When the Female Lead Went Off-Script, the Main Male Lead Became the Tyrant's Empress - Chapter 12.2
Haster, on the other hand, had forgotten the incident long ago.
When Arden mentioned the Great Temple, the indescribable sensation returned to his mind, and he had reflexively frowned. However, Arden interpreted it differently.
And now Haster truly became displeased for that reason.
If it was nothing, why couldn’t he simply let it go? Why was he suddenly making excuses?
“…I’m serious.”
“……I’ll believe you.”
Why did you take so long to answer……?
It left him feeling uneasy and unsettled, but Haster said he believed him, so Arden decided to let it go.
He should have simply teased Haster about how Clary had misunderstood his relationship with Countess Troanne.
It was still broad daylight, yet he already felt exhausted.
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It was late in the evening.
Normally, they would have eaten dinner, rested for a while, and gone to bed, but today was different.
The deeper the night became, the more lively the Great Palace grew.
A line of carriages longer than the wall surrounding the imperial palace entered through the arched gate emblazoned with the imperial family’s crest.
The day Clary came of age was also the day she formally inherited the position of Lord of Lurie.
And she would inherit it as the Duke of Lurie.
After Anaris was reinstated as an Imperial Princess, discussions arose regarding Clyde Lurie’s title.
No matter how morganatic the marriage had been, he was still the husband of an Imperial Princess, so they couldn’t leave him as a mere low-ranking noble.
After considerable debate, they decided not to bestow upon Clary the title of Count that had originally been intended for her. Instead, Baron Lurie would be posthumously elevated to Duke.
Thanks to that, Clary received the title of Duke rather than Baron.
Believing there could be no more suitable occasion, the Emperor decided to have his granddaughter make her debut in high society that day.
When they met in the County of Winfield, she had lacked even basic etiquette and knowledge, but she was quick to understand.
She quickly absorbed what she was taught and applied it.
The Emperor’s eyes overflowed with pride in his granddaughter as he announced that he would introduce Clary to high society.
Does anyone object to me showing off how wonderful my child is?
Arden and Haster accepted the Emperor’s decision without complaint.
There was no particular reason to oppose it, and if a high-ranking woman entered high society too late, people would begin to talk.
There were more than a few contemptible nobles who spread malicious rumors and gossiped in an attempt to crush the spirit of a young member of the imperial family.
Once the plans for the celebration were roughly settled, they needed to find a chaperone to assist Clary.
A young noble entering high society for the first time needed an adult woman to care for her.
She had to be a reputable noblewoman suited to Clary’s status, and someone who commanded high society.
“I will be the one to find Clary a chaperone.”
The Emperor and the councilors looked surprised when the unexpected person spoke.
Haster calmly waited for the Emperor to respond.
“Do you have someone in mind?”
“She is someone who will satisfy Your Majesty as well.”
At the answer given without the slightest hesitation, the Emperor nodded.
If the person was being brought forward by none other than the Grand Duke, she was bound to be trustworthy.
And Haster brought a noblewoman who fully met their expectations.
“It is an honor to meet you. I am Stelly Troanne.”
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Arden looked from Troanne to Clary as she danced the first dance with the Emperor, then from Clary to Haster, before turning his gaze back to Troanne.
Troanne was the owner of the most popular salon in the Empire.
She was also the most influential figure in high society.
The balls and banquets hosted by the Countess were extremely popular, and there were too many nobles struggling to have their names placed on her invitation list to count.
She knew her own reputation well, and she used it wisely.
Arden had never dreamed that Haster would possess the ability to bring a woman like Troanne in as Clary’s chaperone.
When Clary told him about it, he had assumed that Haster had visited Troanne simply to attend her salon.
But looking at the situation now, there were more than one or two strange details.
Troanne was one of only thirty people in the Empire who possessed the rank of great noble.
She wasn’t someone even a member of the imperial family could casually cross.
Yet Troanne, who valued personal connections, had granted a request from the Grand Duke, a man who rarely appeared in high society.
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