I slowly turned my eyes to glance at Sadie, but she didnât seem to notice anything inside because she had folded the shawl several times.
âAlright, you can leave now.â
Sadie left the room with a more cautious attitude than usual. The sound of small steps buried away in the carpet.
One, two, three, four, five.
It wasnât until I counted up to five in my mind that I unfolded the shawl. As expected, a beautiful note was folded neatly.
When I read it, it was in Aliceâs handwriting.
âDonât go to the tea party.â
She was telling me what to do.
Longer time spent with someone means youâll know a lot about your opponent, whether you want it or not.
As a mere fiancĂ©e, I couldnât get to know Aaronâs innermost thoughts, but his superficial parts were too well known.
He is a very regular man.
Meal time, education time, training time, even wake up and bedtime are set in minutes.
Aaronâs time in ordinary circumstances was always chivalrous, although it changed little by little when a separate exception was made.
So, as far as I know, Aaron is now on his way back to the main building of his mansion after training.
I know it, but I canât help getting nervous.
Iâm waiting for Aaron in the first drawing room of Marquis Claymoreâs mansion. My heart has not calmed down since I read Aliceâs note.
For some time, a second flowed like a year, and the door to the drawing room finally opened.
I stood up screaming his name.
âRoa? What are you doing hereââ
âYou havenât responded yet, have you? You didnât say you were going, did you? Why arenât you answering me?â
âIf itâs a replyâyou mean, the tea party? I havenât done it yet.â
I breathed a sigh of relief only then.
The people of Claymore were so strict with principles that they didnât answer my question about whether Edgar was still waiting for a reply. It was only natural, but the silence sounded like a denial, and my heart was no longer can take it.
Finally, I was able to calm down.
I ignored the bewildered servants and greeted him with belated courtesy.
Aaron greeted back with a grim face, then he sent out the servants.
Itâs almost time for dinner, so I denied tea and the conversation began immediately.
âIf I had not received a reply from you by the end of the day, I would have answered tomorrow ⊠didnât I write it to you? Did something happen?â
âIâm just worried for no reason.â
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Aliceâs warning against Nocton was the same in the ballroom, but the weight of the words was different from then and now.
I shouldnât go to the tea party, which makes me anxious.
Itâs even worse because Alice has never said so strongly.
I was swayed by her note for a reason, and as time passed, my doubts about Nocton seemed to grow endlessly.
Even if I donât find a problem with Nocton in the Memoriaâs Seal, I may not even believe him now.