Uriel’s furrowed brows straightened, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.
Did everyone in the aristocratic society have to like him?
If that’s what Apollonia wanted, Uriel would do his best to reach beyond her expectations from now on.
Apollonia didn’t have time to say anything when Uriel said. “I will order all these clothes I’ve tried as well”
As she raised an eyebrow in amazement, he grinned.
“You mean, everything?” Madame Jensen asked in wonder.
“I believe in your taste and perspective, Madame Jensen. And——” Uriel said, drawing closer to Madame Jensen.”If you don’t mind, why don’t you come to the Star Palace on the day of the ball to help me and Her Highness?”
He laid a hand on his chest and gave her a polite bow.
Then, with a bright smile, he made eye contact with Madame Jensen for a few seconds.
At that moment, the wind blowing outside the window ruffled his silky hair.
The silver hair covering half of his deep eyes made him look even more mysterious.
Apollonia’s eyes widened but not as much as Madame Jensen’s.
“Are we talking about the same thing, milord?”
Madame Jensen, who had almost twenty years of experience as a fashion designer had always been treated by aristocrats like a hanger because of how thin she looked, was so nervous that her voice trembled as she stared into Uriel’s eyes.
Uriel smiled and nodded once again.
“We can’t ask anyone but you to do this, Madame Jensen.”
“If Her Highness permits, I would do it of course.” She replied in a daze.
Uriel made eye contact with her once more and politely nodded his head.
“It was a pleasure meeting you.”
Madame Jensen’s face was filled with joy.
She was fascinated by Uriel’s angelic face for a moment but what stimulated her the most was being recognized for the work she did.
Count Uriel was a polite aristocrat.
He inquired about the delivery of goods and paid a generous price before Apollonia could do it herself.
Then, he left Madame Jensen, who was still a bit enraptured and exited the salon.
“What did you just do? You’re so different than usual.”
Apollonia found it hard to believe what had just happened.
Uriel was polite but he always kept a straight face unless he was in Apollonia’s presence.
She never failed to make him smile.
“Madame Jensen is a busy and prideful individual. She doesn’t leave her salon to visit the palace to help a member of the royal family unless it’s a wedding.”
Unless she asked her to do it in Eileen Idena’s name, a sky-high star would have to summon the madame for her help during such social events.
It was a miracle that Uriel was able to coax her once.
“Isn’t this a good opportunity to get rid of my image as a commoner knight?”
Apollonia’s eyes went round when she witnessed Uriel smile at Madame Jensen, who was enamored by his good looks.
“It’s practice, Your Highness.”
Her eyes widened in surprise.
“What?”
“I’m practicing to be liked. Of course, my respect for Madame Jensen is not a joke. I want to satisfy you, Your Highness.”
Apollonia was absent-minded for a moment when she remembered what she had said a while ago.
“Is it because of what I said? You don’t have to do it right now.”
“I have a request,” Uriel said, making Apollonia blush for he looked exceptionally bright in the sun.
“Ask me anything,” Apollonia answered unknowingly.
“Please spend the whole day with me. Please go where I want to go, and do what you want to do with me.”
“The entire day?”
“Please.”
As Uriel spoke, he slowly took Apollonia’s right hand and kissed the back of it.
It wasn’t the first time he did it, but his careful reverence made Apollonia nervous for a moment.
“I need more practice to be liked.” Uriel looked up at Apollonia.
She could see that his eyes under the bright sunlight weren’t the usual dark blue but close to turquoise.
Uriel’s stares in the past weren’t this intense but now it felt strangely different.
The crinkles in his eyes when he smiled made them appear half-hooded and his low whispers sounded strangely seductive than usual.
Apollonia finally understood Madame Jensen’s countenance and behavior earlier.
Uriel seemed different from his younger self.
He would no longer blush every time someone complimented him about his good looks.
Aware of his reputation as the best swordsman on the continent, he also recognized his superior appearance with accuracy and knew how to use it according to his will.
“Then, let’s do it. I’ll help you practice.” Apollonia replied.
Half of her couldn’t refuse his request and the other half was interested in the experience.
The corners of Uriel’s red lips rose in a pretty arc.
Apollonia must have not noticed it just yet but Uriel had changed a lot in five years during their separation.
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