Yes ,Your Highness

C H A P T E R 1 2

"Look, the curse child is talking to Lady Castellane. I hope she doesn't get scared."

"Who invited that warlord here?"

These ignorant nobles are getting to my nerves. Why don't they just tell it straight to Hugo's face that they don't like him. What a bunch of plastic creatures.

"Do excuse my reaction, I was just bewildered by what you said. But I would just take it as a compliment." The Earl said with a puzzled face.

I panicked right away.

"Oh my, I do apologize for my rude words. I swear I didn't mean it as an insult. Its just that your hair really resembles the color of an apple." I explained while apologizing.

Eren Louie- I mean Abriella Eren! You big of a failure. How could you say that out loud! This is a formal banquet, not the Central Market where Hugo and his love interest meets. Your words will give him a different meaning.

I should really consider the thought of taping up my mouth.

"Please don't think to much about it, it's just that it's my first time hearing such comment about my hair." Hugo said while smiling at me.

I was speechless while looking at his beautiful face.

Why does it feel like he's more prettier that me?

"Well, what I said is a bit weird but I'm not the weird one who thinks that your hair is a curse." I saw as how nobles peeked to where we were standing.

I purposely made my voice clear and a bit loud for the others to hear me. Yes, be shocked everyone and gossip all you want about me. At least I can say my thoughts loudly.

"What do you mean miss celebrant?" The handsome man asked me with curiosity.

"I'm aware of the rumors about you that has spread and is widely known, but I strongly disagree with that rumor. Instead, seeing you right now, I can see why the rumors were like that and I feel like laughing out loud and make fun of the people who believes it." I said with a serious tone.

He then turned to me, looks like I got his attention. Good.

" You see, Sir Hugo, I believe that your hair is given to you to match your dashing looks and make it shine more."

I used flowery words but if you try to translate it, I'm just plainly saying that he looks good with his hair.

"I really don't know how to react with your words." He replied with suspicion.

Of course, for him and the nobles, I am like someone not from here and talking a different language.

There's an unspoken rule at a noble's party that everyone is aware of. And that is 'they' don't give someone a compliment.

Aristocrats and Nobles are proud and arrogant human beings but they all have trouble expressing their own thoughts  since they all grew up being educated and told not to let their emotions control them. For them, showing one's true feelings is an offense that is enough to kick them out of the world they built so hard to attain and maintain.

In short, they're too careful of their words that it makes me puke.

They're afraid of compliments yet spreading rumors and gossiping is okay for them? What a backward way of thinking.

"My, have I been too talkative? Do excuse me for my rude behavior. I'm just too filled with excitement when I saw that you attended. You see, I'm a fan of war and war tactics novels and seeing someone like you here at the party makes me really happy." I said sincerely while smiling.