IN ANOTHER WORLD I BECOME A HEALER WITH PURPLE HAIR - Chapter 222 - 222 [Bonus chapter] The curse tea party
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222 [Bonus chapter] The curse tea party
Let us go back a little bit, when the time of Anne separated from the four gentlemen when she engulfed herself with fear and mourned. That is the peak time for another girl, a girl that has everything on a silver platter since the day she was born, the girl named Heirim Spencer.
She was anxious and excited; this is her first tea party after her certification. Heirim decorates the mansion with lavish and extravagant decorations, the best gold-plated porcelains, and expensive crystals. She spares no expense for the party and her father just goes with whatever his precious daughter wants, as always.
“You, get into the garden now and pick some of the colorful roses. I want fresh flowers on every corner of this room.” She barked an order to one of the maids. Lavinia is the name of the maid, and also the maid that grew up together with her.
She looks at the young lady and nods her head. Heirim never talked to the servants with the exception of ordering anything from them. She never thought there was a purpose to being friendly to the people whom she consider as the lower class.
Another maid comes to her and tells her that a tailor has come with her dress. She shoves the maid away and welcomes her favorite seamstress to her room. The seamstress is one of the seek all of the nobility around the kingdom. Her service was expensive, but it never bothered Heirim in the slightest.
When the afternoon came, the guests finally arrived, carriages with all of her noble friends and also a new friend that she was so longing to see for a while now. Amelia arrives with her brand new and heavily decorated carriage, she looks nervous when she saw noble faces around.
“Amelia! Oh, there you are! It’s so nice to finally meet you in person.” Heirim approached her immediately. She locked her arm and pulled her to the tea room. “Come! We have so much to talk to.”
They settled in a small area next to the window. A maid came and serve them the tea and cakes, while Amelia looks around the room with adoration.
“I must say, you have a very beautiful mansion, lady Heirim.”
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Heirim smiled and hold her hand. “Oh, such a kind word. Call me Heirim, and my mansion could never be compared to your new villa on the lake.”
She blushed and sip her tea. “Oh, you read my letter.” n).𝗼𝓋(𝗲𝒍-𝑈𝓈𝚋)𝑐.𝗼-𝗆
“Of course, I am! I really want us to be best friends, and I always being sincere about it.” Although Heirim spoke the truth, even though it wasn’t pure, and it was involving a certain royalty with red hair and ruby red eyes.
“Oh, I wish we could be best friends, Heirim.” Said Amelia with a very wide smile on her face.
They have a conversation about mundane things, and when Heirim was bored, she called her best friends and introduced them to Amelia. Giving her more exposure that the merchant girl was clamoring for all along.
Amelia was excited, finally, she gained access to the blue blood of the kingdom. When she was receiving mail from Heirim Spencer, Amelia has open the door to an opportunity that she will never pass. The level of vain and ignorant that Heirim Spencer has on her was perfect in many ways, just like how she could control the other arrogant blue blood with her beauty.
“Where’s Javier right now?” Heirim asked her, trying not to be obvious about it.
Amelia put her tea cup and looked at Heirim, hearing her calling Javier without his title, trying to tell her how powerful her position is, “Oh, he got a duty on the winter palace with the crown prince right now.” Said Amelia to her, trying so hard to give her a smile.
Another noble come to her table, a young lady with a very excited expression. She was giggling at Heirim, “Oh my Gods! Heirim, you never told us that your brother was home?”
Heirim was as surprised as the lady was, she stand up and goes outside the room to see Henry walking to go upstairs. He took glanced at his sister but did not even say any words. Heirim pulled his arm and tried to question him.
“Hey, where are you going?” She asked him, although she was asking just for the sake of the audience who were looking at them from the tea room, Heirim know how popular her brother was, and she know he was romancing noble ladies here and out, but he never touched any of her friends. Now, she tried to set him up with the giggled, respected lady that was really into Henry.
Henry rolled his eyes and answered her in a very lazy tone, “Going to my bedroom. I was exhausted.”
“Why don’t you go to my tea party instead.” She tried so hard to look like a loving sibling. She really needs to get closer to the giggling noble lady because her father will become Heirim’s commander in a few months. The way to her heart is by setting her up with Henry.
Henry look so suspicious, and when he looks at the crowd in the tea room, he took a long sigh and whispered to his sister, “Look, whatever you’re trying to do right now, just stop! I was so sick of you scheming around.”
She still tried to look friendly at him, “But, brother, I was just…”
Henry, who had just lost the grip of reality, losing the woman he loved, grab into Heirim’s shoulder and hissed at her, “Just… Shut up!”
“Or what? you’re going to try to find that peasant girl again, brother? Well, I must say, good riddance that she was gone!” She challenged her brother, knowing full well about the tragedies that happened in Viora village.
He was so close to landing his hand on Heirim, but a bit of self-control that he still has prevented him to do so, instead he walks away and said his farewell to his sister, Horden already asked him to go on a journey, and he never knows when he will be back.
As he passes the hallway to his room, he met with a maid who looks at Heirim and her friends. Henry stops for a moment and initiates the conversation with the maid. “You do realize that she will never consider you as her friend anymore, Lavinia?”
Lavinia looks at Henry and smiled, “No, Henry, I can sense it, there’s a small trace of goodness inside of her.”
“I do hope so, Lavinia, and I bid you farewell. Take care of yourself, alright?” Said Henry to the maid.
He leaves her alone, where Lavinia the maid clasps her hand together, praying for the days when Heirim can finally change her way of life and look at her as the best friend, again.