The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 194

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Chapter 194

Translator: Yonnee

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“What invitation?”

“People from all walks of life wish to meet His Highness Olivier Arpend, the Third Prince of Cardia and the most handsome man in the Empire, and so they’ve been requesting an opportunity from you, Marquis. They want a chance to meet His Highness.” Marcel explained.

Yves Russell’s lips twisted unpleasantly.

“I’ve already invited people to the upcoming ball, and the schedule is all set. Why are they sending these scraps of paper now? Are they telling me to use them as kindling for the fireplace?”

“Well… There were people who genuinely didn’t believe that His Highness the Prince would stay in Loire for long.”

“What?”

Marcel stared at the documents.

“His Highness visited the Marquis’s estate before, but at that time, he was somewhat uncooperative, wasn’t he?”

“……”

“I suppose they thought he would be the same this time. So they just left things as they were. Now that it seems more likely that His Highness the Prince will be staying in Loire for a long time, it’s like a fire has been lit on their heels.”

Marcel raised his head and looked ahead.

Kugugugugu.

There stood the Demonic Archduke, spewing black aura.

Marcel inwardly screamed,

‘Aaack!’

He quickly pressed his right palm onto his left hand.

“Your Excellency’s social skills have exceeded the expectations of those ignorant people! Hehehehehe!”

However, Yves Russell’s anger didn’t easily subside.

In fact, Olivier’s previous stay in Loire had left a subtle stain on Yves Russell’s reputation.

At that time, he had poured a significant amount of money into hosting a massive event in the South under the pretext of celebrating the Third Prince’s birthday. It was an extraordinarily grand gathering.

However, the Third Prince’s attitude had been extremely cold.

Throughout the event, he maintained a blank expression, showing no enthusiasm. Just two days after the party began, he used the Queen’s summons as an excuse to return to the capital.

As a result, some of the southern nobles, who had long harbored resentment against Marquis Russell, ridiculed him for wasting money on that extravagant banquet just to gain the attention of the disinterested third prince.

Of course, these nobles were limited to a few, including the Roderick family, who had a long-standing feud with House Russell.

Most of the southern nobles praised Marquis Russell for inviting the influential heir to the throne to the South and saw it as a commendable act.

However, even they seemed to retain the impression that ‘he might do the same this time’.

Therefore, it seemed that those who hadn’t expressed their intentions to visit the Marquis’s estate were now beginning to send their requests for an invitation.

Yves Russell cursed under his breath.

“These people, who only know how to wash their hands and watch…!”

Marcel vented his frustration.

“That’s right! Your Excellency, because of your overwhelming authority, some people think inviting aristocrats is as easy as flipping a coin!”

“Hmph.”

“Your Excellency’s genius not only shines brilliantly, but you also put in so much effort into what you do. How could these incapable and ignorant individuals possibly understand?”

“Right.”

“Your Excellency! As you are an astounding individual who can move mountains and part the seas with a mere glance, do you really need to be bothered by the complaints of foolish sheep at the far end of the herd?”

Although Yves Russell still looked irritated, Marcel’s exaggerated flattery seemed to have eased his mood to some extent.

“Well, you have a point.”

With a glint in his eyes, Yves pushed the sack of letters away with the pointed end of his shiny shoes and leaned against the window.

“Anyway, we can’t change the prince’s schedule now. Just get rid of all this, I don’t want to see it. Take it away and use it as kindling or something.”

With a disdainful look, Yves Russell swept the view outside the window with his gaze.

* * *

After entrusting a message to the stablekeep, Olivier spoke.

“By any chance, do you enjoy playing chess?”

Radis nodded.

“I relatively enjoy it.”

Olivier gave her a smile that reached his eyes.

“Since I play chess with Joel almost every day, I occasionally want to try it with someone else. If you have the time, would you like to play a game with me?”

Radis rested her thumb on her chin and fell into thought for a moment.

She had planned to revisit the magic-related book Eve had lent her today. However, she knew Olivier’s schedule was quite tight.

Days like today, where they could spend time together, were likely to be few and far between.

Moreover, the books wouldn’t run away, but Olivier would have to leave for the South in a few days.

Determined, Radis nodded.

“I’d be more than happy to. Anytime.”

Olivier smiled as if he were delighted. He locked eyes with Radis and gently took her hand, planting a soft kiss on the back of it.

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