An anonymous package

[Finally, Catalina married King Tristan. I was present and became one witness in her magnificent wedding blessing. Catalina looks unhappy. She actually looked scared and sad.

Of course, she's scared! The nobles looked at Catalina with hatred! But it's not her fault he was born that beautiful.

After all, Catalina doesn't want to marry King Tristan.

We should… I…]

"What should they do?" muttered Selah exasperatedly to herself.

This is the reason that hinders the progress of reading Helena's diary. Coupled with Selah's busy daily schedule, she needs more time to read. For example, she has an agenda to attend a tea party like today.

Selah rarely holds tea parties or other parties unless there is an occasion or particular need. Duke Dulcia didn't like that his residence was filled with strangers, and Selah didn't bother throwing a party either. After all, Selah didn't need to boost her status by throwing a party since she was the duke's daughter and future heir to the Tullia Mines.

"Sorry to interrupt your time, My Lady. Now it's time to get ready," said Janette, who entered her room with the other maids.

Selah closed her mother's diary reluctantly. She was lazy to attend the tea party this time because Evanthe would be there. Selah had to sit with the woman who kissed Blair at the same table.

She is sure all the people in Balthasar have heard about her engagement with Blair. So why did Evanthe have the nerve to kiss Blair? Did she underestimate her?

"My Lady, please don't bite your lips," the maid asked timidly.

Since when did Blair have an affair with Evanthe? How have they been doing so far? How could Selah not realize it!?

I'm like the stupidest person ever, Selah thought angrily as she arrived at the tea party.

"Oh, Lady Selah. Welcome. Thank you for accepting my invitation," greeted the host.

Only a few were present at that time, only about four invitations. One of them is Evanthe.

If Aeneas was the most charming man in the Balthasar Kingdom, then Evanthe was the most beautiful woman. Her beauty could not be compared to Aeneas. Still, one would agree that there was no woman as beautiful as Evanthe anywhere.

Blond hair with eyes as clear as the sky, fair skin, a natural flushed face, and a small and slim body–anyone would love Evanthe. Not to mention that innocent nature makes everyone want to protect her.

"Disgusting," Selah muttered.

"Pardon? Did you say something?" asked someone sitting beside her.

Selah smiled. "Nothing," she said.

"By the way, now is the socialization season. Do you remember the ladies that debuted in the Palace yesterday?" The host opened the conversation.

"Oh yes. They all look stunning," said another. "I caught a few young ladies blatantly glancing at Crown Prince Blair."

"Of course. They secretly wanted to dance with him. Isn't that right, Lady Selah?"

"It could be," said Selah casually.

"But wasn't Crown Prince Blair very understanding that day?" Evanthe said in a sweet tone. "He immediately asked Lady Selah to dance as soon as the first dance music was played."

Selah glanced lazily at Evanthe. The woman across from her smiled innocently, even though she knew that Blair had disappeared as soon as she finished dancing with Selah.

And he disappeared to ask Evanthe to make out in the Palace's garden.

"Don't you think so, Lady Selah?" she asked. "You must be very lucky to have Crown Prince Blair as your fiance."

Selah snorted in disgust. "Are you saying that the ordinary me doesn't deserve a crown prince, Lady Evanthe?" she asked.

The table was silent for a moment. Evanthe herself was surprised to hear Selah's words just now.

"Because you are beautiful and there are many men willing to defend you, it seems very easy for you to talk about Crown Prince Blair and me," Selah continued sharply. "Lady Evanthe, I suggest you return to your etiquette lessons instead of getting all polished up and going to all the parties."

"T-that's right, Lady Evanthe. How could a lady talk about an engaged man before his fiancée?"

"Oh my, Lady Selah. Please forgive Princess Evanthe's insolence just now…"

"I-I didn't mean—"

Selah glared at Evanthe, who was trying to defend herself. She looked shrunken for a moment, simultaneously trying to hold back embarrassment and annoyance. It's her own fault she spoke carelessly.

I still have the status of Blair's fiancée, Selah said to herself. However, she must maintain her dignity.

But the sharp assault just now might take a toll on Selah's relationship with Blair. Selah has always been notorious and strict with women. Any remarks from her mouth at a party would have reached Blair's ears. Since it had something to do with Evanthe this time, Blair would call her immediately.

Let's see how Blair reacts, Selah thought as she sipped her tea quietly.

Meanwhile, across from her, Evanthe clenched her fists tightly. He was trying to contain his anger.

Evanthe did not accept being humiliated by a woman who could only rely on her family's wealth.

***

"Lady Selah."

The Seneca family's butler, Jeremiah, immediately welcomes Selah home.

"Is Duke Dulcia back yet?" she asked.

"Yes, My Lady. Duke Dulcia arrived a while ago. He looked exhausted and said that he would most likely eat in his room."

"Fine. Cook something easy to digest. Something rich and delicious. Remember to serve some herbal tea for the stomach. Make my dinner the same."

"I'll tell the cook," Jeremiah said. "Speaking of, Lady Selah..."

"Yes?"

"A package has arrived for you. An anonymous package sent by an ordinary courier."

"Unnamed package for me?"

Jeremiah immediately took Selah to her study. On the table, there is a relatively large box.

"We dare not open it without your permission. If you want, you can ask the family knight to open it."

Selah looked at the package box more carefully. She found a scratch with the initial A that looked like it was chipped at one end of the box.

Subconsciously, Selah smiled.

"It's okay, Jeremiah. I'll open it myself."

Jeremiah looked stunned to see the smile on Selah's face. "If that is your wish, My Lady. I'll excuse you then," he said later.

It was immediately clear who the sender of the package was: Aeneas. But what did he send?