A week later, Rubinia Cassner really came to Count Buchanan.
Kyrieâs offer wasnât a bad condition for Rubinia. Currently, Buchananâs position in society was higher than that of Old Ciudad and Eden Hall.
During that week, Kyrie was quite busy. He wouldnât have done it in the past, but since âthat conversationâ, Nathanielâs gaze had become strangely persistent. And Nathaniel was naturally attached to Kyrie a lot more.
Thanks to this, she needed something else to focus on, and the small salon that Kyrie opened did its part.
Rubinia Cassner got off at the back door of Count Buchanan in the midst of the salon.
Wearing light orange shoes and dress, a bonnet with lace and flowers, and a white cloak with a black spotted pattern, she spat out a rough greeting with a lovely face.
âItâs not funny, really. Inviting me on the day you open the salon? Youâve been looking forward to the day you water me, havenât you?
(Q/C: Rubinia said Kyrie is looking forward to the day she humiliates herself or fails in front of others.)
âCome in for now.â
âTake this book and go away. I donât know if I found the right one, but I want it back within a week.â
Tossing it, Rubinia handed the book to Kyrie. It was also rough but it was already expected. Kyrie clapped twice.
âHold her.â
âYes, miss.â
âWhatâŚ!â
Older and stronger female servants under Kyrieâs command grabbed Rubiniaâs arm.
âWh-wh-whatâs this? You said you wouldnât kill me! L-Let go of me?!â
Kyrie smiled.
âI didnât want to use this method, but our personalities are polar opposites, right? I thought youâd listen to me if I did this much.â
âHey!â
âDonât talk down to me. Iâm a higher person than you. Come on, Miss Cassner.â
âYou, you! As soon as I get out of hereâŚâŚ! H-h-help me! The Legend is killing people!â
When Rubinia, who was in high spirits, shouted urgently, Kyrie smiled.
âI wonât hurt you. Thereâs no bottomless foothold, nor poisoned teacups.â
âItâs worse than those!â
âI didnât say I wouldnât hold you.â
âEek! Where are you taking me!â
The servants took Rubinia Cassner to a small room on the first floor. Kyrie went into the room together and sat down.
When the door was locked, Rubinia, who could not hide her embarrassment, knocked on the door with her fist.
âC, canât you open the door right now?!â
âInstead, sit here and have some tea. Maria gave it to me, and itâs of great quality.â
âWhat on earth are you doing!â
âCut to the chase? Oh, my God. Itâs my taste, too.â
Kyrie brewed the tea and chuckled. She turned her gaze out of the window. Rubinia, who followed her gaze to the window, frowned.
âHa. You want to show me that?â
Beyond the window, five or six young people invited to the salon were singing like sparrows. All of them were âRubinia Cassnerâs close friendsâ that Maria told her. Rubinia opened her eyes wide and laughed.
âKyrie Buchanan. What kind of factional game do you think this is? Do you think Iâm going to get hit just because they went to your salon?â
âItâs not like that. I just didnât understand. Why does Miss Rubinia Cassner hate me so much?â
âHow long are you going to talk about that?! You looked down on me!â
Rubinia said, swinging her arms like an angry chimpanzee.
âI never did that. I thought I didnât, and on second thought, itâs true that I didnât.â
âAre you kidding me in front of people?â
âSo I thought. Maybe you took what I thought was consideration as contempt?â
âWhat? Are you saying that Iâm narrow-minded right now, then?â
âNo.â
Kyrie said sternly.
âI want to tell you that there might have been something very nasty stuck between us.â
There was no smile on her face, and Rubinia paused unconsciously when she saw this side of Kyrie.
ââŚâŚ.What do you mean?â
âYou said it was a ball hosted by Baron Cassner, Miss Rubinia.â
âDonât call me by name. And, thatâs right. Thatâs when you looked down on me, and I, I still shudder when I think about it.â
Whether it was a joke, Rubiniaâs eyes were watering. Kyrie decided to tell the truth rather than giving her a handkerchief.
âI thought about what I did at the ball. And, I hope you donât feel too bitter about what I have to say from now on.â
âI donât want to hear it!â
âBaron Cassner doesnât have a long history, and it hasnât been long since you came to Sel Arellano. I thought our misunderstanding might have happened there.â
Sure enough, Rubinia Cassner got up like a thunderbolt and approached the door.
âYou damn woman! Youâre terrible! Nobility is everything? Youâre one of the Seven Families! I held the ball with some kind of feelings!â
âI know it fully sounds like an insult. I donât want to say that either. Listen to me, Miss Rubinia Cassner.â
Rubinia looked at Kyrie with her lips biting as if she was holding back her tears. Kyrie sighed, then gently led Rubinia to her original position, holding the doorknob and shaking it.
âFrom now on, your friends will talk.â
Kyrie quietly left the room and headed to the balcony where the salon was happening.
âIâm sorry I kept you waiting, everyone. What were we talking about?â
Rubinia Cassner sat absentmindedly in the room and listened to the voice.
âOh, no, Miss Buchanan! Are you done with your business?â
âThanks to you.â
âWeâre so happy to have you, so donât mind it? Okay?
âYes, we really wanted to get along with Miss Buchanan!â
âWeâve been with Miss Cassner a lot, so I thought youâd stay away from us, but Iâm so grateful that you invited us!â
âThank you for saying that. Iâm glad. Shall we have tea together?â
Rubinia snorted at the whole conversation. She really was a damn woman, but she was a bloody noble and elegant woman.
She was good at changing topics and was bright in trends and current affairs. She might have followed her if it hadnât happened at the ball.
Rubinia, who thought so far, shook her head.
âWhat the hell are you thinking? What did you do to me, pretending to be so noble!â
Just in time, Kyrie opened her mouth with a soft voice.
âI see. When it comes to a ball, Iâm sure Baron Cassner had a ball too.â
Rubinia clenched her teeth. It was the moment she hated the most. She couldnât help that her face became more distorted.
At that time, the story of the young ladies stopped.
âOh, that?â
âHehâŚ.â
The young ladies made suppressed laughters as they struggled to hold back their laughters.
âOh, of course we all went there.â
âYou were there, right?â
âOh, I donât even want to think about it.â
Rubinia, who was leaning with her fist clenched, slowly raised her head.
ââŚWhat is it?â
She could tell without looking. They were sneakily exchanging glances, as if saying âyou know it, right?â. Before Rubinia could recognize the situation, several peopleâs words poured out like waterfalls through the window.
âTo be honest, it was the worst.â
âItâs the number one of the most terrible balls Iâve ever had!â
âI donât want to imagine what it would have been if it werenât for Miss Buchanan.â
âI even felt looked down on.â
âThatâs right, how shameless! Sheâs an emerging aristocrat, so sheâs got no dignity!â
Rubinia gripped the hem of her dress in shame. A groan flowed out of her pride as if she had fallen into the abyss. The story continued like the song of a nightingale.
âBy the way, Miss Buchanan, did you get the invitation?â
âNo, I didnât get to know her, so I used the invitation that I received from someone else.â
âOh my God, then Ms. Cassner is really blessed.â
âThatâs what Iâm saying. Miss Buchanan, you acted uncomfortable at that time. Right?
âDid I get caught?â
âGoodness, who doesnât know that!â
The young ladies laughed at the same time. Gentle words like angelic songs were placed on Kyrie Buchananâs head.
âThanks to you, it was nice that I could dance less. Thank you, really!â
âYouâre welcome.â
âBy the way, what was that on the floor? It was a shame I had to be next to her because I was worried about Miss Buchananâs conditionâŚâŚ.â
âShe didnât seem to know how to do it in the first place? Maybe itâs not a family that has a separate ballroom.â
âThis is what the new aristocrats are likeâŚâŚ.â
Complaints burst out like a storm. The intensity of ridicule grew higher and higher.
âItâs kind of bad that thereâs no return.â
âOh, Miss Hart! I thought I was going to faint, why did I forget that? Thatâs right, that was the worst!â
âAt that time, Miss Buchanan said, âThere are so many extravagant balls these days.ââŚ?
âIt saved her face.â
âShe thought that party favor was unnecessary? While taking everything she had herself.â
âThe problem is that she didnât know that. Of course sheâs cute, but sheâs disqualified as an aristocrat.â
No more words came into Rubiniaâs ears.
Rubinia came to the capital a few years ago.
She was a dreamy country aristocrat, and even though she was an aristocrat, the local aristocrat was not as noble as the aristocrats of Sel Arellano.
She would work if necessary because of her rough hands, Rubinia always wore gloves. She had never held a ball before.
However, the project that Baron Cassner worked on was surprisingly successful, and he opened the ball for the first time.
Of course, he didnât even dare to send an invitation to the seven most prestigious families. However, he was so happy to hold a ball that only powerful families can open.
However, Kyrie Buchanan and Laura Fort Ducane, who were not invited, went.
âI wasnât invited, but Iâm here. Iâm sorry.â
That was what Kyrie Buchanan said. Rubinia thought she was looked down on.
âYouâre saying that I can attend a baronâs ball without the ownerâs permission?â
She knew. It was definitely a ball that lacked a lot. The decorations were not elegant because they emphasized too much glamour, and there was a crude part.
Perhaps that was why the number of people was small, and they didnât seem to dance well. Still, Rubinia tried as a host. It was hectic.
Meanwhile, Kyrie Buchanan approached and asked her carefully.
âMiss Cassner, can I have a word with you?â
âYes? Yes! As much as you want!â
Kyrie seemed very cautious, a little hesitant, and then opened her mouth.
âBy any chance, the party favorâŚ?â
âYes?â
She was embarrassed. Was she asking for a party favor? She knew there was a party favor, but she heard it was not mandatory. Seeing herself like that, Kyrie blinked her eyes and nodded as if she knew.
âMiss Cassner, donât worry too much. And these days, many people rent ballrooms and hold balls.â
She said so and left. And she began to groan, saying she wasnât feeling well all of a sudden.
People didnât dance anymore, and the ladies and gentlemen were busy worrying about her getting close to Kyrie Buchanan.
Looking at the empty ballroom, Rubinia was devastated. Kyrie Buchanan seemed to enjoy the spotlight and continued to act in such a painful way, leaving the ball without saying goodbye to herself. After her, other young nobles did the same.
The worst ball ever. The worst experience.
When she was told this story for the first time, the person who listened to it heard it and said with a great giggle.
âThat, sheâs looking down on you.â
âSheâsâŚ.looking down on me?â
âYeah, thatâs right. Itâd be better to not talk about it anywhere else. That young lady is pretty good at being noble, so people wonât take your side.â
She heard so.
âThat wasnât all true?â
As soon as the salon was over, Kyrie Buchanan opened the door and came in.
Rubinia sat in a chair near the window, curled her back and turned her neck to look at her. A violet-colored woman was looking at her calmly and quietly. Rubinia slowly opened her mouth.
ââŚ.I never invited you.â
âThe invitation is transferable, and thatâs not rude.â
âI didnât know that I had to invite more people.â
âSo I decided to attend. Fort Ducane and Buchanan, then a little more people will attend.â
Rubinia stared at Kyrie with a face mixed with anger and sadness. Kyrie thought for the first time that she looked exhausted.
âYou asked me about the party favor. I didnât think it was mandatoryâŚâŚ.â
âStrictly speaking, itâs not necessary, but if you donât, there will be gossip. Fans, small bouquets, small bells and miniature flags are the main elements, and satin, turtle shell, ivory and sandalwood are used as materials.â
âAfter that, I thought âthe balls are too luxurious these daysâ was an irony to my non-luxury ball.â
âI meant as a warning to other nobles to not complain about their lack of party favor. Not an insult.â
Rubinia shouted harshly as if she could no longer stand it.
âHow the hell do you manage the floor!â
âYou can hire a servant to wear a brush on one foot and slippers on the other, so they can dance all day long. If you donât do it, the floor will be rough, and itâs bad and annoying to dance.â
âWhy doesnât anyone tell me how!â
âFloor management is a family secret. The ballrooms that are good for dancing are popular, and they can be rented out, so they are profitable.â
âIs that why the floor in our ballroom is that bad, right now?â
Rubinia gave a forced laugh. Kyrie watched her self-help and said calmly.
âThe dance would look worse than usual, and no one would like it. So I pretended to be sick.â
ââŚâŚdidnât you want to draw attention?â
âEven if I didnât do that, I still wouldâve drawn attention. Rather, people couldâve used me as an excuse, and you couldâve heard less about the poor preparation of the ballroom.â
âYou told me, you rent a lot of ballrooms. Why didnât you just ask me why I was holding a ball like that?â
âIn case you were embarrassed to rent ballrooms, I wanted to tell you that I donât care about them these days. Such ballrooms are comfortable because theyâre well managed.â
As soon as Kyrieâs words were over, Rubinia shouted like crazy.
âYou left the ball without saying goodbye to me!â
âItâs polite to leave without a word, so that you donât disturb others in the middle of the ball. Havenât you ever done that?â
âIâve always been escorted out, so I thought the escort would tell me in advance!â
The two stopped talking. Kyrie knew Rubinia was very confused. Rubinia bent over again, clenched her fist, jumped up and shouted.
âWhy did you express it so indirectly!â
âHavenât you ever heard of it? Looks like you havenât. As if it were in forever.â
Kyrie raised her chin and said to the stupefied Rubinia.
âThatâs the nobility, Miss Rubinia Cassner. We need to act like a person who has no weakness. Iâm sure youâre feeling it now that you entered central politics.â
âYes, but you didnât even say anything about it at allâŚ!â
âThatâs the way it is. We donât openly point something out or criticize it. We tend to blame the other person âwho didnât know beforehandâ.â
âIs that right? Is that true? That means Iâve been bad mouthed by the people Iâve thought were my friends, behind me!â
âIt will be like that. I didnât know that you would misunderstand that you were looked down on because I thought I was being considerate.â
Rubinia looked confused. Anger, sadness. After that, shame and emptiness began to gather.
âIâm the only one who didnât know your consideration that everyone else knew.â
âRight.â
âThen, then Iâve been mad at something so farâŚâŚ!â
Kyrie shut her mouth for a moment and stared calmly at Rubinia, who was about to fall down.
âYour own inferiority complex.â
Rubinia gasped and distorted her face. Tears gathered around her eyes.
ââŚâŚ It isnât a nobility thing to talk around at times like this?â
âIf thatâs what you want, do you want me to do that?â
Kyrieâs face, which had been staring at Rubinia with no expression, was covered with a snowflake-like smile.
âOh, Miss Cassner. Donât be too heartbroken! Sometimes people make mistakes, but maybe itâs the world thatâs wrong, not you!â
ââŚâŚ.â
âIs that okay?â
Rubinia smiled in defeat as she swept her head.
ââŚâŚIâm annoyed. Youâre really at odds with me.â
Kyrie grinned.
âIâm neither your mother, nor your friend, nor your family. Thatâs why I havenât been actively explaining myself to you until now.â
âBut why would you do this? Whatâs the benefit?
âWell.â
Kyrie tapped her chin with her finger. If she were the usual her, she wouldnât have cared. Recently, however, she had been with Nathaniel and felt sad, seeing his feelings having nowhere to go.
âBut I donât have to say it all.â
She smiled and lowered her hand.
âJust because. â
ââŚâŚ.â
Rubinia looked at Kyrie with watery, blank eyes. The indelible hatred seemed to have lost its direction.
She stared blankly at her toes for a long time, hung her arms down, and used the recoil to cover her eyes with the back of her hand.
ââŚâŚis it unfair that I return your consideration back like that?â
âIâm annoyed.â
âThe Crown Prince⌠..was taken away.â
âTake him. I donât really need him.â
Silence flowed between the two.
âI, I purposely wanted to be with Eden in front of youâŚâŚ.â
âStop, Miss Cassner.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âHide your weaknesses. Thatâs the nobility.â
Rubinia shook her shoulders and laughed a few times. She soon lowered her head and looked at Kyrie with gloomy green eyes.
ââŚâŚOne week. Give me time again.â
Kyrie opened her eyes wide. Rubinia held the book from the royal library in her arms and glared at Kyrieâs feet.
âAnd tell me exactly what you want.â
Kyrie smiled softly.
âThe story of the war era. I hope itâs related to the Legend. Not achievements, but after the founding of the country stories. It would be better if it was like what happened to Orewinbridge when the Legend was killed.â
âAre you going to turn Orewinbridge into an enemy?â
âGoodness, youâre saying something scary.â
âHa, it doesnât matter because I think youâre already an enemy to them.â
âWhat does that mean?â
Rubinia slowly moved toward Kyrie. Kyrie moved away from the door, and Rubinia struggled one step at a time.
âThatâs what the first person I talked to about your behavior said. âThat, theyâre looking down on you.ââ
She knew who that person was from the way she spoke, but Kyrie asked for certainty.
âWho is that?â
Rubinia stopped right in front of Kyrie. Rubinia, who was looking forward as if she was ready for something, only moved her eyes and looked at Kyrie.