âBy the way, what were we talking about?â
âYou were talking about the drawing.â
âOh! Right!â
âWhy are you drawing dresses all of a sudden?â
âI complained to Derick⦠I mean Frederick, that my social dress was too uncomfortable because I have to wear several layers of petticoats. He told me to make a dress that I want.â
Gerardâs face darkened as Leila continued with her story. Another story about Frederick.
âI thought he was making fun of me at first. However, he sent the Madame from Bellaâs Boutique to my house the next day.â
âWhat?â
âMadame told me to draw the dress that I want. I was just doing it. Which one do you think is the prettiest-â
âLeila Stein! What the hell do you think you are doing?â
âWhat?â
âDo you really not know what he meant by sending Bellaâs Boutique to your house?â
Bellaâs Boutique worked for the Hernia Imperial Family. Archduke Anata was one of the main customers of Bellaâs Boutique since the founder of the Anata family was an Empress.
However, the Archduke sent that boutique to the young Lady of a Viscount family? It was quite a deliberate act. This was obviously a gesture in which Frederick offered his heart to Leila.
âNo, Gerard. Donât misunderstand. I just want to make a dress.â
âI told you youâd better keep your distance from Archduke Anata. I told you that the rumors about him were bad, and he seems dangerous.â
âGerard, those are just mere rumors. Rumors say that Iâm a knight with my fatherâs support, and that Iâm a vulgar woman who managed to seduce the young Marquis.â
ââ¦What, where did you hear those rumors?â
He had made sure it was all taken care of so that it wouldnât reach Leilaâs ears.
âDonât listen to those rumors.â
âI know. Just as my rumors are not true, Archduke Anataâs rumors may not be true as well.â
âNo, but Leilaâ¦â
Leila cut off Gerardâs attempt to refute her.
âI know what youâre worried about, Gerard.â
ââ¦â
âHowever, nothing changes. You will always be the closest and most comfortable person to me.â
Leila said, making eye contact with Gerard. He looked into Leilaâs brown eyes, which were filled with sincerity, and nodded.
ââ¦Yes.â
Leila was right. Leila and him were the closest to each other. There were years of memories between him and Leila that would never be shaken by Frederick or others.
Gerard didnât know that he had been demoted from âthe only oneâ to âclose friendâ. No, he pretended not to know.
***
Moreover, Leilaâs words were wrong. Frederick gradually took his position beside Leila. And naturally, Gerard gradually moved away.
It was the day Gerard visited Viscount Steinâs residence to meet with Leila, as he promised.
âOh! Gerard, what should I do? I have an appointment with Derick, so I have to go out now.â
He bumped into Leila, who was getting prepared to leave the mansion. Once again, Frederick had become Derick.
âIâm sorry, I shouldâve told you in advance.â
Gerard frowned upon hearing Leilaâs words. Since when had they made an appointment?
âDonât go.â
Gerard grabbed Leilaâs wrist. He thought he should hear it today. Him or Anata? It didnât matter whether she thought he was childish or not. It was no longer a situation he shouldnât question.
âWhat?â
âDonât go to meet Archduke Anata.â
ââ¦Whatâs wrong with you? He must be waiting for me.â
Leila was bewildered.
âIâm here to meet you now as well. Is he more important to you than me?â
âGerard, whatâs with you? Did you just ask whoâs more precious to me, you or him? However, about the prior appointmentâ¦â
âThatâs why! Donât go.â
Gerardâs voice became louder. The servants of the Stein family started to glance at them.
âUh⦠but you know, I was actually thinking about when to tell you this.â
â?â
âDerick asked me to be his partner at the banquet⦠I said I will. I didnât want to refuse because he said the dress I designed matched with the outfit he was going to wear. Actually, Iâm going to see the said outfit because itâs already finished. Iâm sorry I didnât tell you sooner.â
âHa, what about me?â
Leila, who would stand beside him every time they went to a banquet, was going to someone else. Even worse, the man she chose to go with was Frederick de Anata.
Gerard was at a loss for words.
âThereâs still a lot of time left until the banquet, isnât it? You can go with another girlâ¦â
âWhat Iâm saying is- Itâs not like that.â
Leila frowned at Gerardâs loud voice.
âGerard, why are you so angry at me?â
âWhat?â
âI donât want⦠No, I donât want you to be his partner.â
ââ¦Why are you acting so childishly like this? Going to a banquet with someone else doesnât mean our relationship will change.â
Gerardâs desperation seemed like a childâs tantrum to Leila. He was hopeless.
âWhat are we?â
âUs? Do you mean what kind of relationship we are in-â
âI like you.â
Gerard interrupted Leila.
âWhat?â
âI like you. Youâre not going to say that you didnât know, are you?â
ââ¦I like you too, Gerard.â
However both of them knew. That their feelings of âlikeâ were different.
âNo, Leila. I mean, romantically.â
This time, Gerard had no intention of turning a blind eye to Leilaâs obliviousness.
âSo, donât go. If Iâm really precious to you, donât go.â
ââ¦â
âLeila?â
Gerard asked again and urged Leila to answer.
ââ¦I need some time to think.â
Leila pulled her wrist out of Gerardâs grip. Gerard stared blankly at the hand that had escaped. It was right in front of him, but he couldnât catch it. As though sand fell through the gaps of his fingers.
âSorry, Gerard.â
Leila left the mansion, declaring Frederickâs victory.
***
Leila, who said she needed time to think, never gave an answer. Time passed by helplessly, and it was finally the day of the Empressâ birthday banquet.
Gerardâs confession didnât change anything. On the day of the ball, Frederick stood beside Leila, and there was another young Lady beside Gerard. Leila was the star of the banquet. Her mermaid-style dress created a buzz in the ballroom.
âOh, such a pretty dress can be possible without having to wear a petticoat!â
âHey, whatâs so pretty about that dress? A dress that does not use a petticoat is considered negligee.â
âNo, my Lady! You wouldnât say so if you knew where that dress was made.â
âWhat? Which boutique is it from?â
âBellaâs Boutique. I heard that the dress was personally made by the Madame there.â
âT-that⦠Dress?â
âYes, that dress!â
âWhat on earth is the relationship between the Archduke and the young Lady of the Stein family? Did they promise to get married when he introduced her to Bellaâs Boutique?â
âI donât know!â
âWhat happened to the young Lord of Blanchett?â
The love triangle between the three flared up in society. Peopleâs eyes were filled with fascination and interest that couldnât be hidden.
They wanted to take this opportunity to sit beside Gerard. Young ladies approached Gerard and greeted him shyly, and their parents attempted to extend their conversation. However, no one could have a meaningful conversation because Gerard was unusually cold.
Whether people glanced at him or not, Gerardâs eyes didnât turn away from Leila. He didnât exactly want to see it, but he had no choice but to do so.
From Leilaâs smile when she was laughing brightly at Frederickâs words, to Leilaâs arm which was entangled in Frederickâs. It all looked stuffy to him.
It wasnât a pleasant experience at all to see someone else standing beside the person he thought he would end up with. Even though he couldnât bear the anger and despair that made his stomach churn, he had to raise the corners of his lips to deal with people.
How many times had he exchanged formal greetings with people? He was getting tired.
Then, Gerardâs partner handed him a drink.
âSir, please have one of these.â
âNo, thank you.â
Gerard refused, saying he was fine. However, his partner was persistent.
âYouâre not fine. You must have been thirsty since earlier.â
She said it in such a graceful way. His face was a mess, so he had to control his expression.
âIs it obvious?â
Gerard asked awkwardly.
âYes. I donât know what youâre going to say, but Iâm a little scared.â
âWhat?â
It was the first time he heard it. He was confident that he was better at controlling his expression than anyone else, but it didnât seem like that anymore. He wiped his face with his big hand in frustration.
At that moment, his partner leaned in.
âYou canât do anything at the moment, can you?â
She whispered so that only Gerard could hear.
âOr are you going to drag Leila forcefully with you?â
âNo, thatâsâ¦â
He couldnât do that. Gerard Blanchett was a lofty young Marquis. He had to mind the eyes of other nobles.
âI know, donât bother about it too much because you canât do anything about it now.â
ââ¦Yes, thank you.â
It turned out to be true. Gerard tried to relieve himself by drinking the drink his partner gave him.
âHuff.â
Nonetheless, drinking a cool drink seemed to make him feel more comfortable. He smiled slightly at his banquet partner as a token of gratitude.
However, the effort quickly faded. Leila and Frederick disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Gerardâs face turned pale. Where did they go? The terrace? The restroom? Or⦠the garden?
He looked around for them and made eye contact with his partner. They looked at each other without a word for a moment.
ââ¦â
ââ¦â
Gerard wanted to go find Leila, but he also couldnât leave his partner alone. He felt guilty leaving her alone, so he couldnât bring himself to say anything. Perhaps she noticed the glint of conflict in his eyes.
âGo ahead, my Lord. Iâll be waiting for you.â
His partner, Chloe Roem, pushed Gerard away.