“Are you going to get me right now?”
I muttered while looking at the colonized Imperial Carriage in front of me.
I hate it, but it arrived in front of the Lombardy mansion just in time for the Empress's dinner, which I decided to attend.
It's a very high-end carriage that everyone else would like, but my carriage is better.
"Hello, Lady Lombardy. I'm here to pick you up to the Empress's Palace."
It was a proper treatment that ran all the way to the Empress's Palace.
"No, are you forcing me?"
Don't even think about not attending?
Either way, I was in a bad mood.
"...Yes?"
"No, nothing."
When I smiled broadly, the servant's face turned a little red.
"I think I need a footstool."
When I pointed in front of the carriage where nothing had been laid, the Empress Palace servant replied in surprise.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I'll get you a footstool in a minute!"
In a hurry, while the servant took out the footstool, I turned to the side of the main building.
It was the side where I felt a strong gaze a little while ago.
"Why do you look so fierce?"
It was Seral who was staring at me to death.
I usually didn't know, but her staring face looks just like Empress Rabini.
They must really be cousins.
She must have felt that I was looking at her.
Seral didn't hide from my gaze.
Rather, there was more fire in her eyes.
It was obvious even if I didn't ask why.
She must be jealous because she feels like I'm going to the Empress's dinner when she's pushed out of the house.
Seral know.
It's all against my will, after all, it was the Empress's will.
She just chose me because it was easier to hate me than to hate the Empress.
But regardless of Seral's feelings, if she keeps staring at me like that.
"I want to tease you more."
Then, the servant laid down the footstool in front of me.
"Thank you."
When I said thank you, the servant smiled shyly.
I stepped on the footstool and got on the carriage.
And I opened the window.
I could still see Seral staring at me.
Under these circumstances, ordinary nobles would stare at Seral, snort, and close the window.
That is the general response.
But I looked at Seral and raised my hand.
And, gently.
I shook my hand and smiled softly.
Then Seral was seen shaking her hands holding the hem of the dress with her eyes wide open.
Seeing her mouth move, I think she's been swearing at me.
