Chapter: 403

Fritz politely held out his hand.

Astelle took his hand.

“You changed your dress.”

“Yes, it got dirty.”

Fritz seemed to want to ask what had happened, but Astelle gave no further details.

Astelle took Fritz’s hand and went out into the center of the ballroom.

‘The first dance at the ball must be the Minuet.’

She was walking slowly on the smooth marble floor.

Suddenly her shoe that touched the floor tilted on its own.

“Ugh…!”

The moment she was about to fall, Fritz, who was standing right next to her, quickly grabbed her arm.

“Are you okay?”

Astelle leaned on his arm.

Everyone’s eyes were on her.

“Oh my……what’s going on?”

People who saw Astelle staggering murmured.

She hurriedly tried to head towards the center of the ballroom, but as soon as she took another step, she fell down helplessly.

Astelle clasped Fritz’s arms firmly with both hands, supporting her staggering body.

‘What’s wrong with me?’

She tried moving her shoes carefully.

As soon as the high heels of the shoes hit the floor, they leaned sideways helplessly.

‘The heels……’

The heels of the shoes were broken.

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“What’s wrong?”