Chapter Seventy-Three: Marriage Proposal
Anne's favourite thing about the big things to do at White Castle.
At that time, she will be able to dress up her master without any scruples with Ms. White Rose, and it will be as rewarding as changing the clothes of the rag doll!
Originally, the owner was very good-looking!
But usually, Charlie still likes aristocratic men's clothing.
The kind of ladies with skirts and waists, layers of layers like mille-feuille, Charlie is really troublesome.
It's okay to wear that kind of clothes to a dance party or a major occasion, but it's a crime to wear it every day.
Tutor White Rose was dissatisfied, and turned Charlie's wardrobe upside down.
"Why?"
Charlie had a headache, "Mentor...... It's all skirts, so can't you just pick one? β
White Rose turned around with a very stern expression, even when he was instructing Charlie on the arcane knowledge of the enchantment system, he had never had such a look.
"You're a nobleman, do you say something like that?"
"So why do you want to let this kid's closet have more men than women, Chief Maid Anne?" White Rose asked.
Anne is also desperate, every time she makes new clothes, the owner picks the style of men's clothing!
Because it was the time for the lady to change her clothes, His Highness should have avoided it.
Artemisia and Her Highness stood outside the changing room.
'Click', 'click'.
ββ¦β¦ Artemisia. β
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Don't eat it...... You've gained at least ten tons of weight these days. β
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'Click', 'click', 'click'......
Alfonstantin looked at his half-sister Silver Dragon a little speechlessly, but the sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor stopped the conversation between the two siblings.
The footsteps were heavy, the sound of metal boots stepping on the marble floor of the castle.
These people are not the guards of the White Castle, but the noble knights who have followed the Grand Duke into the city today and are covered with the smell of blood.
Seeing Artemisia, the knight holding a large gift box with silver shining armor, but unable to hide the scratches of his sword, stood in front of the door.
"Hello! Lady! β
Artemisia's bulging cheeks paused, looked at the knights standing in front of her, and nodded slightly.
"We have come to deliver a gift from the Grand Duke to Her Excellency the Countess."
Suddenly, the black dragon's golden eyes opened, staring at the large gift box held by the leading knight.
"She's changing clothes, it's inconvenient."
The knights glanced at each other, "Please help us forward it, the Grand Duke hopes to see your Excellency use this gift today." β
Artemisia nodded slowly.
The knights handed her the box and left.
His Highness stared at the box, "Open." β
Artemisia tactfully prompted, "Isn't it good?" β
"Hit, open."
The ribbon of the gift box slipped off automatically, and when the box was opened, it was a very beautiful violet court dress.
ββ¦β¦ Artemisia, make a long black and gold dress, you, you can do it, right? β
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The three women picked out the dresses for the dinner together, prepared three hours in advance, and the time was also tight.
Because the long skirts in the wardrobe have to be taken out and tried on, and then the three of them disagree, and then start the second round of try-ons.
Just as Charlie was closing his eyes and grabbing a piece to wear, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Anne went to open the door.
Artemisia walked in with a large gift box in one hand.
She put down the long skirt sent by the Grand Duke of Silver first, "The Grand Duke sent it." β
After that, she put down the gift box in her other hand, "It was given by His Highness." β
Charlie: "......"
What the heck?
Lady White Rose smiled with interest and opened the Grand Duke's gift box first.
"Wow~!" Anne's eyes sparkled.
"A man with good taste." White Rose raised her eyebrows slightly in approval, "Much better than a man who only squatted in a gloomy room and wiped his skulls." β
Erise, who was far away in his room studying necromantic arcane, suddenly sneezed.
White Rose opened His Highness's gift box again.
Inside is a long dress of black gold.
The black gold maharaja gave a black gold dress, and this thought was almost written on the door of his head.
White Rose looked at her apprentice with a smile, "How do you wear which one?" β
Actually, Charlie liked the violet court dress.
It's elegant, it's beautiful, but unfortunately, she listened to Scozy's words and understood the heart behind this gift.
If you can't accept someone's heart, then it's best not to accept such a gift in passing.
Give Ren an inexplicable hope, and then refuse, that's cruel.
But the black and gold dress ...... Uh, doesn't it look too heavy?
Charlie looked at Artemisia, only to see the black dragon lying in the bassinet at the moment looking at him with his very charming golden eyes.
Sigh softly, savor such things, and teach him slowly in the future!
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Today's White Castle is uncharacteristically lively.
The Grand Duke brought the nobles who followed him and had a good conversation with the councillors of the Ideal Township.
"Grand Duke Silver, Marquise Dow Jones hereβ"
Inside the White Castle, the people holding wine glasses looked up the spiral staircase, and saw the Grand Duke, dressed in a dark purple gown with seven medals on his chest, walking down the stairs with the Marquise who was dressed up with his arm.
The nobles bowed and saluted, and the councillors of the ideal township bowed slightly.
"Lord of the Floating City of Ideal Township, Earl of the Platinum Empire, His Excellency Charlie Violet has arrivedβ"
A beautiful woman dressed in black and gold smiled and walked down the stairs.
The smile on the Grand Duke's face faded.
The Marquise, however, seemed to have seen such a possibility for a long time, and her hand gently patted her son's broad back.
The Grand Duke's face was back smiling, "It's okay mother." I'll talk to her. β
The guests and the host of the banquet were happy, at least on the surface.
When the dinner is over, it's time for the dance to begin.
Originally, the ideal township did not prosper the aristocracy, but today when the Grand Duke and his party were entertained, a ball was held.
The opening dance is naturally performed by Charlie, and the choice of the male partner is also undoubted.
The black dragon crouched on Artemisia's palms, as if at any moment it was about to leap out and chew up the man who was dancing with Charlie.
After the song, the Grand Duke bowed down and kissed the back of Charlie's hand tenderly.
"Can I talk to you?"
"Okay." Charlie smiled back.
The two protagonists left the White Castle, which is particularly lively today.
The Garden of Roses seems to be forever peaceful and beautiful.
Walking here, the Grand Duke walked in front of Charlie, "It's been a long time, it's been a long time since I've walked with you like this." β
"Ah, yes, remember that it used to be on the boulevard of the capital."
"Don't like violet? Remember what you used to love. β
ββ¦β¦ Yes. β
Charlie in the past, she was indeed a girl who liked violet.
The Grand Duke looked at Charlie, and her expression fell into his eyes, "It's okay, the things you like will change, it's inevitable." What color do you like now? β
"Pink? Azure? I like both. β
"I thought you liked black gold. I'm going to have a nerve-wracking situation. β
Originally, Charlie could have dealt with Frye naturally, but today, every word he said seemed so difficult to answer.
Frye slightly, took out the velvet satin jewelry box from his arms, and opened it gently, "Sorry, it's a little too abrupt, but I survived a few near-deaths on the battlefield, and after rushing here non-stop, I couldn't help it anymore, and I didn't want to wait any longer." β
"Marry me, Charlie?"
My girl, can you be my woman......?