This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 120
“What did you just say?”
“If everyone thinks all Astras are like you, what then?”
She then delicately fanned herself with her folding fan.
It was getting quite chilly as winter approached.
Even the tea brought for us to drink during breaks was sipped with a pinky raised.
Seeing her pinky trembling as she held it too high, I realized,
‘She’s got a case of the chuunibyou syndrome, huh.’
Riantine was about to stand up angrily, so I quickly grabbed her.
“Why?”
“Gonna hurt her, so dun.” (It’s going to hurt her, so don’t.)
“Juliana won’t get hurt. Not at all.”
“Nwo.”
Later, when she remembers this day, I know just how much it’ll hurt, so much that she’ll be kicking the blankets every night in sheer embarrassment.
I too, during my ‘lone wolf of Siberia’ phase when I was still Yoo Hyemin, knew it well.
I looked at her with a sympathetic gaze.
At least we don’t have social media here, thankfully.
The kids from the intermediate class chattered away.
“Recently, it’s become a trend to leave messages on the wall of the shopping district. Juliana went too, right?”
“Yes. She wrote a few verses of poetry.”
Seeing Juliana unable to even embrace the advantages this otherworld offered, I silently prayed for her in my mind.
Soon after, the door to the etiquette room opened. The identities of the noblewomen visiting today had been kept a secret.
It was only whispered that they were renowned ladies from the imperial capital because this etiquette lesson was also part of an assessment.
‘They must mean no bribes should be exchanged.’
Two noblewomen entered the etiquette room. One, dressed in a very luxurious red gown, pulled up the corners of her mouth.
“I’m Margarita Gonalon. It’s a pleasure to meet the children of Astra.”
The other woman, in a yellow dress, curtseyed lightly.
“I’m Maria Mir.”
The children of Astra greeted them with curtsies and bowed knees.
“Welcome to Astra.”
“Welcome.”
“Welcome.”
The oldest child led the greeting, and the others joined in chorus.
“Oh my, such excellent posture from these young ladies. I wonder if there’s anything left for us to teach.”
While the children were joyously exclaiming “Oh my,” I stood frozen.
‘What?’
Why was Madam Gonalon’s here?
Madam Gonalong is a hidden close confidant of Imperial Consort Othellia.
Her role was to gather all the information from the social circles and report back to Empress Othellia.
And Imperial Consort Othellia is…
‘The sister of Marquis Boucherz who committed suicide after being caught placing a curse on Joshua!’
Moreover, she is the mother of the emperor’s eldest son.
“We will be staying in Astra for a total of ten days to oversee the young ladies’ etiquette. I hope we have a pleasant time.”
‘Madam Gonalon wouldn’t have come for no reason.’
She must be swamped due to the social crackdown ordered by Empress Othellia.
But to stay here for ten days?
It doesn’t make sense.
‘She must have come with an ulterior motive.’
I watched Madam Gonalon with a sharp eye.
* * *
The first etiquette lesson ended quickly.
It was mostly introductions and greetings.
“Then, see you tomorrow.”
After Madam Gonalon and Madam Mir left, the children dispersed.
Deianira approached me.
“I’m going to see the tea leaves, do you want to come with, Erylotte?”
“I’m goin back to my woom.”
Deianira seemed very disappointed, but Riantine hurried her along.
“Erylotte is still young, so she doesn’t know much about things like tea leaves. Let’s go, Deianira!”
“Okay.”
After the two left, I headed straight to my room.
Once I confirmed no one was in my room, I sat down on the bed.
And I activated my blessing.
<Grandvill> had serialized up to chapter 10.
└ isn’t it nice to have at least one kind of this novel tho?
└ then the author shouldn’t have tricked people with the book description uuugh
The commenters were still being aggro.
I scrolled through the comments.
‘Madam Gonalon. Any comment about Madam Gonalon at all…’
‘If that’s not about the First Prince, then…’
I gasped.
The time for his appearance has come.
The real eldest son of the emperor.
The male lead of this novel.
Alexis.
