I won’t go back to those days, but I have someone and a place to lean in right now)

“So, come on.”

To a confident vik, Claire nodded with a smile.

―――――

When I grabbed Veek’s arm lightly and walked into the venue, I could see that the venue had gone a long way.

“That…”

“His Royal Highness Asberto’s former…”

“Real? …”

I hear voices everywhere that make me want to block my ears.

Feeling the force in Claire’s hand grasping her own arm, Vike lay the hand of the ungrasped on Claire’s hand, peeking into Claire’s eyes and gently nodding. Claire, too, stares back into Veek’s eyes and smiles.

The atmosphere of the venue, where the sight was so beautiful as a single painting and was about to be spoken of as funny and funny and scandalous, was admirably repainted. And a sigh leaked from many of the attendees.

“… Huh. Perhaps you will spend this night with His Highness Asberto, but are you okay with being so trembling”

“… where I want to be”

Claire stretched her best with the finest smile on her face.

Charlotte, still unaware that the two had arrived at the venue while Claire and Vike were in the spotlight, had been lectured on standing and behaving from Salomon at the edge of the venue.

“Okay, Miss Charlotte. The guests are the First Prince of the Great Power and Puffett and his fiancée. You shouldn’t talk to me from below. [M] Also, you’re not the star of the day. The only behavior you are allowed to behave today is smiling next to His Highness Asberto…. Are you listening, Miss Charlotte!

“Huh. Dear Asberto, let’s get to the prince as soon as possible. I have a lot to talk about.”

Congratulations, Charlotte, who has not yet been informed that her fiancé is Claire, is floating without listening to Salomon.

(It’s okay to have a fiancée. I have white magic)

Asbert glanced at Charlotte.

“Looks like you two have arrived…. Let’s go.”

“Huh!

Lewis, who senses Charlotte approaching, turns a blind eye to Keith and Donny.

“This feels… Seriously? As I can see, the power of”

“She doesn’t seem to have much training.”

Lui says with a harsh look. I don’t know what Charlotte’s purpose was, but I knew that a line would never be controlled by negative emotions. What scared me was the pattern of her coming up against Claire to make some kind of attack.

Claire also noticed that Asbert and Charlotte were approaching. Veek gently wraps Claire’s hand around.

“Claire, your sister… why are you here…”

The moment he confronted Claire and Vique, Charlotte suddenly broke the caution she told Salomon by souring her mouth.

I can see the emotions in the eyes that are wide open, incredible.

Claire did not answer the question and waited for Asbert to introduce Charlotte with a smile on her face.

“Her Royal Highness, Miss Claire. Welcome aboard. This is my fiancée, Miss Charlotte Martino.”

“It’s Vique William Puffistant, the first prince of the Puffite Nation. Miss Charlotte…. I’m listening. This is my fiancé, Miss Claire Martino.”

Claire, who was introduced, took Asbert’s hand and showed off her beautiful Cartesy.

Exclamation leaks from the nobles who watched the combination of causes faraway.

“I met her about six months ago in the custody of EAS and took her straight back to the King’s Capital. Thank you very much to the Noston Country for the wonderful encounter.”

Vik explains in a glimpse, but the choice of words is somewhat prickly.

“I thought you were gone because of it… how did you show up again… and I can’t believe you’re the fiancée of the prince of the Pfeet Nation…!

From Charlotte’s mouth, there was a kind of heart voice that you should never show. It was leaking.

Charlotte, watch your mouth.

Asbert controls Charlotte with a harsh voice.

“… What, did you hear that? Oh, sister. It’s a bad idea to be engaged to the Prince of the Paft Country… not very lucky and delightful.”

Charlotte hurried back to me and smiled innocently, fixing it. And I got back on my mind, stepped forward, and now I said to Veek.

“I’ve always been looking forward to seeing Master Veek! After the night club, we will have plenty of wine and sweets in your room, so please let us know a lot about the Paft Country!

Donnie, who had refrained behind him, unwittingly erupts into a proposal that is not too ladylike. Lewis kicked Donny’s tibia without changing his expression.

To the unresponsive vik, Charlotte folds even more.

“Lady Veek’s fiancée, she’s my sister. She was my favorite sister, and all of a sudden she was gone… my sister, I missed her.”

And Charlotte burst into tears with Gunsoon.

(I can’t believe you’re acting like this… I wonder if Charlotte, the future queen, doesn’t have an educator?)

Claire, too worried, whispers as she takes out the handkerchief and gives it to Charlotte.

“Long time no see, Charlotte. Calm down a little. You can’t talk more than you need to at a night club like today.”

“That’s how your sister does it again… Are you having fun abusing me again, even though you saw me because of it?… whoa.”

Charlotte’s voice was loud, as opposed to Claire, who spoke in a small voice not to be ashamed of Asberto or Charlotte.

Charlotte’s voice flashes back the day Claire leaves the Royal College of Aristocracy crying hard over the dormitory door to shield Miss Caroline. At the time Claire finally tried to notice the angry emotions she had hidden in herself, a voice came from over her head.

“That’s disrespectful.”

That’s what I said, it wasn’t Veek, it was Asberto. That sounded hard to believe in Russia to Claire, who only remembered how to drown Charlotte.

“Charlotte, stay back already. I will not tolerate any more damage to the dignity of the Noston nation”

“Asberto… you?

Charlotte, who had worked so hard to sell her festivities to Veek, wolves.

“Can’t you hear me? Quickly exit.”

Asbert ordered in an even colder voice, as he cut the numbness.

“Why not? I, your sister, have been abusive… Why are you taking sides… I don’t…”

Charlotte ran away with tears in her eyes.

(Was this what Charlotte was supposed to be? How could I not have noticed)

In Asbert’s head, deliberately crying and glimpsing Charlotte’s back exiting while buying sympathy, Salomon’s voice echoed, ‘Do you understand that Miss Claire has lost her way?’

(I don’t know…)

“Sorry”

Asberto bowed his head toward Claire and Vique.

It must not be the case that a prince of a country bows his head in public. Claire hurries to speak to Asberto.

“Your Highness. Many nobles see it. Please raise your face.”

“No, it’s not just her standing behavior…. everything that’s ever happened. As a prince, I don’t think I can help losing my majesty”

Indeed, Claire may have been deprived of a lot by Charlotte. But to Claire, who is so forward-looking, it didn’t seem like anything more meaningful like an apology right now. Because it was all sublime as a passing thing.

Veek stares at Asberto with his head down and leaves it for a little while before saying:

“You would have spent a long time at her side, too. You think Claire would be happy to do that?”

“But I…”

Vik continues.

“From what I can tell, Claire is a woman with great qualities as queen. It is not just beautiful and intelligent, but naturally rich enough to think and execute about the country and the people. Raising her would be a wonderful environment in the Noston Country. She is not pleased that the country will decline or that its pride will be lost”

“His Highness Asberto. So raise your face.

Claire also agreed with Vik, and it was then that Asbert tried to get his posture back.

“Claire.”

Claire trembled in horror at the voice of her father Benjamin, whom she suddenly heard.

There, King Noston and Benjamin stood side by side.

Behind them is Charlotte covering her face with a handkerchief. I’m sure he cried right after Asberto scolded him and left.

Vike stands in front of Claire so as to block Benjamin’s gaze.

King Noston and Claire have never had a close conversation. From Claire’s point of view, however, I had the impression that he was a gentle person who was good at balancing with each other while maintaining his majesty as king. But I can’t even feel a shard of serenity in King Noston right now in front of me.

Something’s wrong.

Claire is baffled and can put her strength into her hand grabbing Veek’s elbow.

King Noston looked inexorably at the two, then said.

“As a Noston State, I cannot consent to two marriages”