Chapter 22

My eyes barely blinked, the girl was really beautiful. She wore a dress that looked simple, but seemed luxurious. She's like a Victoria's Secret Angel.

"She's my type." I said slowly.

"Your type? What do you mean?" 

"That beautiful girl, she's my type. She's so beautiful!"

Emily looked back, curious about the beautiful figure that made me so fascinated. 

"Oh God, she is Her Highness Princess Minka De Velgmegeur. The sister of His Majesty King Zavier."

"Her name is Minka? Her name is very beautiful like her person! W-wait a minute, what did you say?"

"She is Princess Minka, King Zavier's younger sister!"

"That beautiful girl is that guy's younger sister?"

"Who do you call that guy?"

"Agh...who cares? How could she-" this time my eyes widened when several men in bodyguard uniforms lined up neatly as a man walked into the hall. Apart from that, everyone here immediately bowed their heads respectfully. 

"Ella, what are you doing? Lower your head when His Majesty the King comes!" Said mother who looked annoyed at me. 

"What? Why?"

"You want to kill your mother, don't you?" 

My eyes turned towards the man who walked proudly through the hall where everyone bowed respectfully to greet him. I, who felt bad because I was the only one standing, immediately took a lowered position. 

My eyes glanced at the man, he was the same man who came to our house a few days ago, the other Emily said that he was the king of this Kingdom. But in my eyes, these two were none other than Xavier, someone I had known in high school. 

What was even more surprising was that, behind Xavier, the figure who was the main perpetrator of the bullying I experienced in high school walked as bravely as Xavier. 

"Damn it, even in this world they get good roles, as kings and as dukes. Why am I even a woman in this world? Damn it, this isn't fair." Every time I imagine this injustice it upsets me. But my mood changed slightly when the girl's beautiful face appeared in my eyes.

"Ella, you can stand up now!" Emily said. 

"Huh? What?" I looked around, apparently everyone had returned to their original poses. Jannet and Marie giggled, they always laughed at my actions.

"Wine please, Miss?" A waiter offered me a glass of wine. But right now I want to drink beer more than wine.

"No beer?" I asked. 

"Sorry, no beer, Miss!"

"Okay, but I don't want a glass of wine. Can you give me a bottle?"

"One bottle? But, Miss-"

I immediately took the bottle of wine that was on the tray and walked to a safe place where I could get some fresh air while enjoying a bottle of wine that was not cold. 

I found an empty balcony and hurriedly took off the damn shoes that made my feet hurt so much. Then I opened the bottle cap and drank the wine alone.

"Agh...how fresh!"

"Sorry, am I bothering you?" 

Unknowingly, a woman was standing on the balcony after catching me gulping down a bottle of wine like a thug. But what surprised me even more was this woman who made my eyes barely blink. 

"Y-you-"

I stuttered, realizing how beautiful this woman was when seen from a very close distance. My naughty eyes immediately fell on her slightly visible cleavage, my perverted mind immediately tried to guess what size her breasts were.

"34C?" I muttered. 

"What?"

"I mean, your chest is a size 34C, right?" I said spontaneously. I don't know why such stupid words had to come out of my mouth.

This woman stared at me for a moment, maybe she was going to slap me for asking something unnecessary. 

"S-sorry, don't slap me! I didn't mean to-"

"You must be a size 34E, right?" She said while smiling sweetly. I was stunned, trying to digest what she had just said.

"I-I think so-"

"Ahahaha...turns out we're the same, huh? We often guess the size of other girls' chests!"

"Y-you too?"

"Yeah, sometimes I do. But my brother will scold me, because he says it's rude!"

"Your brother must be a useless man and also a single!"

"Hahaha...yes he's single, but I think he's quite useful." 

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Kenneth, you can call me Kenny!" I said while holding out my hand. I want to feel the softness of her hands. 

"Kenneth? I thought that was a boy's name?"

"Yeah, I am a- I mean, I actually like that name but-"

"But?"

"Okay, my name is Eleanor Marquitas, you can call me Ella!"

"Ella Marquitas? You are the daughter of Baron Joan Marquitas?"

"So the old man's name is Joan, right? You could say I'm his daughter."

"So, your name is Ella?" 

"You know me?"

"My brother told me about you."

"Why is your brother telling you about me? Is he-"

"She is Princess Minka De Velgmegeur, King Zavier's younger sister."

Suddenly the sentence that Emily said a moment ago appeared in my head. My heart suddenly beat very fast, I didn't expect that I had forgotten something important that I should have known when this woman appeared in front of me. 

"Oh damn!"

"What's wrong, Ella?"

"N-nothing, I just-"

"You look much prettier than I thought, I now understand why my brother is so interested in you."

"Beautiful? She said I was beautiful? She was kidding me?" I thought. I feel embarrassed being praised as a beautiful woman.

She stretched out her hand to return my handshake. I was stunned, her hands were really soft. Like the hands of an angel.

"I'm Minka, the younger sister of His Majesty King Zavier. Nice to meet you, Ella?"

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