Two-Faced Princess

“I got some as a gift, so it’s alright.”

“From whom?”

“Marquis… Marquis Edwin. He imports silk and even gave me some, including tailcoats. I refused, but he sent me one more time. I’m going to wear it because I think it’s alright.”

Apollonia knew a writer with the surname, Edwin.

To be exact, she had seen Lorelai Edwin, the daughter of Marquis Edwin, several times.

“I’m guessing he wanted you to be his future son-in-law. That must be it.”

“What?”

Uriel, who was going to pour some tea, as usual, opened his eyes wide.

Even if it was dark at night, his sky-blue eyes would still glitter like turquoise as if it were still daylight.

“What do you mean, son-in-law? I don’t want to!”

He shouted in dismay, looking like a child who had been robbed of his candy.

“It became obvious to me after the Marquis sent you a tailcoat.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Lorelai will attend the ball wearing a dress tailored to the clothes she sent you. What would people think if you came to the banquet wearing the Marquis’ gift?”

The aristocracy moved by many clever rules.

When men and women appeared in matching clothes in official places, it naturally meant that they were dating.

Marquis Edwin intended to use this as a trick to knit his daughter with Uriel.

“What is the color of the clothes they sent you?”

“White with golden embroideries.”

“Well, you will look good in white.”

“Your Highness!”

Apollonia smirked at Uriel’s frank rejection.

“I don’t like wearing white because it makes me appear as white as a snowman from head to toe,” Uriel murmured.

Apollonia doubted her ears because she knew that Uriel couldn’t care less about the colors of his clothes.

“What?”

“I’ll wear a different color.”

“You don’t have anyone yet. You should get a pair.”

“I don’t want to be there alone,”

Uriel said, chewing his lower lip as if wanting to say something more.

“Then do you want me to send Adrian?”

“Adrian is busy, Your Highness! How much work do you have to make her do?”

He gave a hasty refusal.

Then, he said softly.”Your Highness, please come with me to the ball.”

“You want us to go together?”

When Apollonia looked at him in surprise, Uriel’s ears flushed.

However, he did not withdraw the proposal.

“I don’t know how to do this so please go buy some clothes with me.”

Apollonia looked at him for a moment.

When he came to the palace to assassinate her, he was definitely good at finding where her bedroom was.

Now, he was claiming he had no idea where to find a clothing store.

Nevertheless, she didn’t want to turn down a rare request from Uriel.

It was also disturbing to send Uriel alone when he had no interest in clothes even if he was smarter in other things.

“Shall we?”

Uriel’s nodding eyes crinkled beautifully like crescent moons.

* * *

Clarissa Jensen was the most famous designer in the capital.

She realized her talent and began to make clothes only after she was twenty years old, and five years after she started working, she became one of the leading designers in the Empire.

Over the next decade or so, she also led the fashion trends in this Empire.

From the tuxedo of various noblemen to the queen’s birthday gowns and the dresses of famous actors, actresses and opera singers, all celebrities in the capital who were interested in fashion went through her hands once.

Due to her long career, she was once swindled in the middle and her salon was reeling.

She was in danger of being forgotten forever at that time by her blue-blooded competitors as well as struggling with finances.

At that time, Lady Eileen Idena helped her regain her previous position with the sponsorship of the Upper Society.

Now that she had gone through all the hardships and stood tall as the number one designer in the fashion world, Madame Jensen was indifferent to seeing many models.

She analyzed beauty—skin tone, height, body type, etc.——rather than admiration.

She carefully monitored people’s appearance to create matching clothes.

She also wasn’t interested in anything but work.

Madame Jensen never did anything tacky such as staring at a beautiful woman.

However, today was different.

“Apollonia Alistair Ferdinand.”

As soon as she checked the name of the one who made a reservation this morning, she had to blink a couple of times.

Isn’t this the name of the princess who got engaged six times and broken up six times as well?

Madame Jensen had made her engagement dresses a couple of times.

Her pure white wedding gowns seemed to have lost their meaning of purity throughout her failed marriage attempts.

But the princess visiting in person?

It was the first time she had ever done that.

Members of the Royal Family were accustomed to calling people to the palace but they had never visited the salon in person to have some matching clothes.