The carriage door opened gently and Clarisse descended with an almost rehearsed elegance. Her light-coloured dress fluttered softly in the breeze, and her upright posture immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
『Who is that lady?』
『Wow… she's beautiful!』
『Watch your mouth, idiot. She's dressed like a noble.』
『Look at the emblem on the carriage! It's the Riesenhart family crest.』
Whispers spread quickly through the crowd, like a spark igniting a dry field. Some stopped to stare boldly, others whispered barely concealed, fascinated by his presence.
Just a few seconds later, I came down.
I didn't show it on my face, but I felt a slight tremor in my hands. Cold sweat ran down my back, sticking to my clothes. Even so, my steps were firm. Controlled. I mustn't give anything away.
