Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 193

Chapter 193

Beili stood there expressionless, like an emotionless marionette, allowing the staff from the Tailor Shop to gently help her into her clothes.

A servant carefully brought over an oval mirror.

Madam Constance looked her up and down with eyes full of admiration, then smiled and said to her, “It looks wonderful. This dress suits you perfectly.”

Lifting her eyes, Madam Constance noticed the girl’s flat reaction. Thinking she didn’t like the dress, she couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong? Luoluo, do you not like this dress?”

At this moment, Beili was still immersed in her own tangled thoughts and didn’t react to Madam Constance’s words at all.

Seeing this, Madam Constance waved a hand in front of her and said in a deliberately dissatisfied tone, “Luoluo-”

Beili’s thoughts were finally pulled back as she slowly looked at the dress in the mirror.

It was a beautiful black feathered evening gown. The chest featured pleated black gauze adorned with many black diamonds cut into the shape of butterflies, shimmering with a luxurious glow.

Black velvet gloves that reached her upper arms were also decorated with butterfly-shaped black diamonds and black feathers around the cuffs.

From the waistline down, layers of black feathers were interspersed with thin chains of black diamonds that swayed lightly with every movement.

“It’s beautiful,” Beili said softly.

“It is very beautiful,” Madam Constance emphasized with a smile. “But why does Luoluo look a bit unhappy?”

As she spoke, Madam Constance gently pinched her cheek.

“Even though this is Prince Cyril’s Coming-of-Age Ceremony, won’t you be able to see your little lover once we get to the palace?”

Little lover.

Those hollow golden eyes, filled with a half-smile, immediately surfaced in her mind.

Beili quirked the corner of her mouth slightly, gave a soft “mm,” and said no more.

Madam Constance had a servant braid the girl’s hair, then unfurled a feather fan. As she fanned herself, she began to chat enthusiastically about gossip from other families.

In the past, while the girl hadn’t been very interested in such things, she would still offer a few responses.

Today, however, her reaction was exceptionally cold.

Madam Constance let out an “Oh,” her voice trailing off as she immediately sensed the wrong atmosphere.

But Madam Constance was a woman of experience. Fanning her feather fan rapidly, she immediately said, “Stop thinking about that lover of yours, Luoluo. If he makes you unhappy, just dump him and find another. There are plenty of people who like our Luoluo.”

Just as Madam Constance finished speaking and the servant had finished applying Beili’s makeup, a pink figure appeared at the door.

“Mother, Sister.”

She greeted the two people in the room, her voice very soft and gentle.

“Oh, Susanna, your dress is just as beautiful. No wonder you weren’t willing to go to the Tailor Shop in the Royal Capital with your mother and sister.”

A hint of amazement flashed in Madam Constance’s eyes as she spoke in praise.

Beili turned her head at the sound.

She saw that Susanna was wearing a white lace ballgown with an extremely large skirt today.

Near the hem, countless white and pink pearls were embedded. The arrangement of the pearls transitioned from flawless white to pale pink, and then to a distinct pink, creating a dreamlike gradient.

The girl’s pink hair was styled into beautiful braids adorned with a diamond headpiece. She looked like a sweet and lovely princess straight out of a fairy tale.

Hearing Madam Constance’s praise, a shy and happy smile appeared on Susanna’s face.

“Sister Bartholomew.”

She was in an exceptionally good mood today and took the initiative to offer a compliment. “Your dress is also very beautiful, Sister. It suits you well.”

Beili lifted her red eyes in slight surprise and said softly, “Susanna, your dress suits you very well, too.”

Ever since the photos from Rose Town were published by the Royal Post, Susanna had become much closer to her.

Oh, and of course, there was also the matter of Holy Island Academy no longer restricting enrollment quotas.
Ever since the horrific events at the Holy Island Competition’s Closing Event, many nations and Noble families had entertained the thought of giving up on sending their children to study at the Holy Island Academy.

The Holy Island Academy clearly felt this shift. Perhaps having received too many withdrawal letters, the Academy chose to simply lift all enrollment quotas.

Now, anyone with Noble blood could study at the Holy Island Academy.

Consequently, ever since these two pieces of news reached Susanna, Sister Bartholomew was no longer a stranger competing with her for resources.

Susanna even began to feel Sister Bartholomew’s kindness-though Sister Bartholomew had a very cold personality, she had never tried to drive her away just because she didn’t possess the bloodline of the Butterfly Family.

“There is one more thing.”

Susanna said, “Father sent me to ask if Mother and Sister are ready. Father said he has been waiting in the carriage for quite a while.”

“What an impatient man.”

Madam Constance fanned herself with her feather fan and said, “But we are almost ready.”

A Prince’s Coming-of-Age Ceremony was, of course, incredibly grand.

The Prince would first head to a specific location to take his oaths and offer prayers, expressing his determination and faith regarding the responsibilities he would shoulder in the future.

Subsequently, the Prince would be bestowed with weapons symbolizing strength and courage, signifying that the Prince had reached adulthood and possessed sufficient ability to defend the Santos Kingdom and the Royal Family.

Then came the coronation segment…

Of course, Beili didn’t need to be present to watch this series of solemn rituals.

As the eldest daughter of the Constance Family, she only needed to dress up in her finest attire, take the carriage to the Imperial Palace, and head straight for Prince Cyril’s Coming-of-Age Ceremony banquet.

There, she could simply enjoy the dancing, music, fine wine, and gourmet food.

During Prince Cyril’s Coming-of-Age Ceremony banquet, the Nobles could indulge in pleasure, reveling from day until night.

Oh, and of course, there was the gift-giving segment.

On the day of the Prince’s Coming-of-Age Ceremony, Nobles and subjects alike would present their carefully prepared gifts to the honorable Prince Cyril.

“Luoluo, what gift did you prepare for Prince Cyril?”

Madam Constance suddenly asked out of curiosity.

By the time Beili realized she hadn’t prepared a gift at all, she was already sitting in the carriage traveling from Butterfly Valley to the Imperial Palace.

“Uh? Of course… of course I prepared one.”

Beili answered solemnly.

“Luoluo-” Madam Constance repeated with a slight laugh, “Mama is asking, what gift did you prepare for Prince Cyril?”

No, not at all. She hadn’t prepared anything.

Giving gifts for birthdays…

She had never received a gift in her original world. Well… because she didn’t celebrate birthdays either.

Beili opened her mouth slightly, noticing that Susanna, sitting opposite her, was also peeking at her after hearing Madam Constance’s question.

With a slight flicker of her red eyes, Beili immediately shifted the topic to Susanna.

“Speaking of gifts… Susanna.”

She looked up at the girl across from her and forced a smile. “Dear sister, what about you? What gift did you prepare for Cyril?”

Susanna’s gaze immediately became evasive, and an uncontrollable blush crept onto her face.

She hummed and hawed for a long time, unable to say what gift she was going to give.

She simply couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud.

The Duke, sitting diagonally across from them, also looked over and reminded them:

“Although Prince Cyril is similar in age to you and also studies magic at the Holy Island Academy, you must not overlook the nobility of Prince Cyril’s status.”

“I hope you haven’t used cheap gifts to brush off the Prince,” the Duke said.

The blush on Susanna’s face vanished without a trace the moment the Duke finished speaking.

This was because the gift she had prepared for Prince Cyril was a cloak she had made with her own hands, intended as a way to thank him for the exquisite and magnificent bow he had given her on Hunting Day.

A handmade cloak was not an expensive item.

Thinking this, Susanna dared not mention the gift even more.