Chapter 167
Elizabeth felt deep joy at how gorgeous a sight Marianne appeared to be before these Royals and her body's cheeks did not fail to demonstrate their slight mesh by smudging with drops of rose watercolour her sweet features.
In the midst of her entrancing blush, the men observed with timid joy for the girl softened any who beheld such occurrence.
Yet, unfortunately for them, the Emperor had to proceed with the formalities forcing them to cease the delightful appreciation.
"Ahem... Having addressed to the Ninth her fresh name... The Spirit's Tears tribute ought to be handed." — Extending his hand, he announced.
From his side, an elegant servant brought a small treasure casket on a pompous pillow of velvety cloth which at times adopted the dark red of the Royals emblem and, at others, the beaming violet of their Household's eyes.