My Lady, Please Become My Heroine!: Chapter 17
FOR A PERFECT YOUNG MISS (6)
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One week and two days passed since the Viscountess started to stay in the Gordon County. A noble woman who came to the Viscountess’s stay in the county, sent a letter to where the Viscountess was currently staying. And the recipient readily accepted it.
A white splendid carriage arrived at the Villa. Both of them smiled brightly at each other as soon as they met, like intimate friends who don’t bother with class divisions.
“Viscountess Effie, How have you been?”
“Yes, all thanks to the care of Baroness Stola.”
Both spoke in honorifics to each other without caring about their identities. She led the baroness into the villa saying that she had prepared Black tea and butter cookies which the Baroness enjoyed very much. They conversed with each other without any frivolous sound of laughter, and in between the Viscountess voiced out.
“By the way, for what reason did Baroness Stola come all the way here?”
Though her residence was not that far from here, the travel from another province all the way to here implied that there is a reason behind her visit. The Baroness gently smiled at the Viscountess’s question and answered.
“Ah, I received an invitation to a party soon to celebrate the recovery of young miss Gordon.”
“An invitation…..?”
The eyes of Viscountess widened as if she heard that word for the first time and looked at Baroness Stola.
“Yes, Viscountess Effie also received it right?”
According to what she knew, her relationship with the Gordon mansion was better than with Baroness Stola. There was no reason for the Countess to give invitation only to the Baroness but not her. The Viscountess shook her head with a forced laugh.
“No, the Countess told me that she wanted to give the invitation to me in person when we met last time.”
“Oh My My, I have heard the relation between you two are really good….- ”
After that they talked about the current trends of parasols, food , dresses, paintings, etc..
Why didn’t she send me the invitation?
But all the while they conversed, there was only the invitation in Viscountess’s mind. The Viscountess couldn’t concentrate in the conversation with the Baroness at all.
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“It’s perfect,Young Miss!”
“Hehe, really?”
“That would have been perfect if there was no hehe laughter.”
“Kedrick.”
Beth glared at Kedrick for his unnecessary comment. Claire’s mood went down noticeably.
In the afternoon, when the sun was mild, the three of them had tea time in the garden. To be precise, Claire was the only one having tea while Beth served her and Kedrick guarded.
Claire always had her tea in her room, but Beth wanted Claire to feel the breeze and sunlight so she specially took out some time to prepare an outdoor tea time.
A lace ribbon embedded with pearls held together Claire’s hair and she wore a black brittle dress. She drank black tea carefully without spilling it; there was no end to her loveliness in the perspective of the omniscient Beth. On the other hand, Kedrick also thought she was cute. Even though he teased Claire for no reason, he looked at her with affection.
Claire took a glance at Kedrick and once again turned to sip her black tea. Claire used to slurp her tea with even appreciating its scent and grabbed the cup or put it down with a loud clattering noise. But now it was not the case.
Because of the attribute course she learned as she exchanged her night sleep and the generous teachings provided from her previous life experience, Claire became graceful to the point of not seeing any ineptitude from before just after a small amount of time. Now she won’t open her mouth wide when eating sweet foods, and also to some extent, she could eat cookies without leaving crumbs.
Though there was some sugar dust stuck on her lips, this much can be just regarded as a young child’s cuteness. At first Beth didn’t like Claire learning all these codes of Social Conduct. Even though Claire was ignorant about the etiquette of the aristocrats, she was gentle and soft-hearted compared to other children.
She didn’t do anything which others disliked and knew to be grateful, but she needed to know much more than all of these. Beth thought that if she were not a noble, then it’s very possible for her to run away from all of these. Beth took a Mont Blanc from the uniformly arranged 3 layered tray into a plate and put it before Claire.
“Can I eat it?”
“Eat to your fill.”
Beth didn’t give it to her to practice her table etiquette – Claire also noticed. But in truth, Beth didn’t know the perfect method to eat Mont Blanc upholding the table manners. So it was just a reward for Claire.
No wait, is there a separate method to eat Mont Blanc in table etiquette?
Whether in her previous life or current life, she has never eaten a Mont Blanc – Beth gave it to Claire for her to enjoy. Claire sensed Beth’s intention. With sparkling eyes, she held the fork in a comfortable position for her and pushed aside the big chestnut placed on the top to a corner of the plate. Claire had developed a habit to eat the most delicious thing last.
The soft as silk marron cream entered her mouth which instantly melted and a sweet and savory taste flooded in her mouth. The chestnut flavour ruled every inch of Claire’s body and a slight blush appeared on her tender cheeks.
“So delicious~!”
Isn’t this the real happiness, a small girl, who was only just 8, commenting on life? Beth passed her black tea with a lot of cream and sugar with a pleased smile. For Claire, still now black tea was bitter water with a better smell. When Claire took a sip of the sweet tea, she smiled brilliantly towards Beth.
When the Viscountess came and undermined and insulted Claire in their first meeting, the time she taught reduced day by day and now she would only greet her, sit there awkwardly for 10 min and would live.
It’s just that she doesn’t have any thoughts to properly teach her.
As Beth looked at the mansion sulkily, she felt Claire going for another Mont Blanc. But Beth only slightly pushed the basket holding Madeline towards Claire.
Peeking at Kedrick, Claire picked out a parched Madeline with her bare hands and put it into her mouth. Seeing Claire’s lips and mouth smeared with marron cream, Kedrick felt it must have been hard on her. Beth just looked at Claire gently and wiped her mouth with a napkin without hurting her. With cheeks dyed in a blush, Claire took out a Madeline from the basket.
“Beth eat this! It is really tasty!”
“Thank you, Young Miss.”
Beth bent her knees as she curtsied and lifted up her head and showed a sweet smile. Beth felt herself being watched as she took a bite of Madeline and showed an expression of delight. Beth hesitated whether her actions were the right solution and her eyes which contained all of these was more dazzling than the night sky.
As they were having a happy tea time in the afternoon, an uninvited guest entered Beth’s eyes.
It looked like the Viscountess finally ended her chat with the Countess.With a calm expression she was on her way to outside the mansion, but there was an uneasiness in her steps unlike her usual composure.
Beth, who knew the reason behind it, just contained her emotions in her calm eyes.
Claire realized that Beth’s gaze was no longer on her and with a doubt she turned her head around and found her so-called teacher, Viscountess Effie.
Claire sat on a high chair. She slid out from her chair and looked if there were creases on her dress. She held her dress with her baby hands. She slid her hands through her hair.
“Beth, How do I look?”
“Lovely as usual.”
The fact that Claire was lovely was universally accepted but Earl Gordon and the ones associated with him were blind enough not to realize her true value. That truth made Beth disappointed that she couldn’t help but be angry.
“I will go and greet Teacher a safe trip then come back.”
It was because Claire had a beautiful heart that she always greeted Viscountess Effie who was hostile to Claire. Beth followed Claire with neatly folded hands leaving a 3 step distance from Claire as she went ahead to catch up with the Viscountess.
As they moved closer, sounds of the wives could be heard.
“Today was also an enjoyable day, madame.”
“It was me who really enjoyed it. Because after having your company, there had never been a boring day.”
Usually one would leave after such salutations, but Madame Effie kept looking at the Countess without moving from her place. The carriage already arrived and behind it, Madame Effie stood as if she got dumped. Beth looked at Madame Effie and the Countess as she rolled her eyes. Beth stood there as if she didn’t notice at all about the conversation between the Viscountess and theCountess.
“Hmm, Countess?”
“Yes, is there anything you want to say?”
The noblities are raised while teaching the code of social conduct that they must not bluntly open up what is on their mind. When Cecil, who transmigrated at the start of the story, made a blunt remark towards the male protagonist, unlike how a noble acted, he took a special interest in her.
An engaged man going here and there to cheat.
Thinking about the male protagonist that she was yet to meet, the Crown Prince Arthur, Beth tightened her neatly folded hands. The strength was so strong that veins bulged on her hand and Kedrick who stood beside her saw this and furrowed his eyebrows.
“Madame Gordon, is there….. anything….. you..forgot?”
“Something I forgot?”
“Yes”
The Viscountess nodded her head smiling as elegantly as possible, Beth without a fail noticed that her insides were burning up. As the party who designed all these things, wasn’t that natural?
Beth didn’t know that the Viscountess already knew that other people had gotten their invitations. Anyway for these sorts of matters, the sooner the better.
“The thing I forgot…..”
The Countess as if found out what she forgot made an ‘Ah’ sound in exclamation.
“Oh, I forgot about that.”
So she is going to give me the invitation at last. Thinking so, a relieved smile spread on the Viscountess’ face. But hearing her next words, that smile faded.
“The gloves I promised to lend to you, just take it. This time the Earl said to order a new one.”
The eyelids of the Viscountess trembled. Hiding her trembling voice, she replied in her usual gentle tone.
“.…. I understand.”
“Oh~”
Beth whistled in her mind. She didn’t expect that the Countess would say something like that. But seeing the red faced Viscountess hearing those words, she felt that the effect was much better.
“.….. Then I will take my leave.”
“Okay, see you tomorrow.”
The Viscountess’s mood was ugly from the very start, the Countess who didn’t realize it, without raising any doubt, just stood there to see off the carriage and went inside.
Claire who stood by herself in the middle of the garden, was noticeably sullen and lowered her head.
“I couldn’t greet her today.”
Yesterday she was rebuked saying that her crossed leg posture was weird and Claire practiced many times. Her posture greatly improved from yesterday, so Claire lit her hopes to get praise from the Viscountess but became sullen instead.
Beth gently patted her back and comforted her in a gentle tone.
“It is okay, Young Miss. Because I am sure that it’ll be perfect. It will be difficult to find such a perfect young miss of the same age.”
“Is that so? So that’s the case….,” Claire’s cheeks were dyed red, she raised her head and asked Beth.
“But Beth…..”
“Yes?”
“’Of the same age’ what does it mean?”
“Ah….”
Is it normal for an 8 year old girl not to know that term ‘Of Same age’? Since her memories of when she was 8 years old was too far off, she didn’t know. Beth tilted her head and smiled sweetly towards Claire as she led her towards where they had their tea before.
“That means….”
When looking for a new teacher, she must look for someone who could also teach Claire the language.
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