Chapter 82

“…You’re so beautiful.”

Michelle, who had murmured those words in a trembling voice, rose from her seat to welcome Vieta.

After Michelle warmly welcomed her, Vieta took her seat, and Melvin, who had claimed the seat right beside her, exclaimed with shining eyes:

“I thought an angel had descended, not Vieta!”

The eleven-year-old’s over-the-top compliment turned Vieta’s small ears pink.

Blanc set down the cutlery he was holding and stared at Vieta in a daze.

Vieta’s hair was too long to put up yet too short to simply leave loose, so she had neatly braided it and draped it over one shoulder.

Along with a pearl-colored dress that suited her fair skin and a thin silver necklace around her neck, it was an extremely refined outfit that accentuated her cherry-blossom-like eyes, though she had no idea which maid had dressed her.

“Do I really look all right? When I said I was going to eat dinner in the banquet hall, the maid said it would be best to dress up a little, so I tried it. Don’t I look strange?”

“…It suits you.”...