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After a moment.
Surprised voices began to spring up one by one from the guests.
âWas that too far, even for Lady Bennet?â
âI hear you. That was too rude of her.â
âIt doesnât matter if she knows the organizer, too hit a childâŠ.â
The guests standing nearby were reluctant to speak up.
âLady Bennet, what are you doing?!â
At the piercing shout, every person in earshotâs distance was wide-eyed.
It was for good reason, as it was the first time Charlize has ever spoken with such ferocity.
She took a step forward, her fists clenched.
Seeing the blood-curling gaze, Lady Bennet involuntarily shrank back.
âW-What is this?â
The next moment, Lady Bennet put up a piqued expression.
âNow thisâŠdid I just get intimidated by that girl?!â
âNo way! I wonât have this!â
Lady Bennet gritted her teeth and raised her voice.
âWhy are you looking daggers at me? Are you going to hit me?â
Instead of responding, Charlize glared at Lady Bennet with an icy gaze.
A strange pressure emanated from her silent stare.
Just as Lady Bennet said, I wanted to hit right then and there.
HoweverâŠ.
âThis is Siennaâs Tea Party.â
And didnât Damian deal with the exact same problem and not let it get to him?
I canât lose my sense of sound judgment if the Crown Prince had acted with consideration for this tea party.
Closing her eyes briefly, Charlize opened them again.
Lady Bennet pretended not to be discouraged and raised her voice.
âIf Lady Charlize starts a fight, it will disgrace the image of Viscountess Antes, the host of this tea party!â
âWell, to my eyes, it seems that Lady Bennet has already disgraced Viscountess Antes.â
âWhat did you say just now?!â
At Charlizeâs composed reply, Lady Bennetâs face turned red.
In contrast, Charlize had cooled down and spoke rationally.
âThe children invited to this tea party are children whose parents had devoted themselves to the North.â
âLook, Lady Charlize!â
âBecause of their parentsâ sacrifice, the people of the empire can live safely.â
Charlize looked back at her children, pursing her lips at the same time.
âLook at themâŠyou really believe youâre in the right here?â
At that question, peopleâs eyes reflexively turned to the children.
âNoâŠâ
âSheâs right.â
Gasps erupted spontaneously from peopleâs mouths.
The children were huddled together, their frightened faces apparent for everyone to see.
âViscountess Antes is someone who will become a great future Marquess of the North.â
âWell, who doesnât know that?!â
âIf you knew, shouldnât you have comprehended how Viscountess Antes intended on mending the childrenâs aching hearts?â Charlize spoke sharply.
âBesides, this tea party is not only attended by those children but also by Her Majesty, the Empress Dowager, and Her Majesty, the Empress.â
Thatâs right, both of her majesties are here!
Lady Bennetâs face went white.
âDo you think itâs dignified of you to make a fuss about your status on the spot?â
âSo incessant! Making something out of nothing!â
âLady Bennet.â
In an instant, a cold voice called Lady Bennet.
âAh, Viscountess Antes?â
Lady Bennet raised her head with a brightened expression.
Sienna, who had arrived on the scene at some point, stood in the way between Charlize and Lady Bennet.
âViscountess Antes is a noble among nobles. Surely, sheâll take my side as a fellow aristocrat!â
With that belief, Lady Bennet looked at Charlize, pitying her.
âIsnât Lady Charlize being too sensitive?â
Sienna stared blankly at Lady Bennet.
Lady Bennet desperately tried to sway Sienna to her side.
âTheyâre lowly kids at best. Theyâre not even that hurtâŠâ
âPlease return home.â
ââŠhuh?â
At Siennaâs calm voice, Lady Bennetâs eyes widened.
âIâm telling you to go home.â
Sienna said so coldly, without any hesitation.
âWhat, why me?!â
Lady Bennet was stupefied as her face grew ever redder.
âI am the daughter of the Bennet family, and a relative of Her Majesty, the Empress.â
âSo?â
âSo?! You would rather send me out than that kid!â
âAs Lady Bennet said earlier, I am the host of this tea party.â
After saying that, Sienna grabbed Bennettâs wrist.
âSo, wouldnât it be my right as the host, to decide whoâs suited for my tea party?â
At the same time, Sienna slightly strengthened her grip.
Lady Bennet twitched as her shoulders became taut.
The feeling of her wrist being constricted was akin to a chain being wrapped around it.
It was that tight.
âH-Hey!â
Lady Bennet tried to force herself loose but to no avail.
Perhaps because Sienna carefully controlled her strength, Lady Bennetâs gripped wrist felt no pain.
However⊠⊠.
âN-NoâŠif I put my mind to it, I can break away from her grasp!â
Unfortunately for Lady Bennet, whom Sienna had no intention of releasing, she struggled once more but Sienna did not budge one bit.
âIâve decided that Lady Bennet is unsuitable for my tea party.â
âViscountess Antes!â
Sienna gently pulled Lady Bennet closer as if she were in no mood for further protests.
Lady Bennetâs eyes widened.
Even if it was something so painstakingly simpleâŠ
She couldnât free herself from Siennaâs grip.
âThatâs right. Although people see the gentle face on the outside, on the inside, Sienna is a warrior whoâs been fighting beasts in life-and-death situations for over ten years.â
When she recognized that fact, Lady Bennet felt goosebumps run down her spine.
âOh, Lady Bennet. You should be grateful to me.â
Hitting the nail on the head with her timing, Sienna opened her mouth, speaking softly.
âWill I, Viscountess Antes, personally be escorting Lady Bennet out?â
Upon hearing those words, Lady Bennetâs face became crumpled.
For what she did to that child, Sienna was giving Lady Bennet a taste of her own medicine.
âHey, let me go!â
âYou choose, Lady Bennet.â
Sienna smiled an icy smile as she watched Lady Bennet wriggle her wrist pitifully.
âWill you go quietly, or will I have you be forcefully taken away by the knights of Antes?â
âBut, Viscountess!â
âI wonder if itâll help your judgment if I tell you in advance.â
Siennaâs smile grew a little broader.
âThe Knights of Antes take after the land they came from, and they arenât as polite as the knights of the empire.â
Lady Bennetâs eyes shook violently.
However, Sienna only met her gaze with a calm look.
ââŠ.um, h-have a good time.â
In the end, it was Lady Bennet who withdrew.
There was nothing more embarrassing than being dragged out by knights here.
After Lady Bennet had left, Sienna looked back at the people and smiled.
âJust a bit of commotion. Sorry, everyone.â
âWowâŠâ
Charlize looked at Sienna in a new light.
It was because Sienna had expertly taken care of Lady Bennet.
Even noble ladies from other noble families would not have been able to cope with it so masterfully.
Damian, who watched the situation unfold from the side, jokingly asked.
âWhy is Sienna acting so responsibly?â
âYour Highness, give credit where credit is due.â
Charlize, who was glaring at Damian when she said so, immediately came to her senses and tended to the hurt child.
âHey, are you all right? Iâll have it treated right away!â
But the child covered her wrist and shook her head.
âHey now, itâll be fine,â reassured Charlize.
ââŠare you sure?â
âYes. Itâll heal after applying some ointment.â
Hearing those words, the child looked up at Charlize, still doubting her.
âŠI guess the child really took to heart what Lady Benner said earlier.
Charlize squinted her eyes.
âIs it because of what she said? Listen, if youâre hurt, you should seek treatment.â
âHa, but.â
âBut what? Come here.â
Charlize held out her hand to the child with a gentle expression.
After some slight hesitation, the child grabbed Charlizeâs hand.
She wriggled her fingers a bit.
Her hands were so warm that Charlize somehow felt like crying.
***
With a first-aid kit placed on the table, Charlize sat the child down in front of her.
âGive me your hand.â
The child cautiously held out her hand.
Charlize carefully examined her injury, scrunching her forehead as she sighed lightly.
ââŠItâs a scratch.â
An injury from a fingernail.
âHow does someone treat a child like that, scratching the back of a childâs hand with their fingernails?â
Charlize felt a burning sensation inside her.
Although the cut wasnât deep, it seemed like it would scar if not treated properly.
âEven if it stings, be strong.â
Charlize dabbed the back of the childâs hand with a cotton ball dipped in disinfectant.
The child breathed in and out and closed her eyes tightly.
Charlize praised her in an admirable voice.
âItâs okay. Youâre doing well.â
It was true, the child didnât tear up or whimper until after Charlize applied some ointment and placed a gauze over it.
Itâs normal for kids her age to whimper when thereâs stingingâŠ
Charlize was sorry for what had happened to the child but quickly refrained from sighing.
âAll right, all done.â
Charlize smiled proudly after applying the gauze neatly over the scratch.
However, the childâs expression was not as bright.
âWhy the long look?â
As Charlize looked at the child with curious intent, she heard a faint voice.
ââŠIâm sorry.â
âHmm? Why?â
âItâs my faultâŠthe commotion happened because of me.â
The childâs shoulders dropped a bit.
âIt would have been better if I had endured a bit moreâŠâ
For a moment, Charlize choked up.
The child reminded her of herself when she was younger.
Five-year-old Charlize would blame herself, thinking that everything was her fault.
Charlize unconsciously stretched out her arms.
âChar-, sister Charlize?â
The childâs eyes widened.
Charlize embraced the child in her arms, holding her tightly.