Chapter 8: ~Wenty’s Perspective~
“Alto…
Where is Alto!?”
“M-My apologies, Lady Wenty…
It seems they still haven’t found him yet…”
The new butler bowed respectfully, anxiously wondering whether she would throw another tantrum.
Since nobody knew what she might do, the maids no longer dared enter the room.
Her selfishness had swelled to the point where it would not have been an exaggeration to call her the worst in the kingdom.
“Find him already…!!
You useless idiots!”
“Y-Yes…”
As the butler retreated, the head of the Rubedo House entered instead.
“Papa!!
Listen, those butlers are useless…
I want you to bring me even better servants!”
“Wenty…
You said the exact same thing about Alto…
The current butler is already the tenth one, you know?
Replacing them this quickly over just a few days is absurd.”
“Because they all look down on me!!”
The rank of baron was the lowest among noble society, and they were often looked down upon.
Ever since she had been bullied by the children of marquis and count families during childhood, Wenty had become obsessed with appearances more than anyone else, twisting her personality.
And the one who unintentionally worsened that behavior was Alto.
She had completely grown dependent on Alto, who fulfilled every unreasonable demand she made.
“Wenty, listen carefully.
I managed to secure a marriage proposal with a count family.”
“My!!
Papa, really!?”
“Yes!
If this marriage succeeds, we’ll finally gain real power.”
“That’s amazing, Papa!
So, is he handsome?”
“Ah…
Well, yes!
He’s well-built and has a rather cute face…”
Wenty became even more delighted.
She imagined someone youthful and charming.
“There will be a noble evening party soon.
That’s where you’ll meet Wenty.”
“A noble evening party!?
Can I wear a gorgeous dress!?”
A gorgeous dress.
It was something Alto had painstakingly created after faithfully carrying out the order:
‘Make the most beautiful dress in the kingdom.’
Wenty planned to wear it and humiliate the nobles who once mocked her.
And then she’d dance with her beautiful fiancé.
(If things go like this, nobody will be able to look down on me anymore!
Fufu.)
“Of course!
Anything would look beautiful on you.”
“Yay!
Now all that’s left is for Alto to come back…
Then my life will finally be perfect…
Fufufu.”
However, Uruk was also scheduled to attend that very same party.