RBD 88

However, this wasn’t a good situation to question that.

Because the atmosphere had completely turned cold.

The main reason was the First Prince.

‘Seriously… it’s just a game. Why is he taking it so seriously?’

His bad mood was so obvious that even the other young ladies started watching him carefully.

Even the Empress Consort’s face had stiffened.

In the middle of that—

Only Rudrick spoke again casually.

“Shouldn’t we draw the next lot quickly?”

“….”

The Empress Consort glared at him without saying anything.

Then she irritably called another lady.

“Count Laurent’s daughter. Draw your lot.”

“Ah, yes.”

The young lady carefully picked a stick while watching her expression.

This time, it was red.

She quietly stepped back after taking it.

Then the others followed one by one.

Green and red came out alternately.

The more they drew—

The stiffer the Empress Consort and the First Prince’s faces became.…