The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke

I didn’t want to socialize anymore so I stepped back.
Then, Dietrich pulled me and started marching away. 

 

“Your Grace, are you leaving already?”

 

A man who had taken a neutral stance stepped forward and stopped him. 

 

Dietrich didn’t stop walking and took a glance at the man. 

 

“That’s right.”

 

“What about the dance? There are so many young ladies waiting for you to ask them to dance.”

 

They had cursed a lot with words such as ‘northerners’ and ‘barbarians’ but when Dietrich appeared they seemed to have been filled with avarice. 

 

‘I guess that’s to be expected.
He’s a distinguished person after all.’

 

I silently glanced at the women gathering behind the man like a swarm of bees, whispering to themselves. 

 

Charlotte, who was watching Dietrich leave, looked anxious as if she was about to cry.

 

‘When did they get together like that?’

 

“I won’t dance.
Move.” 

 

He flung open the door to the banquet hall without greeting anyone, looking like a protagonist of the imperial ball. 

 

The servant, who was waiting to open the door, uttered a cry. 

 

“Oh goodness! Your Grace! It is etiquette for me to open the door!”

 

“Etiquette, you say.”

 

Damn etiquette.

 

Even I felt that it was starting to get old.
The bewildered servant nodded his head industriously and replied. 

 

“Ye-yes! I will hold the door open so if you could move aside for a bit–”

 

“Shall I tell you an etiquette from the North?”

 

“Pardon?”

 

Dietrich seized the door and muttered to the servant who stood like an idiot. 

 

“In the North, it is customary not to talk to me.
Shall I tell you what happens if you don’t obey?”

 

The servant nodded his head with a face that clearly didn’t want to know.

 

“You die.”

 

“…I a-apologize.
Have a safe trip, Your Grace.”

 

Only then did the servant quickly remove himself from blocking Dietrich’s path. 

 

The hand holding mine had such a tight grip that I couldn’t even talk to him until we got on the carriage.

 

‘Did he get in trouble because of me?’

 

If I hadn’t helped Charlotte in the first place, this problem wouldn’t have occurred. 

Dietrich, reclining on the black sofa, looked extremely tired.
I could only swallow my words and moisten my lips at the exhaustion weighing down on his face.

 

“Why are you being timid?”

 

“It’s n-nothing like that.”

 

“Northern etiquette tells you not to lie to your family.”

 

“There’s no etiquette like that.
Don’t make things up.” 

 

In the first place, Lagrange did not teach such extravagant virtues which were of no use when it came to survival.

 

‘In order to survive, they had learned assassination, detoxification, and self-defense to protect themselves.’

 

“I was wondering if I ruined things by coming.
In any case, right now we have to look good in front of the emperor and the people of high society.” 

 

“There’s no need for that.
I’ll just establish a kingdom.” 

 

I burst into laughter when the talk about establishing a kingdom came out of Dietrich’s mouth again.

 

“Is that easy? Then we could all die for treason.”

 

“Anyway, there is no need for you to be timid in front of those amaurotic people.” 

 

“That’s not it.
It’s just that Charlotte and I are so different.”

 

It wasn’t until I let those words out that I realized I was projecting my sister through her. 

 

An older sister, who had always been more exceptional and elegant than me – a beautiful and perfect woman that my mother and everyone liked.

 

“What about it?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Of course, you and that woman are different people.
What are you trying to say?” 

 

“Wouldn’t it be better to act a little like Charlotte if I am going to play the role of a princess?” 

 

Although not as vigorous as in the capital, high society circles also existed in the North.

Dietrich, who had already completed his succession, would have to rule in earnest in an aristocratic society. 

 

I didn’t want to spend the time floating uselessly by his side.

 

“You’re a princess.
The Princess of Lagrange.”

 

I narrowed my eyes trying to guess what Dietrich meant and he clicked his tongue then said, “There is no need for you to humor others to prove your existence.”

 

I couldn’t help but laugh at Dietrich’s cold words. 

 

It must be a skill to utter such sweet words with a blunt face and make them drip with coldness.

 

“Why are you laughing?”

 

“All right.
I won’t humor anyone.
But I think it would be better to learn etiquette.” 

 

There was no reason to refuse the instruction that Dorothea offered to pay for. 

 

If it’s a tutor, that person would be proficient in high society, so they would know the current status of societal affairs. 

 

I naively looked forward to seeing who would come as a tutor.

 

‘Since she’s called a madam, then she must be a woman?’ 

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Note:

Amaurotic – Amaurotic is a disease that causes a partial or total loss of sight.