âShyte Honeyswald changed one day, a year after we got married.
As always, Shyte rarely came out of his room, while I was always out and about.
Although we lived under the same roof, I hardly ever ran into Shyte.
Even when the two of us were invited somewhere as a married couple, I usually went alone.
That day, too, the Duchess of Vutellen had invited the Baron and Baroness Honeyswald.
Shyte had locked himself in his room and didnât even answer when I asked if he was coming with me.
As usual, I made up an excuse and attended the ball alone.
The moment I stepped inside, hundreds of pairs of eyes turned toward me.
âThatâs Baroness Honeyswald.â
Starting with a whisper from somewhere, murmurs began to spread around me.
I gladly basked in all the attention.
I subtly checked my reflection in the pitch-black window.
âPerfect as always.â
My carefully arranged light-blue hair curled beautifully without a single tangled strand, despite its natural curls.
A blue dress made from the finest silk, the kind even royalty had difficulty obtaining. A necklace made from diamonds of which only three existed in the entire world.
Snow-white skin, a small face, delicate features. I was satisfied with my gentle expression.
âThough Iâm not particularly fond of my drooping eyesâŠâ
There was only one reason I disliked my drooping eyes.
âI heard she was admitted to the Imperial National University as the top student, but she looks rather stupid.â
âHmph. She obviously bought her way in with money. Sheâs the only daughter of the famous Rothschild family, after all.â
Slander.
âI heard the head of the family and his wife died, and the family was passed down to their cousin. There must be a reason the only daughter wasnât allowed to inherit the family business, donât you think?â
âI heard she has quite the temper. Apparently even Baron Honeyswald is completely under her thumb.â
Open gossip.
âThat lace decoration was something the designer refused to make because it was so labor-intensive!â
âYou didnât know? The Rothschild Bank sponsors that guild.â
âMy goodness, Iâm jealous. I suppose you really do need money to get anywhere in this world.â
Jealousy.
âTo think the person who rejected me ended up with someone as rustic as Honeyswald.â
âHe must be muscular underneath all that clothing, judging by appearances.â
âYouâve already checked? Honestly, the ones who look innocent are always the most shameless.â
Even vulgar harassment.
People with hostility toward me openly talked where everyone could hear them.
It was all because my drooping eyes made me look easy to pick on.
I glared at my reflection in the window for a moment before turning away.
Of course, I wasnât affected by such remarks.
The brilliant golden Rothschilds.
A family that operated numerous businesses centered around banking and wielded enormous influence throughout the entire nation.
That was my family.
Thanks to them, I had been the center of attention since the day I was born.
Even when I was very young, countless rumors and wild speculations followed me.
There had always been people who disliked me for no reason, despite never having properly spoken to me or even met me.
The gossip spread by busybodies had been like a sibling who had accompanied me since I was in my cradle.
Even so, there were two things that never changed.
No one dared to disregard the influence of the âRothschilds.â
And even after getting married, I was still treated as a âRothschild.â
After all, people only slandered and insulted me because they were interested in me.
Compared to the admiration and affection directed at me, it was nothing.
Just like now, if I took one more stepâ
âLady Amaranthis, you look absolutely beautiful today as well.â
âBaroness, your skin looks even better than before. Itâs as white and soft as flour dough⊠How do you keep it completely free of blemishes?â
âWould you be able to attend the dinner party weâre hosting at our estate next time? It would truly be an honor beyond words.â
âYour hair is like silk. I have curls just like yours. How do you take care of them?â
There were so many people who loved me.
âThereâs no way baseless rumors could put even the slightest blemish on my perfect image.â
My lips naturally curved upward at all the praise pouring over me.
Iâd had such a hard time with my hair today because it was especially curly due to the rain⊠Four hours of effort had definitely been worth itâ
âSplash!â
Almost.
I gasped in surprise.
The sharp, fragrant smell of wine filled my lungs.
My wine-soaked hair clung haphazardly to my face.
The beautiful blue dress I had loved was stained purple.
The surroundings also fell silent as though someone had poured cold water over the entire ballroom.
âPfft!â
A distinct snicker broke the silence.
Only then did the commotion begin.
âBaroness! Are you all right?â
âHere, use my handkerchief!â
The Duchess of Vutellen, the hostess of the ball, hurried over as well.
âAmaranthis, Iâll have a room prepared for you. Change your clothes there. Iâll lend you one of my dresses.â
âThank you for your concern, Duchess.â
I smiled calmly, but inside, I was boiling with rage.
âHow dare theyâŠ!â
I clenched my teeth and turned toward the person who had spilled the wine.
A woman who looked rather shabby for a noble was trembling.
Her clothes were also a mess from the wine. Tears quickly welled up in her orange eyes.
âI-Iâm sorry, Iâm really sorry. I got swept up by the crowd and thenâŠâ
If she had done it on purpose, I wasnât going to let her offâŠ
But it really seemed like an accident, didnât it?
Seeing how sorry and helpless she looked, my anger subsided.
However, the atmosphere around us remained hostile.
âWhere was she looking while walking? HonestlyâŠâ
âStop making excuses about getting swept up in the crowd and apologize properly.â
As the people aggressively pressured the woman, the onlookersâ eyes lit up.
Finally, they looked like bald eagles spotting rotten meat.
If I sided with them here, they would undoubtedly start excitedly gossiping about how terrible my character was, or how everything I had shown until now had merely been hypocrisy.
There was no reason to give such people an excuse.
I composed my expression and approached the woman.
âWhatâs your name?â
âMe-Mellis Haller, maâam.â
âI see. Miss Haller, your clothes have been ruined too. How unfortunate. Come with me. Duchess, would that be all right?â
âIf that is what Amaranthis wishes, of course.â
I approached the bewildered Mellis and took her hand, as though escorting her.
As I began walking, the people gathered around moved aside to make way, whispering among themselves.
âHow kind of her.â
âBaroness Honeyswald has always been such an angel.â
âBut who is that woman?â
âI heard sheâs a country girl who only recently came to the capital.â
âShe probably spilled the wine on purpose to get the Baronessâs attention.â
The color gradually drained from Mellisâs face.
She couldnât hide her embarrassment, and her fingertips trembled.
Taking her side openly wouldnât be good for either of us.
The best thing was to leave the scene, so I took her with me.
Following a servantâs directions, we entered the Duchessâs dressing room, and Mellis hurried after me, flustered.
âIâm sorry, Baroness. It was an accident, but your clothes are all wet. It must be very unpleasant. Iâm truly sorry.â
Watching her whimper like a puppy that had done something wrong made me feel uncomfortable.
She said she hadnât been in the capital for long, right?
I had been like that once, too.
Back when I had suddenly been thrown into the marriage market.
The noblesâ hostility and attempts to keep me in check had been more blatant than I expected. When I had been flustered, my cousin Arpedio had given me some advice.
âThe nobles of the capital live lives that are so comfortable theyâve become boring. Perhaps thatâs why they enjoy stimulating things, like hunting.â
Mellis tilted her head in confusion.
âWhat?â
âI mean that if you show weakness like you are right now, youâre likely to become a target for unpleasant people.â
âAhâŠ!â
A pale-yellow dress hanging on a rack caught my eye.
It was a color that suited Mellisâs skin tone, light-brown hair, and orange eyes perfectly without looking old-fashioned.
âSo, you only need to give a sincere apology once.â
Mellis nodded with a flushed face.
I took her to stand in front of the mirror.
When I placed a hand against her hunched back, Mellis startled and immediately straightened.
âOpen your chest and straighten your shoulders. No, donât puff yourself up that much.â
I held the elegant pale-yellow dress beneath her chin, and the dowdy appearance I had seen earlier was nowhere to be found.
âHmm. You look much better. What do you think of this dress?â
âItâs, itâs so pretty. For you to choose it yourself for me⊠Iâm truly honored. Iâll wear it gratefully.â
âIt isnât mine, though. Thereâs no need to thank me. You should thank the Duchess.â
I rang the bell, and a maid entered.
âTake her with you and fix her hair. Iâd like two of you to stay behind and help me.â
âYes, Baroness.â
The maids took Mellis away.
With the help of the remaining maids, I washed myself and changed clothes.
I stared at myself in the mirror for a moment before giving the maids a gentle smile.
âIâd like to rest for a little while. Could you give me some privacy?â
âOf course, Baroness. Please call us whenever you need us.â
âThank you.â
The maids bowed and left the room.
I stood there for a while, listening as their footsteps gradually faded away.
Thenâ
âPhew!â
I threw myself straight onto the sofa.






