Don’t Look For Me - Chapter 4

 

On the tray she was carrying, there were three paper bags wrapped in fine ribbons.

 

The opening was folded in several layers and sealed carefully so that the aroma of the tea did not escape.

 

“The addition of lavender and orange peel makes it even more fragrant and tastes softer. Did you like it?”

 

Euphemia came into the living room, stirring the tea.

 

“Then…”

 

“Euphemia. Miss Euphemia, right?”

 

Countess Fraser hurriedly called out her name while Baron Lyles’ young-ae frowned as she looked back at her memories. It was as if they were playing a name game.

 

“Yes, ma’am. I’m glad to see you. I am more than happy to present the tea that I make.”

 

Euphemia replied calmly with a smile on her face.

 

The three ladies’ eyes widened at the words.

 

What the hell is this? So she’s the one who made this great tea?

 

The three quickly exchanged eyes.

 

Euphemia made her social debut earlier, but that’s all.

 

Since she is the daughter of the late baroness, there is no one to take care of her, nor had she been diligently attending a ball or tea party. She never dresses up like Cecilia to go out and be seen, so there is no need to see her.

 

But you have such great talent! It was truly a surprising fact.

 

The ladies who found the hidden gem lit up their eyes.

 

“Sister!”

 

Cecilia sprang up from her seat.

 

She quickly noticed that Euphemia was drawing the attention of her guests.

 

Of course, she couldn’t leave it like that.

 

Because today’s star is Cecilia herself.

 

It was very unpleasant to be disturbed like this, but in front of the guests, she couldn’t show it.

 

“Did you bring the tea I asked for? It’s okay to give it to me when I go. It’s probably bothering you because I haven’t returned home yet.”

 

“Really?”

 

“In that case, thank you. I’ll deliver it well.”

 

Cecilia quickly took the tray from Euphemia’s hand and, with a frown on her face, beckoned her to leave.

 

Now that she has her back to the guests, they won’t be able to see her face.

 

But Euphemia looked into Cecilia’s eyes, smiled slightly, and looked away, pretending not to notice her signal.

 

When Cecilia was about to say something, Countess Fraser spoke first.

 

“I’m fine, Miss Cecilia. I’d rather ask for more advice, right?”

 

“That’s right. Does it mean that Miss Euphemia blended this tea leaf yourself? Tell me a little more.”

 

The ladies did not miss the opportunity to talk.

 

There are many ways in which the ladies of the aristocracy exhibit culture and taste.

 

One of them was tea.

 

How well you know the taste and aroma of tea, and how precious and good tea you enjoy determines the highs and lows of your taste.

 

Thanks to this, the ladies were also interested in tea, just as they were in dresses and jewelry.

 

Therefore, meeting with such a unique and special tea was considered a very precious opportunity.

 

“Sit this way, Miss Euphemia.”

 

“I appreciate your words, but…”

 

At the invitation of the ladies, Euphemia glanced at Cecilia as if in trouble.

 

Today’s main character is her, so it’s not her place to interfere. That’s what she meant.

 

Ladies trained in the social world quickly recognized the meaning of Euphemia at the end of her hazy speech.

 

They quickly weighed themselves on a scale in their minds.

 

A newcomer that we should take care of, and a young lady with special talents that can be helpful.

 

It was very easy and simple to judge what would be more interesting and beneficial.

 

“It’s okay. You’re Cecilia’s sister, aren’t you?”

 

“The more people there, the happier the tea party is. Isn’t that right, Miss Cecilia?”

 

Cecilia was embarrassed.

 

No, I don’t want to. It’s obvious that the guests will be disappointed.

 

Maybe it’s because the excitement is ruined and it goes back to this way.

 

There was enough insight to recognize that.

 

“Th….then, that’s a good idea, madam.”

 

A reply that didn’t mean to come out, leaked out from her mouth with difficulty.

 

Cecilia mimicked a forced smile.

 

“Then excuse me for a moment.”

 

Euphemia passed her sister and sat in a chair that the guests had given her.

 

As soon as she sat down, the ladies poured out their passionate curiosity.

 

“Then did Miss Euphemia pick the ingredients herself and mix the tea leaves?”

 

“Yes. The tea we usually drink at home is also prepared by myself.”

 

“Oh, my God, you’re amazing! Not only does it smell good, but it also has the effect of clearing your head, so it was very fascinating. I wondered what kind of company it came from, but to say that it was made by hand, it’s a really great piece of work.”

 

“I wanted to show you a variety of flavors, so I added a lot of petals and fruit peels this time. I also added a little soothing herbs.”

 

“That’s why! No wonder I feel so refreshed. I actually have a severe migraine, but now it’s very refreshing.”

 

Young-ae, Marquis of Christie, smiled broadly.

 

Migraine headaches have been a problem for her for a long time. It was only for a while, but I was surprised that the pain went away because of tea, not medicine.

 

Euphemia smiled shyly at her response.

 

It would be a lie if she said she didn’t mean to embarrass Cecilia a little by appearing here.

 

However, their reactions were heartwarming.

 

She couldn’t believe that someone would like something with a twinkle in their eyes because of something she made with her hands. It was something that she had never experienced before, it was touching.

 

“I’m glad it helped. I’m truly happy.”

 

“Thanks to you, I am more than happy to have the rare experience of drinking good tea. It’s amazing that the taste and aroma blend well even though you mixed various ingredients.”

 

“If you mix and match the types and amounts of ingredients properly, you can make a variety of harmonious tea’s.”

 

Linden and lemon balm, chamomile and sage. Grania from a deep forest and Fresidium that grows only on the waterside where there is a waterfall. Dried petals and fruit peels bring out the flavor, and herbs are mixed little by little to create a calming effect on the mind and body.

 

It wasn’t even a matter of putting many ingredients together to make a tea like this.

 

Because she has created many more complex and effective elixirs.

 

Tea leaves, which can be bought on Baron Lasser’s budget, have a low grade, so they tend to taste less fragrant and short.

 

To hide it, Euphemia made various recipes, and one of them was the one that was introduced today.

 

“That’s right. I’m already worried that the tea you gave me will run out soon. I’m sure I’ll drink it every day.”

 

“Me, too. I think I’ll keep thinking about it.”

 

In the words of Marquis Christie Young-ae, Baron Lyles Young-ae added postscripts.

 

This was taken over by Countess Fraser.

 

“So, if I have a chance, may I come see you next time?”

 

Euphemia naturally looked at Cecilia at the rowdy words of the ladies.

 

Her eyes staring at me with her mouth closed were already filled with resentment.

 

What a passionate anger, her green eyes blazed as if the forest were burning.

 

“That’s…”

 

The eyes of the ladies moved in the direction that Euphemia’s eyes were facing.

 

Then Cecilia quickly changed her expression.

 

Countess Fraser said, looking at a docile and coy girl.

 

“Of course, Miss Cecilia should join us too.”

 

“That’s right, of course.”

 

Women who had been in the social world for several years were quick to notice.

 

Now, even though the weight of interest has suddenly shifted, Euphemia was still paying attention to Cecilia.

 

As she can guess, Cecilia is more valued in this family.

 

What a pity! You’re being ignored for being the daughter of the late baroness.

 

Apparently, Euphemia is treated like a nobody in the family, but Cecilia was born as an illegitimate child anyway, so what’s the difference?

 

Hiding thorns in their words and attaching great meaning to small gestures, they were accustomed to looking at one and guessing the heat behind it.

 

So it was easy to see that Euphemia’s touch wasn’t just on the tea.

 

The tea was prepared by her sister, but could it be that she also did the decorations herself?

 

Even if I had put flowers in my hand, I would have done what my sister told me to do anyway!

 

Then it was quite clear which of the two was the more attractive person in the social world.

 

“How about you, Miss Cecilia?”

 

The ladies looked at Cecilia at once.

 

Cold eyes like glass were silently forcing her to do something.

 

Transparent and obvious compulsion to give them the answers they want.

 

If she says no here, those eyes will soon be shattered into pieces, and the sharp shards will cut her. She couldn’t leave it like that.

 

Cecilia rolled her eyes quietly as she looked around.

 

It was humiliating.

 

“Yeah. That’s a good…idea.”

 

“Right?”

 

The ladies, who heard the voice that barely came out, closed their eyes and opened their fans.

 

“I’m already looking forward to the next tea party!”

 

The sound of cheerful laughter brightened up the living room.

 

There was only one person who couldn’t force a smile.