My Ex-Fiancée Is the Female Lead in the Romance Novel

3 – Prom (2)

“Ah… Really. Why are you so far away?”

Seria caught her own dress from rubbing against her floor.

Even if it wasn’t for this cumbersome dress, she could have run to the banquet hall…..

Seria moved her feet hastily as she resented her father and her maids for putting this dress on her in her heart.

Of course, there wouldn’t normally be a madman who would ask Cesar, the fiancée of her duke’s daughter, to dance because she was going a little late, but today is a ball where nobles from all over the country have gathered.

Since Cesar has a smooth face, she can be asked to dance by a country girl who does not know his identity, or by a woman who is mad at a certain man who is trying to seduce him.

In the past, at the tea party, while he was temporarily away, the ladies who tried to seduce Cesar had an incident surrounding him, so he had no choice but to be more vigilant.

Inwardly, she was sure that César would never abandon her and dance with another woman, but the uneasiness of what might happen accelerated her steps.

“It’s all here..” It didn’t take long for Seria to reach the entrance of the banquet hall. She checked her face and the gatekeeper remained expressionless as she opened the door to the banquet hall.

And the first thing Seria saw after entering her banquet hall was her fiancé having a friendly conversation with a young lady she had never seen before.

“Ah! Oppa, today is my first time going to a prom. Could oppa be with me for my first dance?”

“Uh…”

What is that b*tch called? Judging by the way she speaks, it seems that she originally knew Cesar. As far as she knew, such a pretty young lady was not among Cesar’s connections.

Seria quickly approached the two of them.

“Cesar.”

* * *

As I watched the two women fight in front of me, I felt like I was losing my temper too. The two looked at each other and then turned to me and asked.

“Brother, who is this?”

“Cesar.”

What do you mean by looking at me? Would you like to introduce yourself to each other in this atmosphere?

The music has already started to flow. A slow-tempo song that uses amplification magic to resonate throughout the huge ballroom.

However, as their conversation did not progress, I decided to ask for forgiveness from Isis. Originally, the first dance was supposed to be with Lia.

“Isis, my fiancee, the lady of Argenta.”

“Was it explained? I’m telling you in case you came from the countryside, but it’s customary for the first dance at a ball to be performed by a fiancé or lover.”

Isis took a step back as Leah fired at her with an aggressive tone.

“I see…”

“Cesar, let’s go.”

“Okay.”

And at the same time, I left a message to Isis to see you later, and dragged Lia to the center of the banquet hall.

“If you dance on the edge, it means nothing.”

“Lia, just dancing together is meaningful.”

I replied to her whisper, somewhat offended.

“Everyone should see us. That’s why you and I worked hard to decorate it.”

It was as she said. As soon as the song started, all eyes around me began to focus on this direction.

This was possible because the members of the imperial family had not yet attended the ball, and among couples of the age to dance, we had the highest status and were unique in appearance.

As I watched us around, the whispering sound stuck in my ears. It must have been a small voice in its own way, but strangely, the sounds around it entered one after another.

“Your dancing is as good as your looks.”

“Surely a good couple.”

Lia and I learned to dance together from the very beginning. That’s why we had the opportunity to dance almost every song together at least once.

I thought as I looked down at Leah, who seemed focused on her dance. She says she hopes it stays like this in the future.

* * *

After Seria did some of her dances with César, she felt her feet go numb. Maybe it’s because it’s a dance I haven’t seen in a while.

Unlike other ordinary aristocratic families, the Argenta family made the young lady train herself from an early age. This is because the Duke of Argenta was a military officer, so he tends to emphasize the health of the body very much.

So, originally, Seria’s stamina isn’t depleted to this extent, but recently, she doesn’t exercise and sits only in her mansion, so her stamina seems to have dropped quite a bit.

Seria entered the one-person lounge reserved for high-ranking nobles. After barely sending back Cesar, who had promised to follow her, she uselessly took off her high-heeled shoes in the honey-like rest that greeted her.

And there was a different reason why she dared to come here, ignoring Cesar. It was because her father, the Duke of Argenta, had decided to leave a note in this room stating how things were going to be done today.

That’s why I deliberately put a spell on it so that anyone who wasn’t of Argenta’s blood could enter.

“Tonight at 9 o’clock…”

The venue is a terrace a little far from the ballroom.

“Whoa…”

Originally, she was Seria who had no idea about this plan, but when she tried to implement it, she naturally felt rejected.

Until now, the Duke of Argenta has been waiting for a while without deciding his faction in the battle for the throne.

However, no matter how high the prestige is, the Duke of Argenta cannot remain neutral in the battle for the succession to the end. With the emperor almost losing real power, the Duke of Argenta, unable to withstand the pressure from the two powers, eventually decided to choose one side.

Basically, Duke Argenta, a military attache who controls the military power of the empire, chose the second prince who had strengths in strength and character rather than the first prince who had strengths in resourcefulness and scheming.

However, knowing that the Duke of Argenta, who holds all military authority in the empire, would inevitably become more controversial within the military if he took the lead in the succession to the throne, the Duke of Argenta wanted a form of indirect support for the 2nd Prince.

Amid such a background, the person the duke came up with was once again his daughter Seria.

The duke thought that if Seria and her second prince were connected a little, she would naturally have a reason to support her second prince.

So the duke suggested to the 2nd prince a plan to create a scandal with his daughter Seria. Of course, her opinion was not reflected in the process.

The society of the Empire is quite free. Engagement is just a means, and even after marriage, there are quite a few cases where they remain simply political partners or friends with different partners. That is why the aristocratic society does not point the finger at adultery too much.

Even so, Seria didn’t like the instruction to make love with the 2nd prince on the terrace, which can be easily seen from the open garden of the imperial palace, but it was her father’s order, so what can I do.

Her father wants a picture that makes her appear to support the second prince reluctantly because her love affair with the second prince is widely known.

If it’s her 2nd prince, she’s even met her a few times. He was clearly a man with a rather stocky physique and a cold impression. He was a man who would be more appropriately described as handsome than ugly, but he was far from her taste.

Seria inadvertently recalled the face of her own fiancé. Unlike the 2nd Prince, who gave her a cold impression, he gave the impression that he would be friendly even at a glance. She had the feeling that her ideal type had formed naturally with César, perhaps because he and she had been her fiancée for so many years.

Having been her fiancé for about 10 years, Ceria was naturally somewhat fed up with César. She had grown tired of her kind personality, her willingness to listen to anything she said, and her appearance.

She has been trying to meet new people in recent years, but she has not been able to find one that satisfies her. She was thinking of being a little nicer to Cesar, as her relationship with Cesar had been estranged for no reason and she had no income.

Of course, César, who loves her endlessly no matter how much she ignores and ignores Seria, but she also has feelings of guilt. This time, determined not to bear her heart in vain for the scandal with her second prince, she put on her shoes again and tidied up her dress.

She’s been in her break room for close to an hour, so it’s time for her to head back to the ballroom.

“Come to think of it, what is Cesar doing?”

Couldn’t you have danced with that girl earlier?

“Did you say Isis…?”

She wasn’t quite like herself, but she was quite a pretty girl. Her light blue hair was impressive. Looking at her momentum from earlier, she wondered if she hadn’t asked César to dance right after she had gone to her break room?

In my heart I hope that Cesar would have refused her request, but a good Cesar would not have been able to refuse her request.

But because of his temper, she was able to meet other men to her heart’s content, so Seria stepped into her ballroom, thinking that it was something she had to endure.