Chapter 41: The Lady at the Banquet
A young girl in a blue dress was slowly walking into the hall, and the surrounding guests automatically made way for her, just because she was too beautiful to be profaned.
It is different from those women whose faces are decorated with all kinds of powder, different from those ladies who decorate themselves with all kinds of fancy jewelry in gold and silver, and different from those noble girls who pretend to be proud but mean. The blue dress that just wrapped around the body, the light neck collar lining and the pure white gloves with lace patterns, the whole outfit perfectly highlighted the girl like green leaves.
She didn't look at anything in her eyes, and with a bit of curiosity in her clear pupils, she casually swept across the entire banquet, stepping on small steps, but as if stepping into everyone's heart, gurgling with her heartbeat. This natural beauty, which looks like a magnificent work of art from every angle, attracts the greedy and admiring gaze of the hall.
Dozens of large candles burn from the dome of the hall, surrounded by a circle of smaller chandeliers, all of which are made of fine brass, and the frescoes on the dome are illuminated by the fierce flames, which add a luxurious color to the hall with the frescoes of various legends and myths.
With the arrival of Lorain Hill, the music in the banquet began to play, 8 violinists and 1 pianist began to perform on the side of the stage, and the soothing and light music accompanied the congratulations of the guests, the banquet officially began.
First of all, all the richly dressed gentlemen and women came to greet Lorain Hill, and although the girl did not know any of them, they also responded politely one by one under the prompting of Chelsea beside her.
These people look at the girl's eyes, there is envy, longing, pleading, and some fanatical love, no matter what the world, love at first sight has never been less.
After the maiden responded, a middle-aged man in a black gown, embroidered with small patterns of olives and shells in emerald green silk thread, approached, indicating that he was from the House of Agetilin.
"Hello, Miss Lacey, I'm Jelinck, the current head of the Yagtirin family, and welcome to your visit."
"Hello Uncle Jelink, I've heard my father mention you many times, and it's a trouble for you to come suddenly."
"Don't worry, your father and I are close friends, and I am very sad to hear his bad news, if there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best to help."
"Thank you for your kindness, I will definitely tell you if necessary." Lorain Hill bowed his head slightly.
After a little conversation, a young girl in a bright yellow dress came over, she had long blue hair with some spirals at the ends of her chest, and a small and delicate golden necklace around her neck, with a blue crystal pendant hanging from the center of the necklace.
"Hello father." She saluted Jaelinke's skirt first, then turned to face Lorain Hill, her golden eyes full of curiosity.
"Ricky, you're here, introduce me. This is my daughter Ricky, and you should have more topics in common when you're about the same age, so I won't bother you. ”
With that, Jelinker walked to the other side to talk to the others.
The girl in the yellow dress greeted Lorain Hill first.
"Hello, I'm Ricky."
"Hello, my name is Lacey. Sorry, because I am a first-time visitor to Verga, I don't know much about some etiquette matters, if you don't do it well, please let me know. ”
"No, Lacey. I think you're better than everyone else, like a natural princess. Ricky smiled.
"Let's sit down here."
Ricky led Lorain Hill to a small table by the dance floor, and soon two servants came over to place a candlestick on a white tablecloth and brought two glasses of juice.
"I only came of age in the second half of the year, and my father wouldn't let me drink. I don't know if you're used to drinking juice, I've heard that Zephyr prefers to drink alcohol. ”
"It's okay, I also like juice and basically don't drink alcohol."
Loren Hill shook her head, she didn't know the age of this life, and she couldn't talk about whether she was an adult or not. In her previous life, she rarely drank high-alcohol alcohol, at most she drank low-alcohol alcohol with her friends.
The juice in the glass is light green, and when shaken, you can still find fine green flesh, which is sour in the mouth, then sweet, and a few ice cubes are added to the glass, which is refreshing and delicious in the summer season.
"Do you like it?"
"Hmm." Loren Hill took a sip of this cold juice, and the refreshing taste dispelled a lot of summer heat.
"Hee-hee, I invented it. The juice is made from bilberries, but they are sour, so I tried adding some honey to neutralize the sourness. Ice cubes are added at the end of the drink to make the taste more intense. Ricky introduces Lorain Hill to her work.
"Ice?"
"Yes, there is an ice bartender in the family who is the original sequence 3, she is very good at this, and she is also the leader of several new perfumes developed in our family in recent years. I'll introduce her to you when I have time. ”
"Delicious, right? Can you describe the feeling, my brothers look down on juice and only like to drink, and every time they ask me, they are very perfunctory to me. ”
"Well, it's like a sultry afternoon, putting your hand into the cold mountain spring water, and the sound of tinkling water makes the whole person wake up."
Loren Hill tries to describe the feelings in words, and Rickie is very happy, as if she has met a soulmate in life.
"Lacey, you must be very good at studying, my brother and father if they want to describe something good, the most they can say is good, good."
"It's just a few words every time I come and go, and it's really boring to communicate with them."
Ricky began to complain that none of the people around her had any literary literacy, and she didn't dare to be interested in anything other than settling accounts and making money all day long.
Then Ricky began to talk about all kinds of literature, novels, and plays, and although Loren Hill had never heard of it, only occasionally nodded her head in agreement, and she was very happy. It can be seen that she likes that kind of girl very much, and there is no one around to communicate with her for a long time.
"You know, Lacey, my favorite is the legendary Knights of Lightning, and the leader of the Knights is so handsome."
The Knights of Lightning is a legend that appeared in the Tertiary Age, its leader Aear and the founding monarch of the Land of Zephyr are close friends, the two families have been married many times, and now the Knights of Lightning are also the royal knights directly under the royal family of Zephyr, leaving many glorious achievements and legends in history.
The story of the head of the troupe, Arel, is also very exciting, which has been continuously beautified by later generations and performed through opera, and is a well-known figure on the mainland. Although he was a person hundreds of years ago, he is still regarded as a hero in the hearts of countless young people and the perfect object in the hearts of thousands of girls.
The happy hour always passed quickly, and as the feast drew to a close, a young butler approached.
"Hello, Miss Lacey. I'm Owen, the housekeeper of the Yagtirin family, and I'm sorry to disturb you. Our grandfather, Lord Jelink, invites you to sit down in the study next to you for a while, to learn more about your father, Lord Angus. ”
"Okay, I'll go later." Lorain Hill stood up and motioned to the butler and the head maid in the distance, and then followed the young butler out of the hall and into the adjacent corridor.
Looking at her new acquaintance friend being invited away by her father, Ricky was a little puzzled.
"When did my father take it so seriously?"
As the girl left the hall, subtle footsteps could be heard in the dark corners of Yagtirin's house, and the occasional clash of armor could be heard.