Resetting Lady

eginning, but she now had a new reason.
Even when she was told that the answer was love, she did not wish to change the principles of her actions.

“I’ll dial it back.”

“You said you were sick, Milady, but you’ve only been pretending? Still though, you can’t play at night.
It’s said that the Countess is coming.”

“I know… I got it.”

Damn plot development.
No sympathy for laborers inside the novel.

“First, we have to get you dressed up.”

“How come you look more excited?”

“Hehe.
The seamstress brought in the new clothes yesterday and they’re so pretty.”

“Her hands are so slow that I can’t believe she finished the garments only a day before.”

Although, it couldn’t be helped since the customized dress was made after Isella’s.
She let out this small complaint, but as Donna was unaware of the situation, she replied back excitedly.

“But still, it’s really pretty.”

“I got it.”

“Milady, since the leftover cloth came in as well, can I make a ribbon for your hair?”

“You’ve become thorough, too, after dealing with the people from Evans.
Fine.
Do as you please.”

With a spring in her step, Donna cheerily left the room first.
Did she like it that much?

Carynne closed her eyes, preoccupied by the warmth of the towel that Donna had given her.

Across the hall, she could hear Donna saying that she had drawn the bath already.
Carynne sighed and followed behind the maid.
It’s not that she didn’t like dressing up—it’s just annoying.
There were so many other things for her to think about besides the countess.

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Still, she hoped that she could uncover more information from here on out, just as she had been doing so far.

Carynne paused for a moment to turn her head, then she asked.

“By the way, Tom.
Did you properly deliver my letter to Father?”

The boy nodded.

“Alright.”

Carynne headed back to her room.

“I heard you were sick.”

And Isella was there, waiting in front of her bedroom door.

“Isella.”

The bathwater was going to cool down at this rate.
Carynne let out a sigh without hiding it.
At this, Isella made a face.

“You don’t even look sick.”

Isella’s eyebrows were furrowed.

What are you so unhappy about.
It’s the first time that such a grand engagement ceremony was going to be held so ostentatiously.

It was an unparalleled opportunity for Isella, yet here she was, not concealing any of her discomfort towards Carynne.

Carynne tilted her head to the side at this, but soon greeted the other young woman.

“Thank you for your concern, Miss Isella.”

“……”

Might be good to give a smile here.

Isella paused for a moment, but then she hurriedly called out to Carynne again when she tried to leave.

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“Carynne!”

“Yes.”

After calling her like so, silence once again enveloped them as she hesitated to speak the next words.

“Come to my engagement ceremony.”

“I don’t think my condition is good enough for that though.
I haven’t regained much energy yet.”

“Are you seriously saying that when you’ve got enough energy to play the piano so early in the morning?”

“It doesn’t take that much energy out of me to play using my fingers.
And it’s a harpsichord.”

“But that’s not the point here?”

Miss Isella, your tone seems very pointed right now.

Carynne had to control her lips from curling.
Wasn’t this just a pointless attack? Carynne thought about what to do with Isella, who was eager to quarrel at the break of dawn.

It’s been quite a while since Carynne had felt so refreshed.
It was a happy morning where Carynne had confirmed for herself that hope was in sight, yet why was Isella doing this to Carynne during the time that she’s happy?

“The Countess is coming today, but are you going to stay cooped up? If you’re that sick.”

“…I will have to go out, of course.”

Certainly, since it was Countess Elva.
She was the young madam who had a formidable personality and whose husband was the Minister of Finance.
Verdic was desperate to establish connections with that very official.

It was laughable how Isella liked to equate herself to the countess.
Now that Carynne thought about it, would the mistake of revealing their investment funds be committed here again?

“For tonight’s attendance, don’t you think it’ll be too much if you miss two dinners in a row?”

“Isella?”

She spoke in this way.

Carynne looked at Isella with a bit of bewilderment, as though saying,

It’s going to be great for you if I don’t come, but why are you being like this?