If it were normal, Agnes would have stared back unceremoniously when she encountered Agron's frivolous and scorching gaze. However, now she knew that she was "under the roof" and could only endure it; moreover, this time
The way she was dressed at that time also made her feel a little guilty.
So she could only choose to pretend not to see it.
Fortunately, Aigron was not in the public eye and kept staring at Agnes, so he just blinked as a greeting and then withdrew his attention.
After nightfall, the surroundings suddenly sank into boundless darkness, making the bonfires even brighter. At this time, he was in the center of these bonfires, and all the people participating in this small dance would also follow him.
The mind dances.
It doesn't have the grandeur of the palace, but it does have a bit of countryside charm, which at least Aiglon finds a bit fresh.
Theresa, who was standing next to him, seemed to be very interested as well. She looked at Agron and then urged him.
"Your Highness, shall we begin? Everyone has been waiting for a long time."
"Well, let's get started." Aigron nodded.
Then, he made a gesture.
The people playing the organ and flute next to them suddenly played harder and the style of the music became more cheerful.
Aigron looked at Teresa next to him, and then stretched out his hand to her - as the owners of this place, they should naturally make the beginning.
Theresa took Agron's hand, and then the two of them walked to the center of the open space together.
After the couple held hands, the men walked up to the ladies one after another to show their courtesy and seek opportunities to become partners.
Edgar and Alice are a couple, and like the Agrons, they will naturally become partners for the first song, and then change dance partners, so no one will disturb Alice at this time.
But what surprised Alice was that no one came to invite Agnes to dance with Agnes, who was standing alone next to her and apparently lacked a dance partner.
What do you mean, my sister is so beautiful, are you blind? You didn't come to ask her to dance? Alice was surprised and couldn't help but feel very angry for her sister - after all, her sister's dress today was made by herself.
It is a masterpiece, and she does not want to be denied by others.
Are they still afraid of Agnes's reputation? So much so that they dare not take any action?
Alice is caught in doubt.
"Alice, what are you doing in a daze?" Seeing that his wife was still in a daze, Edgar urged her, "Let's enter quickly. While the two majesties are free, let's go and cheer them up."
This was Alice's plan originally, but now she is still a little worried about her sister.
"Edgar, what's going on? Why hasn't anyone come here to invite Agnes? Are all the men blind?"
Edgar knew this very well, but he couldn't explain it directly to his wife, so he just smiled mysteriously, "I can guarantee, Alice, they are definitely not blind. Even I am amazed at Agnes today. They are as beautiful as
How could a normal man not be enamored by it? It's just... I'm afraid they don't dare to overstep it. After all, His Majesty said that he would dance with Agnes, and they have to wait until His Majesty and Agnes finish dancing before making any move."
Although this explanation was a bit reluctant, it was somewhat reasonable, but Alice was still a little hesitant.
"Doesn't that mean that during the first dance, Agnes can only watch from the side? This is so unreasonable. Is there anyone here who can compare to my sister? Even the maids were invited but were ignored.
Got her..."
Some people may think that Alice is making a fuss, but for the ladies of this era, the dance floor is no different than a battlefield. Women also have their honor. In addition, tonight is Agnes's shining debut, so
Alice also attaches great importance to this, but she did not expect that the opening result would be like this.
"That's all it seems -" Edgar shrugged. "But I don't think this will detract from Agnes's charm. Everyone can see it."
Alice glanced at Agnes worriedly, fearing that she would be unhappy.
"It's okay, sister!" Agnes smiled and shook her head, saying that she didn't mind, "I'm glad it's less trouble! You and Edgar go over quickly, don't worry about me, I'll be watching from the side.
Your dancing skills are enough."
Now that her sister said so, Alice had no choice but to accept it, and since time was tight, she couldn't keep delaying it like this.
"Okay, then please wait for us here, we will be back soon." She told her sister, then she took her husband's hand and walked together to the Aiglon couple.
Because Aigron had spoken first, they did not salute respectfully, but just greeted each other with smiles on their faces.
Then, amid the melodious country tunes, men and women paired up one after another and danced in the open space.
Because it is a country dance, everyone dances the brisk Mazurka. Both the Agrons and the Edgars are veterans who have received strict etiquette training. They are naturally familiar with this kind of dance. In addition,
They are a couple, and they have danced with each other countless times, so they are like butterflies wearing flowers, and they work together seamlessly.
Agnes stood there, relying on the bright light of the bonfire, looking at the people on the open dance floor and admiring their dancing, but in her heart, she felt a little unspeakably depressed.
It wasn't because no one invited her to dance that she was losing face. Alice didn't know it, but Agnes guessed the reason - the young man had said shamelessly in front of her that only she was allowed to dance with him, and no one else was allowed to dance.
Nope either.
It is conceivable that he must have secretly given an order not to allow others to approach him - with such pressure, who would dare to come and invite him?
Doesn’t this treat you like an object? Others can’t even touch it?
When she thought of this, Agnes became a little angry.
Of course, there was another more important reason for her anger, but she didn't realize it and was even more unwilling to admit it - that was when she saw the couple dancing as if no one was around, but she could only stand aside and watch. She once again felt deeply
Cold reality.
After all, he is still someone else's husband.
After watching for a while, Agnes felt more and more sour in her heart. She didn't want to watch anymore. All the joy and bustle seemed to have nothing to do with her, and the smiles on everyone's faces couldn't affect her. So she walked to the table and took the
He picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine.
At this time, Aigron, of course, did not notice the girl's complicated and sour mood. He was immersed in dancing with Teresa.
The two of them met at a court ball in Vienna. They danced gracefully that night, and then the Emperor made it clear that he wanted to match them up; and after they got married, they had obviously more opportunities to dance together, so
They have become extremely skilled in cooperating with each other, and almost every movement reveals an elegant beauty.
Unknowingly, the music slowly stopped, and the first dance was over. Aigron stopped dancing with unfinished content, and then took Teresa to the side to have a drink and rest.
The second dance will be in a while, and then he will invite Agnes to dance with him.
"Your Highness, will you ask to invite Miss Agnes next?" Theresa asked suddenly.
"Yes." Although he was a little surprised, Aigron nodded and confirmed.
After all, there is nothing to feel guilty about. It is Aiglon's right to invite anyone to dance with him at the ball. Even Teresa can't raise any objections - whether she has any objections in her heart is another matter.
"She was all dressed up today, which shows that she takes this honor very seriously." As expected, Teresa didn't object, but just pointed out something.
"Yes, she was dressed... very beautifully today, a little different from her usual style." Aigron replied with a smile, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "I can see that she worked hard for this, but...
Still not as good as you."
"My dear, I really hope you are telling the truth!" Teresa smiled, as if she was a little sarcastic, "I feel that I am indeed no worse than Miss Agnes tonight, but Your Majesty refuses to pay more attention.
It’s divided.”
...Aigron looked embarrassed. He wanted to explain, but Teresa raised her hand to stop him.
"Okay, Your Highness, we have been married for so long, can't I tell whether you are speaking from the heart or not? Don't fool me with those perfunctory words, otherwise I will be annoyed by you even if I am not angry.
I was so excited." Teresa kept her smile and said to her husband gently, "Actually, what's the point of dancing? You can go as long as you like, with whomever you want. This is your freedom. I can't.
It's not fun for you - besides, Miss Agnes deserves respect tonight. If we are really ignored all night, then we have committed a big crime, so you'd better go and lend a helping hand to poor her.
, let her enjoy the fun tonight as much as we do."
Of course Aigron could hear that Theresa was sarcastic about him - apparently Theresa also saw that Agnes was not invited because Aiglon was causing trouble.
It would be strange if not.
He knew even more that although Theresa said she was not angry, she was actually a little angry.
But she won't make a noise, let alone in front of everyone, because she is a princess and she can't imagine losing her modesty. She will never become a shrew.
Agron looked at Theresa, and Theresa looked at her husband with a smile, still as calm as before.
She looked back at the musicians playing next to her, and then urged her husband.
"Okay, go ahead. The second dance will start soon. Don't keep people waiting."
"Yes, I understand." Aigron nodded, "Teresa, who are you going to dance with?"
"I'm a little tired. Let's take a break from this dance first." Teresa replied, "I'll be here first to enjoy the performance of you and Miss Agnes. To be honest, I'm a little curious. I've never seen it before.
She dances."
Suddenly she changed the subject again, "But before that... shouldn't we say goodbye first?"
After speaking, she raised her face.
Of course Aiglon understood, and he had no position to refuse, so he lowered his head and kissed his wife.
At this time, people were gathering in the venue, exchanging their dance partners, and getting ready to start the next dance. Naturally, Aigron and Teresa were also the center of attention. When they kissed, the crowd burst into cheers.
I cheered for the closeness between the two majesties.
After kissing his wife, Agron left his seat, then walked along the edge of the open space and walked in front of Agnes.
Aigron just now was already amazed by Agnes today. Now that the distance between the two of them is even closer, the shock in Aigron's heart becomes even stronger.
Alice's careful dressing up allowed Agnes to shed her identity as a swordsman in just one night and return to her original identity - a princess from Paris.
Her beauty and temperament all deserve this glorious title.
Perhaps because she had drunk a little wine just now, her face had a subtle blush, which made her look even more delicate and charming against the firelight.
"Miss Agnes, good evening." After admiring it for a moment, Agron nodded to the other party. "You are so beautiful tonight, and I feel extremely honored to be able to enjoy such a beautiful scenery."
However, Agnes seemed to be in a bad mood and just looked away from Agron. "Good evening, sir."
"You seem to be in a bad mood?" Aigron asked.
"You're surprised that I'm in a bad mood?" Agnes sneered. "After you asked everyone to leave me alone, you're surprised that I'm in a bad mood?"
"Sorry, Agnes -" Agron sighed, "I'm just a little rude, but I really can't bear to see you dancing with other people..."
"So why do you do it!? You are messing around with others but you still have to restrain others!" Agnes sneered.
"Why? I can do it." Aigron shrugged, "I can make them all obey my orders, then I can naturally do what I want."
I can even make you do what I want.
"You were originally an admirable person, but this kind of arrogance destroyed your original image." Agnes replied angrily, "You seem to think that I should just obey your orders and get whatever you want?
If you think so, you are wrong! I can find other people to dance with, and it doesn’t have to be you. Even if it’s not here, it can be somewhere else..."
"If you don't want others to suffer, it's best not to do this!" Aiglon frowned, "Agnes... I like your proud look very much. That's why I am willing to tolerate your treatment of me.
No disrespect at all, but... there are some things that I cannot tolerate. If you do it, I really don’t know what I will do, so I beg you, please don’t make it difficult for each of us, okay?"
...Why, you are obviously the one being arrogant, why do you make it seem like I am still at fault?
Agnes suddenly felt angry again.
At this moment, a melodious violin sound came to her ears.
She looked up and found that Alice was picking up the violin that Aigron had given him, and then took the initiative to play it on the sidelines.
On the one hand, she wanted to entertain everyone, but on the other hand, she also used this to avoid possible invitations to dance.
——This was not because she was tired, but mainly because she saw His Majesty taking the initiative to invite her sister, and she didn't want to steal her sister's limelight.
Ah, sister...the sound of the piano brought Agnes back to her senses, and she remembered what was going on now.
You can't do anything arbitrarily. No matter what, you should do what you promised.
So, she just glared at the young man fiercely, and then sighed. "Hurry up, Mr. Bastard!"