The Duke’s Substitute Bride is a Maid - Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Attending The Banquet

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Where’s Madam’s diamond necklace?”

“Go and get the dress first.”

“This hair accessory isn’t noble enough. Change it.”

In the room, a group of servants were bustling around Irene.

Today was the day that Celt and Croce were holding the peace negotiation banquet. For the sake of the peace negotiation that Ronald advocated, the royal families of the two countries decided to use this banquet to discuss the details of the peace negotiation.

Irene sat in front of the dressing table and was fiddled with by the maids. Ronald’s steady steps on the floor of the corridor formed a sharp contrast with the panic in the room.

Gerry took the diamond necklace that the maids found. She just barely put it on when it was untied by someone.

Ronald put the red velvet box on the dressing table. Seeing this, Gerry hurriedly waved the maids away and closed the door. Only Irene and Ronald were left in the room.

Ronald’s well-defined fingers picked up the ruby necklace in the box and put it around Irene’s smooth and slender neck. He carefully adjusted the length of the necklace and kissed the back of Irene’s neck, causing her to shiver.

Ronald looked at Irene in the mirror. “At least that old man has good taste. Rubies suit you more.”

Diamonds were dazzling. They would take away Irene’s delicate facial features and gentle temperament, while rubies were bright. They would only magnify her strengths.

When Irene and Ronald walked into the banquet hall hand-in-hand, there were already many people in the palace.

Although Irene had been married to Croce for quite some time, she never had the chance to get to know the royal family of Croce. Today was a good opportunity for nobles to get to know each other more.

Irene had a polite but distant smile on her face. She bowed in a dignified manner and received many compliments from the aristocratic wives.

“General Ronald, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” A man dressed like a prince walked up to the two of them. He wore a white prince’s robe, and his words and actions revealed the nobility of a person in a high position. However, he did not lose his cordiality.

“Prince Rhett, I have to thank you for mediating in Celt for this peace negotiation. It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

The man known as Rhett smiled warmly. “It’s nothing. Croce’s military army is powerful, and we’re happy to see him cooperate with Croce. Madam is very beautiful.”

After complimenting each other, they nodded and left.

The moment Irene saw Rhett, she squeezed Ronald’s arm tightly.

Looking in the direction Rhett left, she did not think that she would see him again in this life. She thought that their fate had dissipated when she was rescued by Marla and brought back to Xandia.

Ronald noticed Irene’s strange behavior. He took Irene’s hand and found that her hand was cold to the bone. “Why is it so cold? Are you cold? Wait for me here. I’ll go get a shawl.” With that, he left to find a shawl.

Irene stared blankly at Ronald’s hand that was still warm. She unconsciously walked to the sofa in the lounge area and sat down.

“It’s been a long time.” The man moved closer to Irene’s ear. “Irene.”

Hearing the man call her name, she came back to her senses and turned her head to look at the man in astonishment.

“Aren’t you the princess of Murcia? How did you suddenly become the wife of Croce’s general?”

Irene was the princess of Murcia, but she was a princess who couldn’t be presented to the public. Her mother was a dancer, and she was only the product of a one-night stand between Emperor Caesar and her mother.

Irene tried to calm her breathing and pursed her dry lips.

Rhett continued, “Ever since you disappeared, not only me, but Emperor Caesar has also been asking around for your whereabouts. You are clearly my fiancée, so why are you by Ronald’s side? He is a murderer, don’t you know that?”

Irene was seemingly provoked by his words, because she finally found her voice. She turned her head to look at Rhett, her pupils trembling. “Fiancée?”