Vivian stayed in the room for a week, sleeping until she woke up naturally every day, waking up to eat and drink, then sit on the balcony to enjoy the scenery, and learn about the social etiquette of the royal capital.
The cook noticed that the princess's appetite had improved. She used to eat only one or two bites, but now her plate was empty. The wet nurse had to stand up and explain that she was accompanying the young lady to eat.
The day before the welcome party was getting closer, Vivian asked Anne to find a costume designer to dress herself up.
The northern dukes are relatively poor, but that's only for the three major dukes. After all, it is a century-old wealth, and there are several mines. Not to mention buying jewelry, you can also buy properties.
The scar on her wrist could not be removed. Fortunately, it was common for aristocratic women to wear gloves in this era, otherwise she would not have known how to cover it up.
Vivian picked up a piece of bread, then scooped two spoons of jam and spread it out. To be honest, she prefers rice as her staple food. In order not to make people suspicious, she can only comfort herself and do as the Romans do.
There was no fresh fruit on the aristocratic table because they felt that unprocessed fruit was unclean. However, the truth is that if they don’t eat fresh fruits, they lack vitamins and their teeth will rot quickly!
May is the time when plums, strawberries, and pineapples are ripe. Vivian insists on eating fresh fruits and cannot stop her.
"Miss, Ms. Reina is here." Annie came in to report.
Anne is Vivian's personal maid. She is dignified in appearance, calm in work, and has good aesthetic ability at a young age.
It turns out that the original plot only described her in one sentence, and that was: After Miss Vivian was murdered, the Duke fired all the maids who took care of her.
"It's an honor to meet you, sir. My name is Rena, and I am a designer in a clothing store." Rena bowed and saluted after entering the door.
She looks to be in her thirties, but she is the most popular fashion designer in the capital. I heard that her father was once a royal designer, and her two brothers were quite successful in design, but their reputation was far inferior to hers.
"Nice to meet you." Vivian nodded.
She always maintains a noble and cool look in front of outsiders. Even when she smiles, she covers it with a fan, so she looks very distant.
"My lord, these three dresses are the latest popular styles. Please take a look." Reina asked her assistant to lay out the dresses. Each style was in a gorgeous rococo style.
Silk and velvet are the mainstream fabrics, and the cuffs are decorated with lace. In addition, each dress is inlaid with many gems and is very expensive.
"I think this one suits you very well." Reina strongly recommended the blue dress because it matches the princess's eyes very well.
The fitting process is very troublesome. First put on a light petticoat, then tie on the tights, then fix the bucket-like bustle under the waist, and finally put on the exquisite skirt.
As soon as the lower part was put on, she was already so hot that she was sweating.
Next, you have to put on a triangular bra and a gorgeous corset with pleats that cover the entire back. The sleeves of the top reach to the elbows, and the cuffs are decorated with layers of lace. It’s very hot and suffocating!
The second set of green dress with exposed shoulders is very prominent, like a girl stepping out of an oil painting. Rena was very excited and wanted to let her try a few more sets, but Vivian decisively refused.
The shoes are all pointed-toed, and she chooses low heels to avoid being the one who suffers the consequences. As for jewelry, buy it according to the dress.
The dress was ready, and Vivian invited a teacher to teach her on the grounds that social etiquette was different between the north and the royal capital.
Of course, this is just an excuse to fool people. The truth is that she doesn't understand aristocratic etiquette. I wonder if she can learn it well in a week?
In a blink of an eye, the day of the welcome party arrived, and Laura woke Vivian up early. For nobles, dressing up is also an obligation, and the degree to which they fulfill their obligations determines how outsiders evaluate them.
Body lotions made of milk and almonds, balms made of flax oil and cow's foot fat, and lead powder used for rubbing the face were examples of people's efforts to whiten their skin.
When Laura took out the lead powder, Vivian wanted to run away. Lead can indeed make the skin white and tender, but it will cause skin diseases and cancer after three to five years!
This is an endless cycle. In the beginning, I used lead powder to whiten my skin. The more I used it, the worse my skin became. Whitening turned into covering up the rot.
"The young lady's skin is fair enough, so she really doesn't need such a thing." Laura did not insist. In her eyes, her young lady was the most beautiful.
Simple makeup is done, next is the hair.
The Bible says that a woman's hair is her greatest glory. Even rural women try to ensure that their hair is clean and tidy.
It is popular for nobles in the royal capital to wear veils and top hats, but Vivian prefers to braid her hair and decorate it with jewelry and ribbons.
"What is Victor busy with these days?"
"I heard that he met the prince of the Marquis of Royston."
"Go and bring him here, I have something to say."
"Yes, miss."
After Laura left, Vivian lowered her head and thought.
She dealt Victor a harsh blow last week, but that lunatic will not change because of this. He is definitely creating opportunities to kill himself and Eunice.
The scandal between Eunice and the crown prince was spreading hotly, and he couldn't take action, so he could only use the second prince to suppress the crown prince.
Living Royston is the heir to the Marquis House and the fiancé of Princess Elena. Victor met him simply because he wanted to get to know the second prince through him.
"Good morning, sister." Victor smiled happily when he saw Vivian, and anyone who saw him felt that they were very close.
"Good morning Victor, I don't like lead powder for whitening. I hope you can find a replacement as soon as possible." Vivian said distressedly.
"Sorry, I don't know much about beauty products."
"Perhaps you would like me to write to Father?"
"No, it's my honor to be able to share my worries with my sister."
Victor couldn't refuse, because once the Duke knew that he tried to kill his own sister, let alone being the heir, he might be kicked out of the house the next moment.
When Vivian came downstairs, she was greeted by Remino White. Remino was handsome and slender, and was said to have had ten lovers.
"Nice to meet you, Vivian." Remino's eyes lit up when he saw Vivian, and then he bent down and kissed the back of her hand.
"Brother Remino, hello." Vivian also greeted him with a smile.
My grandmother has two sons, three years apart in age. The eldest, Carol, is a royal knight, and the second, Remino, follows his father in business.
In the original plot: the male protagonist is the crown prince, and Remino is the infatuated second male lead. For the sake of the heroine, he refused political marriage and even betrayed his family, and finally became the hero's assistant officer, Dugu.
I have to say, the power of love is so great.
Now the White family and the Klein family are in the same boat. They neither support the crown prince nor the second prince. Everything they do is to protect the interests of the nobility.
When Remino learns that Victor imprisons the heroine, he becomes determined to destroy the Klein family. Under his persuasion, Carol also led the knights to defect to the crown prince.
Alas, if you want to keep the Klein family, you must restrain Victor. It seems that you must return to the north as soon as possible to avoid long nights.
The two got on the carriage, and Remino took the initiative to praise Vivian's beauty, and then introduced her to the members of the Marquis Palace.
The carriage drove for half an hour and finally arrived at Marquis White's Mansion. Passing through the beautiful garden, the still charming Mrs. White led her maid to wait outside the castle.
"Grandma, it's nice to meet you. I'm Vivian." Vivian bent down to salute, and Mrs. White smiled and kissed her cheek.
"I don't know how happy I am to receive your letter." Mrs. White took her hand cordially and walked into the castle.
Everyone passed through the approximately five-meter-high arch and looked up to see the golden hall. The furnishings in the hall are very luxurious, even better than those in the Winter Palace.
There are hundreds of glass windows around the hall, and the gray-white walls are lined with silver armor. All the attendants were busy quietly and orderly. No wonder people in the royal capital praised Mrs. White for being good at housekeeping.
Vivian and Mrs. White went upstairs to drink tea. The other party looked at her cheek as if she was caught in some kind of memory, and after a long time she said: "You look a lot like Miriam."
"Father said the same thing," Vivian said with a smile.
Miriam was her and Victor's mother, a woman who had been in poor health after giving birth to twins. He eventually died when they were nine, and the Duke remarried a year later.
After drinking tea, Mrs. White asked the maid to take her to her room to rest.
The sun was setting in the west and a gentle breeze was blowing through the treetops.
There were various carriages parked outside the castle. Eunice met her friend Lottie as soon as she got off the carriage, and the two happily walked together.
In the past, no one would invite the down-and-out Earl's daughter to such gatherings, but now she is the subject of the crown prince's scandal. Whether it is to give royal dignity or out of curiosity, nobles will always send her invitations.
"I heard that the princess was unwell and had to rest for ten days after her coming-of-age ceremony. I wonder if her condition has improved?" Lottie chirped. She was also the daughter of an earl, but her family was very wealthy.
"It would be great if the Marquise could hold her debut ball." Eunice said lightly.
The two entered the banquet hall, where many people were already inside.
There was a buzz of people drinking and drinking.
Suddenly Eunice saw Remino surrounded by ladies and couldn't help but smile. She remembered that when she wrote this character, she deliberately set up a cute contrast. I wonder if she can see it today?
Remino felt someone was staring at him, so he looked up and found a very beautiful woman.
"Remino, your glass of champagne hasn't been touched all night. To be honest, do you have a drinking problem?" Remino's friend said with a smile.
"How could it be? I've already changed three cups." Reminopi smiled.
"Then you will finish this cup, right?" A noble lady raised her eyebrows. She grew up with Remino, so she asked provocatively.
Remino had no choice but to drink a whole glass of champagne in full view of everyone. Surprisingly, his expression remained unchanged and he didn't look like someone who couldn't drink at all.
Remino ignored the other party, smiled and said hello before going to the garden downstairs to enjoy the breeze. A noble lady secretly followed her. Eunice was worried that something might happen, so she turned around and followed her.
