Chapter: 224

She didn’t care if she couldn’t keep her oath.

Her father, the Duke of Reston had cut ties with her.

And it wasn’t just her maternal grandfather, the Marquis of Carlenberg, whom she called ‘grandfather’.

The deceased former Duke of Reston was also her ‘grandfather’.

“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything.”

Astelle swore calmly and concealed her inner feelings.

“And if this goes well, I will not ask Sir Vellian such a difficult request in the future. I will completely forget about your work at the inn back then.”

“……I wish I could believe those words,” Vellian muttered helplessly.

“Thank you for listening to my request. I was interrupting a busy person. I will take my leave now.”

It was when Astelle got up to say thank you. Vellian asked with a confused expression, “Are you going to invite His Majesty as well?”

Astelle looked back at him as if asking what he meant.

It seems that he really hated doing Astelle’s request.

Seeing that he deliberately mentions his name, knowing that she doesn’t like meeting Kaizen.

Astelle flatly refused, “This is a tea party held to get rid of old feelings, so there is no need to bring the emperor. Don’t tell His Majesty.”

***

The Marchioness looked at the luxurious envelope and asked nervously, “A tea party invitation?”

In the afternoon, an invitation to a tea party was delivered in the name of Vellian.

It was a polite request to attend a tea party in the tea room in the garden.

“Did you say that the woman has been to the main palace?”

“Yes. It is said that the Count and Lady Astelle talked to each other alone.”

The maid who brought the invitation answered the question of the Marchioness.

‘What had she planned?’

The Marchioness wasn’t stupid either.

There was no reason for Vellian, the emperor’s aide, to suddenly hold a tea party.

Why did a nobleman host a tea party in the first place?