âOmg! It doesnât unfold! What the hell have you done, you wicked witch!â
âEdna, I heard you have holy power! Release me immediately.â
âMy holy power is not purifying power, but offensive powerâŚâ
âThen show the witch at least!â
The moment someone shouted that, she opened the rulebook.
âAnyone who uses violence for private purposes within the territory without the permission of the Grand Duke or a person acting for him, whether high or low, will be immediately expelled and punished appropriately.â
After reciting the Grand Dukeâs work rules, the ladies became dumb. She bowed slightly on her knees and shouted as she climbed the stairs.
âThe moment you truly repent, your fingers will straighten themselves.â
It was so loud that it was deafening. As the party guests looked away from the dolly-looking window, Luna stood behind her with her arms crossed.
âWhat are you thinking about? We called several times, but you didnât hear.â
âUh? Iâm not thinking about anything.â
âSo, why did you call me?â
âWhen are we going to see the fireworks?â
She was startled when she saw the clock on the table. When did the time become like this?
She took the children downstairs. Because children werenât allowed to attend the party, but they had asked permission to watch the fireworks together. So after taking the children to the Grand Duke, she planned to go to the garden and set off firecrackers with magic. HoweverâŚ
The ballroom was so vast and crowded that the Grand Duke could not be seen.
She approached the knight who was laughing and talking with other customers nearby.
âWhere is the Grand Duke?â
The crowd at the place Sir Victor pointed with his hand dispersed just in time. Sh was dazed for a moment at the sight she saw in between. The Grand Duke was dancing in the middle of the ballroom. With the daughter of the Monette family.
âThey are a really good pair.â
The elderly ladies around them looked at the two dancing with delighted eyes and admired them. The young ladies of the Grand Dukeâs age looked at him with eyes that clearly showed their disappointment and envy at the fact that they had not been chosen.
SheI was worried that her eyes would be like that now, so she looked away.
âIf the previous Grand Duke couple had been alive, I think they would have already sent a letter of courtship to the Monette family.â
A gray-haired nobleman asked Sir Daniel, who was standing on the wall behind them.
âThe Monette lady is a wife candidate with a status befitting the Grand Duchy in many ways, from its history to its status.â
Sir Daniel replied roundly, but everyone would have interpreted it as an affirmation that the Grand Duke would soon send a letter of courtship to the Monette family.
She came to her senses and pushed the children towards Sir Victor.
âCould you look after the Grand Prince and the Grand Princess for a moment? I decided to bring it to Her Highness.â
âWhere are you going?â
âBecause of the fireworksâŚâ
âOh, there are still two or three songs left, so you can take it slow. Donât do that, letâs dance a song while Miss Hazel is here.â
Sir Victor must have been a nobleman after all, but unlike his usual rough and rugged life, he politely extended his hand to me.
âBut I donât know how to danceâŚâ
âNo one knows how to dance from birth. Isnât it time for everyone to learn? For Miss Hazel, today is that time.â
âThatâs right. Hazel learns to dance like us.â
Luna took Lucaâs hand and spun around as she learned in her dance class.
âSir Daniel will take care of the Grand Duchess and the Grand Duke.â
Sir Victor beckoned, and Sir Daniel raised his voice in surprise. A troubled expression flashed on the captainâs face.
âWell, it seems that the employee dancing at the employerâs party isâŚâ
âSir Daniel and I are servants of the same grand ducal family, arenât we?â
Sir Victor then asked Sir Daniel.
Sir Daniel stared into the middle of the ballroom where the Archduke was and nodded his head.
âDonât get close to His Highness.â
âYes, yes. I will follow your orders, vice-captain. I have no intention of stealing attention from the main character of the day. It canât be, ha ha!â
In the end, she took Sir Victorâs hand in a daze and headed into the ballroom.
âNow, a half step forward⌠Then take the other foot half a step to the sideâŚâ
âOh, itâs so difficultâŚâ
âYou are doing well.â
âItâs thanks to the good teacher.â
She got used to it pretty quickly, following Sir Victorâs guidance. As soon as her mind was relaxed, her gaze naturally turned to the surroundings.
She would take off my apron. She began to feel humbled among the aristocratic ladies who danced with colorful jewels jingling and fluttering hems of rich dresses.
After losing her focus like that, she eventually stepped on Sir Victorâs foot.
âThis is it, what. Nothing.â
She moved her feet back to match Sir Victor.
âI was distracted by something else, hahaâŚâ
âItâs okay. When I first started learning, I stepped on the other personâs feet so much that for a while, everyone rejected my dance requestâŚâ
It was a time when she laughed while listening to Sir Victorâs jokes.
âIs someone like that teaching you to dance?â
She heard a familiar voice and a long shadow cast over her. As she was about to look up, a large male hand burst out from behind her and took her hand away from Sir Victor. She turned around and the moment her eyes met the man holding her hand, her heart sank. The Grand Dukeâs purple eyes looking down at her were cold.
âOh no, Iâm pretty good at it now.â
âThatâs not the problem. The string is untied.â
The Grand Dukeâs eyes turned downward. Following his gaze, she saw that the laces on her right shoe were indeed untied.
âYou donât even know this. The teacher is sloppy. What are you going to do if you trip and fall? Itâs dangerous.â
So youâre saying the Grand Duke was looking at her? Oh no. Maybe she just turned her head and their eyes met by chanceâŚ
When the Grand Duke tried to lean toward her shoes, she flinched and swung her free hand. At that moment, when the shoelaces that had been untied were tied by themselves, the Grand Duke paused without extending his hand.
The Grand Duke straightened up again and brushed his hair. Like the last New Yearâs festival, the auricles under the neatly combed hair were red.
âAnyway, the teacher is not good.â
âSince a great teacher has appeared, I, the insignificant one, will leave now.â
The moment the Grand Duke playfully scolded him again, Sir Victor laughed meaningfully and withdrew with an exaggerated courtesy.
âAh, then I need to go too.â
She removed her hand from the Grand Dukeâs and left the ballroom as if to run away, bowing in a sloppy manner that would sigh if Lady Valea saw it. It was the time when she ran out of the wide open door and hurried down the high steps of the terrace.
She stepped on the loose shoelace, probably because she had tied it too long. It was the moment when she lost her balance and closed her eyes tightly. Someone suddenly grabbed her body, which she thought would plummet down the far-off marble stairs.
âDidnât you hear my warning that you might trip and fall?â
As her heart thumped as if it were about to burst out of her mouth, the Grand Duke stopped her in front of the terrace railing with a face full of anger and put her on one of her shoes.
âIt wonât work out anymore.â
She had the foolish idea that what he was talking about might not be shoelaces, but the magic that was on her at this moment. Although she was not Cinderella.
She came to her senses only when the Grand Duke asked with a worried face. Even though it was dark on the terrace, she turned her head so he couldnât see her flushed face.
âYes, yes. Iâm OK. Thank you. Go in now.â
She thought he was going to leave because he let go of her hand, but he didnât.
âShouldnât I save face by proving that I am a better teacher than Victor?â
He took a step back from her and bowed gracefully and moderately. Like right before dancing.
âI⌠To dance here dressed like thisâŚâ
âHow about the clothes I bought you?â
In the end, like a possessed person, she slightly lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed, and the Grand Duke smiled and held out his hand.
He looked like a prince. But she was a witch. At that moment, she was about to put her hand on his, but hesitated. Did the Grand Duke not feel it? Behind him, from the window, countless eyes were watching them. Among them was a familiar face she had seen this afternoon. As her gaze reached Princess Monette, who was wiping her tears with a handkerchief while being comforted by the ladies, she removed her hand from the Grand Dukeâs fingertips and turned around resolutely like someone burned.
âSorry, but I have to go prepare the fireworks.â
She repeated as she stepped carefully step by step on the stairs so that the Grand Duke would not have to catch her again. The prince must dance with the princess, not with a witch. Witches in fairy tales were only supporting characters. She was not the main character. So heâs not hers.
âWow, brother, look at that! Can you see?â
Elliotâs gaze, which was casually nodding at Luca, was not focused on the colored fireworks that adorned the sky. Farther below, in the dark garden, there was a woman who created this magical moment.