The Author And Her Protagonist

A man was standing in front of Cheryl’s door as soon as she opened it. The gentleman was immaculately dressed. Cheryl had no idea where this person was coming from, but her heart was racing if he’s in the same group as the maids who had arrived earlier that day.

Cheryl received a courteous grin from the man.

“Princess, good evening. I apologize for interrupting your rest.”

Cheryl could sense the man’s professionalism when he spoke. Cheryl had the impression that the person in front of her resembled a courteous secretary from a CEO romance novel.

“First and foremost, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Simon, and I work as the Crown Prince’s servant.”

Cheryl was intrigued when she heard the man mention Eugene.

Cheryl’s face softened and she nodded. “Hello, Simon. Can I assist you?”

Cheryl felt her words were like an answering machine bot after they were said. Cheryl, who was slightly embarrassed, smiled unnaturally to hide her embarrassment.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Simon is unconcerned. He pulled something from his coat pocket and handed it to Cheryl.

“This is an invitation to the banquet party tomorrow. I hope the Princess will be gracious enough to attend.”

Cheryl eagerly accepted the invitation. The square-shaped invitation appears to be made of paper at first glance, but it is hard, like a board. It also does not have the same weight as regular paper. Beautiful flower carvings can be found on all four sides. Her name is prominently displayed in the centre. Cheryl wondered if the gleaming yellow colour on her hand was truly made of gold. If so, she intends to keep it and sell it later.

Cheryl was so preoccupied with the gold board in her hand that she forgot Simon was still in front of her. Cheryl gave him a stiff look.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be there tomorrow,” so get out of here fast!

Cheryl didn’t say the last sentence, but Simon was kicked out just by looking at her.

“Then I bid you farewell. Princess, good night.”

Simon bowed slightly and then walked away.

Cheryl hurriedly closed the door after Simon left, then jumped onto her bed. She placed the golden invitation with care. She sat cross-legged on the bed and carefully examined the invitation.

Until she discovered that, while the invitation was gold-plated, the base material was hard paper. Everything appears to be pure gold at first glance, but it is actually just a thin layer of gold.

“Ah, it’s not real gold,” Cheryl lamented. The look of disappointment on her face was unmistakable.

She drew the invitation up to her face.

“But, despite its thinness, it is still gold. What if I ruined it? Hmm, not a bad idea, but also not a good one. Who would want to buy scrap gold from somewhere else? Simply let it go.”

Cheryl simply lost interest. She was getting ready for bed by lying on her side.

The girl was nodding off. However, a thought flashed through my mind.

“Wait a second, Eugene’s servant just arrived, right?” Cheryl mumbled.

She sat thinking, leaning against the headboard of the bed.

When she met Eugene that afternoon, she introduced herself as Cheryl rather than Claudia. So he should not have recognised her at the time. In the evening, his servant arrived to deliver the party invitations.

Okay, it’s possible that her identity is unknown from here. But what about the next day? Wouldn’t her lie be exposed if she showed up at the party and Eugene saw her? What is Eugene going to do? Is he going to punish her? Cheryl was frightened.

Cheryl was struck by Eugene’s friendly smile. Then she remembered Eugene’s character description from her novel. Eugene, she wrote, was friendly and kind.

“Hopefully that’s correct,” Cheryl told herself.

Cheryl then went back to sleep.

Another thought entered her mind as she was about to fall asleep.

This time, it’s about what to wear tomorrow.

Cheryl’s eyes glowed once more. She rolled out of bed and opened the closet. Her gaze scanned the contents. Claudia’s outfit was unremarkable. And they’re all outfits she used to wear every day.

Cheryl took the dresses one by one and arranged them on the bed. When compared to the real world, the dresses have a medieval-era style. Claudia appeared to have worn the three dresses only a few times. So Cheryl set aside all three and got rid of the rest. She weighed each of the three dresses.

“Claudia is actually quite attractive, but it’s a shame she’s dressed in such dull colours.”

One faded yellow dress was so faded that it looked yellow and white. The second dress is light grey, with the rest being brown. It’s not a particularly vibrant colour.

Cheryl thought as she propped up her chinup. She had learned to sew in her previous world and was quite skilled at it. That’s why she went back into Claudia’s closet and was relieved to find a needle and a large spool of thread.

Cheryl indicated the three garments in front of her. “I apologise, ladies. But I’ll have to re-sew you or I won’t be able to attend tomorrow’s party.”

So Cheryl sewed and cut all night.

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Edgar was sitting with his friend Xander El Nix on the same night. He drank cup after cup of wine. Xander, who had been watching him for a while, couldn’t help but be concerned.

“You’ve just arrived in the capital, my Lord, Marquess. Why are you acting depressed? Isn’t the king planning a banquet for you tomorrow?” Xander inquired.

Edgar set the empty cup down. “That’s why I don’t like it,” he replied.

Seeing Edgar’s glum expression, Xander knew.

“Oh, so the news is correct.”

Edgar narrowed his eyes and cast a sharp glance. “What’s the latest?”

“The king threw you a party because he wanted to make you his son-in-law.”

“How do you know that?”

Xander was unconcerned by Edgar’s stern expression. “How could people be unaware of the King’s intentions? Which ruler would not be afraid of having his or her power challenged? He must want to bind you around him to make control easier.”

Edgar snorted with disapproval. He didn’t, however, argue. Instead, he diverted the subject.

“Where has Elena gone?”

Xander was taken aback for a moment by how quickly this topic shifted. He took a look around. It was true that there were only the two of them in the private room.

“That’s correct. I instructed her to arrive early. She may be late, but she is usually the quickest when it comes to meeting you “Xander muttered.

The door opened as soon as Xander’s words were spoken. A lovely lady stepped in with grace.

With the right makeup, the woman is stunning. Her flawless form exuded a seductive aura. Her red dress stands out against her white skin. The dress’s neckline was too low, allowing her large chest to protrude.

“I had no idea My Lord was anticipating the arrival of this lowly Elena.” Her voice is that of a mature woman, with a hint of sexiness. Anyone who hears it will be astounded.

Elena took a seat next to Edgar. The young lady grabbed Edgar’s arm. Edgar was unconcerned. Instead, he smiled and extended his hand, holding Elena in his arms.