Chapter 11

It's ridiculous. Olivia's lips are small. The Emperor opened his arms towards the knights. A man whom Olivia knew gave an example to the Emperor as he represented the knights.

"Worship the Imperial Sun. Edwin Lowell Vikander. See your Majesty the Emperor."

"My proud knights are here now. It's a banquet for you, but it's too late."

The emperor's bony words were answered by the man and the Grand Duke.

"I will send you. I brought the Heirloom Iraruten in Vikander, because I could not use the ordinary sword in the oath that your majesty is giving me."

The archduke pointed to my check-house. The people lost their words for a moment,and then became fussed.

"Is that the sword? A treasure from the Lowell Royal Family down from generation to generation?"

"Your majesty so coveted that sword. You said you were going to give that precious white crystal mine, but you didn't give it that cheap?"

"But what oath does your majesty take? Wasn't this a war victory banquet?"

There was a mixed uproar of questions. The emperor laughed furiously with his mouth raised.

"Hahaha. Yeah. I have to have a lady who can give me the honor of not knowing that I am a knight, too. I'm glad that my grand duke is the right lady today, so I'll listen to one wish."

It's the Emperor's wish. There was an uproar on one side of the banquet hall, but the Grand Duke was grave. The Emperor glared at the princess gently. At that moment, people all understood. In the end, the purpose of this banquet was to restore the Grand Duke to the Imperial court. The emperor chuckled.

"How glad is this news. The Archduke who protects our Franz Empire says he takes a knight's oath to the lady late. Now. Anti-aircraft. Take an oath."

The princess, in a white dress,was holding a large bouquet of flowers. It was at this moment that the Princess, who had received the glory of all the knights at each of the knightly ceremonies, turned towards the Grand Duke. The Archduke turned. And he glanced around as if looking for someone. At one point, when Olivia and her eyes met. The Archduke's eyes bent long. Olivia stepped back. But the archduke was faster. Every time the archduke walked, the nobles gave way. At the end of it, there was Olivia.

"Lady Olivia Madelaine."

A high-pitched voice called Olivia's name. The Archduke knelt on one knee in front of Olivia with a gesture of grace.

"It's an honor to be able to reveal your name. Edwin Lowell Vikander."

The impassive expression of his treatment of the Emperor was broken, and the red eyes in his elegant eyes sparkled spitefully. As the end of the mouth went up, there was a sound of breathing everywhere. Even those who understand what self-introduction is saying don't have to.

"It is the only 'most' precious sword on the continent that combines bodhisattva and gemstones."

The only person who understood what that word meant, mixed with pride, was Olivia and the Archduke alone.

"Please tell me. Will you grant me the honor to be your sword?"

The banquet hall was as quiet as if it were cold water. Olivia looked at the archduke. A gorgeous face that choked people, red eyes full of spring-like tenderness, looked up at Olivia. It was strange. When I first met him in Luheirn, when I went to the Prince's Palace last Monday, no, I had to look up for a while when he walked up to me a little while ago. A man of noble identity, glorious honor, and chiseled big enough to look up to anyone, knelt on one knee before me as if it were natural. I'm not sure if I'm going to follow Olivia's choice unconditionally, but I'm not sure if I'm going to stick out the handle of the precious sword. Olivia was trying to slow down her red lips.

"Unfortunately, I have to take my oath. Anti-aircraft."

It was Leopold. Leopold wrapped Olivia's shoulders. The Grand Duke's eyes were full of moments of proclaiming that it was mine.

"Are you now entering into an oath that I offer to the Princess Madeleine?"

A loud voice rang through the banquet hall. A horrified, cold voice turned to Leopold as if frightened.

"Even on the oath that was approved by his Majesty the Emperor?"

The end of the Grand Duke's mouth rose sharply. Dare, even if it was a subject to look up, the Grand Duke's eyes looked at Leopold as if he were falling. The overbearing feeling of the red eyes was not sweetened, so the power entered Leopold's hands. Olivia, aching with the force of her shoulder, looked up at Leopold without knowing. Leopold didn't care about Olivia.

"... You better hear what happened to the Prince."

The taut atmosphere the Emperor mediated. Leopold bowed to the Emperor and smiled sweetly at Olivia. But Olivia was wild with Leopold, who was looking at me now. I wanted to release my sore shoulder, but Leopold wrapped his shoulder in a more intimate manner. For the first time, Leopold came to his side. But oddly enough, Leopold felt farther away than ever.

"The princess is my fiancée now. Do you have any idea that if an unmarried grand duke gives an oath, there could be a scandal with my fiancée?"

The nobility was loud in Leopold's hard voice.

"Maybe it's not good to look at. The most quiet is the preliminary Taj-jabi."

"Are there still one or two rumors that the princess is driving?"

"I mean, really. With the grace of her Majesty the Empress, she is now keeping the engagement."

At one point, the nobles lost their words. Sharp momentum stung the nobles. When the cool atmosphere felt like looking down on the nobles.

"Dare...."

A word overwhelmed the atmosphere. The Archduke's red eyes shone brilliantly.

"What scandal could be attached to the lady I swear to?"

"That, it is...."

No aristocrat stepped up. The archduke changed his face and smiled at Olivia.

"Would this have solved it?"

"... When the oath is established, I have to dance the first dance, but don't you think it's an excuse for me to accompany the princess?"

At the words of the dry Leopold, Olivia's body hardened to rub. Leopold, who was closer to Maria Ethel, was a companion. Olivia's eyes fell to the floor as she saw that no one would mention being treated as her fiancé.

"Oh, I do again."

Olivia looked up in a light voice as if she were sorry.

"I thought the princess came alone on purpose for me."

The tip of the Grand Duke's eye bent mischievously for a moment. When did you do that? " said Yang, gently, turning to Leopold.

"Inevitably, I thought that his highness was accompanied by another. All this was my mistake."

"The Archduke."

Leopold called the Archduke as a warning, but the Archduke did not look.

"Your wide-hearted prince is not doing this for the first dance."

Leopold grinned at it. Then the bird, the Grand Duke, looked straight at Olivia and jokingly added:

"... Well, I wouldn't know if I had asked a princess to marry me."

What? Olivia's eyes grew larger. What is the Archduke talking about right now?

"Archduke!"

"Oh, my god!" shouted Leopold sharply. But the Archduke faced Leopold rather as if there was something wrong.

"Brother. Why don't you talk about what doesn't fit your manners."

A voice interjected over the whole drawn atmosphere. It was the princess. The princess, looking at Olivia with a venomous look, walked out with a bright smile.

"The lady who takes the oath must take the oath in a white dress that symbolizes the incision of the knight. You should also deliver flowers to the knight as a sign of permission and joy."

At the end of the speech, the cloudy princess looked at Olivia and looked up. The new-blue eyes, resembling Leopold, faced Olivia with increased hostility.

"She's not ready today."

"That's right. At the knighthood ceremony, all ladies wear white clothes!"

"And then. Why didn't you think about it? I'm not trying to break the traditions that have come down from generation to generation here."

A mixture of jibes was heard between the high voices. Olivia looked at the place where she heard a smile. Count Charmin Young-Ae, Baron Staren Young-ae, Marquess of Ribeorn Young-ae. They were all playmates of the Princess.

"I've never taken an oath, so I don't know about the dress. But, what's the blame for the fair girl?"

Insults and other words came out between laughter and disappeared. I'm sick like digging my heart out. As always, my father and Conrad didn't say anything.,

"That's it. Anti-aircraft. What can I do? My fiancée is not ready."

Even Leopold sympathizes with the Queen's words. Oddly enough, those red eyes that looked at me anxiously cared more than all that. When I look at the place where the horse came from, it's cold, but the eyes that treat me I've seen a few times are warm. It was funny. Only one strand of that gaze says. All of this is ridiculously ticklish. Olivia slowly removed her lips.

"... The first time a knight's oath appeared in the history book was Liam Franz, the first emperor of the Empire and Empress Olica Franz."

In this situation, Olivia spoke more gracefully and calmly than anyone. Swept by the atmosphere, the nobles kept their mouths shut without knowing. The eyes of some of the nobles who said why the history book came out here changed.

"The first Emperor, who led the Asphalterun War, which designated the boundary line of the Empire, held the first Empress with a bloody guard."

Olivia gently pulled her shoulders. Leopold gave Olivia strength as if to lock her up, but Olivia carefully removed Leopold's hand with her gloved hand.

"It is recorded that the white dress of the Empress, who prayed in the hope that the emperor would come safely, was stained with blood all over."

After Leopold, Olivia took a step toward the Archduke. Looking through the eyes facing me, Olivia smiled.

"The Empress gave the emperor the flowers that she had dedicated to the foundation, with only her gloves white."

Everyone confirmed that Olivia's white gloves sparkled in the colorful chandelier light. The young children were right. No knight had ever offered me an oath until I was twenty. Every time she attended the ceremony, she was dressed in a white dress, but Olivia was always as still as the flowers on the wall. I didn't want to go to the banquet, but I had no choice but to go. She was the Prince's fiancée and she was a princess at the same time. It is true that you have not received your oath. But I could not hear that I did not know the recipe. My practice has always been perfect, and it will always be perfect. That was the best Olivia could do, as Madelaine.

"If you follow the rules of the Old book, there is no more perfect re-enactment than my appearance now."

Olivia looked at the hem of my dress. While the white lace gloves glittered, the dark red dress was enough to replace the white dress of the invited Empress, who was soaked in blood.

"Thank you. His highness the Prince. And her Majesty the Princess."

Unlike Leopold, who coolly shoots Olivia, Raina's face is red.

"Thanks to the clear arrangement of my two honorable charges, I was able to receive my oath without noise."

Half fake, half sincere. Thanks to this, the controversy was dispelled.

"But the flowers!"

Instead of the princess, the Marquess of Ribeorne shouted.

"I dare not dedicate a flower of Han-chul withers to his Majesty's chastity, replacing my heart with this jewel."

Olivia pulled out the jewelry pin that had fastened her hair. Gorgeous silver hair poured gently. The purple flowers and green calyx hairpins that glittered in the chandelier light were presented to me by Esela for this banquet. I had no idea that Esela's gift would be used like this. If you asked later, you could change the gem pin to another gem. Strangely enough, the Archduke seemed to ask for me. Olivia, raising a jewel pin on the Grand Duke's palm, faced the Grand Duke.

"Olivia Madeline."

Olivia took the sword in the Archduke's hand. When I wrapped the handle of the sword in my palm, which seemed to be cold, a strange warmth spread all over my body in an instant.

"I joyfully accept the glory of your highness. May my joy again belong to the glory of your majesty."

　 With his sword wrapped around him, Olivia bowed toward the Grand Duke. And from everywhere there was a loud clap. The Grand Duke rose from his position, smiling brightly. And that moment.

"Oh, excuse me. Fair girl."

The archduke fell towards me, as if wrapping Olivia's shoulders. Before he could feel the warmth of the hook, the man laughed softly and lifted himself off. Somewhere it sounded similar to consternation, but Olivia did not care.

"I've been sitting down longer than I thought, because my legs are cheap."

The man shrugged his shoulders as if he could not help it.

"I heard it was a great article poem. Your legs look softer than you thought."

"I will. By the way. Every time, she saves me from this frailness."

He saved something that nearly fell, and he saved something that nearly took a toll.

"So, if you saved me, please save me once more. Will you give me the honor of dancing my first dance with a lady?"

The archduke reached out to Olivia.

"Can you dance right away with your legs down?"

"It's okay."

The archduke said shamelessly. Olivia said for a moment, with a troubled face, that she could only hear the Grand Duke.

"... I'll tell you in advance, I don't have the ability to dance."

"That's good, isn't it?"

The Grand Duke smiled brightly.

"I'm good at doing things with my body. This time, I can give you a little help."

Olivia slowly took the Archduke's hand. A wonderful voice interjected from behind, with a strange tension and relief spreading at the same time.

"Congratulations. Olivia. My fiancée was honored as the best Knight of the Geer Empire."

It was Leopold. His eyes faced the Grand Duke as if to mark that it was not over yet.