'' FROM HERE TO THERE, EVERYTHING SHOULD BE SENT TO THE GRAND DUCHY BY TOMORROW,'' Vivian ordered excitedly. I am currently in the biggest boutique in the capital city with my overly excited sister. Women presented there were looking at us shocked. Well, I can feel them but does that even matter right now?
'' Tia, now let's go to a jewelry shop,'' Vivian held my hand. My eyes widen and held her back. '' Sister, don't you think we are going too fast? I mean,'' I chuckled nervously trying to make her understand that she needs to calm her overly excited self. Vivian blinked a few times and sighed. She pat my head and nodded, '' Our youngest one must be feeling tired. What about recharging ourselves?'' She winked at me. I smiled and nodded happily.
''LET'S GO TO SUFU.'' Saying that she started dragging me with her. I smiled looking at her. After all, nothing can beat food when it comes to taking a break.
'' Tia, are you nervous about the National Ball?'' Vivian asked me worriedly. I looked at her as she continued speaking. Her eyes looked sad at the mention of the National Ball. '' This will be your first time attending the National Ball and you will be greeting the Emperor and Empress with Dad. It will be also your first official appearance in the Eliet class,'' She looked at me worriedly, '' You don't feel uncomfortable right?''
I bite my lower lip as the image of my first National Ball from past life flashed in my head. Due to my arrogance, I refused to accept any help from any of them which later resulted in me getting insulted by the nobles at the ball. And it was this National Ball where I was enchanted by Atticus when he gave me a shoulder to cry in the garden. Unknowingly the corner of my eyes started getting watery. I felt Vivian wrapped around me. Vivian is considerably taller than so my head was on her chest when she hugged me.
'' You don't have to worry, Tia. I am here, Brother Waren, and Valmud is also by your side. And Dad won't anyone talk anything against you,'' She softly spoke those calming words in my ears. I nodded and said, '' I am not scared sister, trust me.''
Vivian broke the hug and smiled at me. Her eyes always shine brightly when she smiles. No wonder Atticus was crazy about her. Both of us walked to Sufu, the best restaurant in the capital also, the most powerful information guild in the next 5 years, and the main reason why I tagged along with Vivian without protesting.
'' Oh! I think I left my pouch in the dressing shop,'' Vivian stopped in the middle. '' Sister why don't you go and get that? I will be waiting inside?'' I suggested. She seemed to be uncomfortable with the thought of leaving me behind but I assured her that I will be just fine. She seemed to be convinced by me. I waved her bye and looked back at the shop in front of me.
'' Sorry sis for making you do the hard work. But I need to meet this damn owner before he sells his loyalty to Atticus,'' I smirked and entered. The place seemed less crowded than I expected it to be.
I walked toward the cash counter and a very young man greeted me with a warm smile, he was none other than the secret owner of this shop, the man who will finance Atticus's all doings in the future and also rule the aristocratic class with the support of his strongest information guild, Marquess Rowan Ersars's only son Sebastian Ersars.
'' How may I help you?'' Sebastian asked me. I snapped back from my thoughts and found it rather unbelievable seeing him talking to me nicely. In my past life, he was one of those who hated me to death yet felt pity on me for choosing Atticus.
'' I heard red ruby found in the Western Region of Holy Empire holds the power of purification but,'' I smiled innocently and continued, '' Isn't real Pigeon Blood Ruby found in the Southern Sea of Holy Empire?'' Sebastian's eyes widen upon hearing me. He looked behind me and around me. Sweat covered his forehead as he looked at me. He whispered and asked me, '' Who are you?''
'' The last straw for a drowning person like you,'' I smiled. The pen in his hand fell as he chuckled while shaking his head.
'' Indeed the last straw of hope for a drowning man,'' He mumbled to himself.