My Lover Isn't Interested With The Female lead!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My Lover Isn’t Interested With The Female lead!

✽ CHAPTER 39✽

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“Congratulations on being selected for the Diamond. Lenard mentioned that you’ve been working very hard for that.”

 

“My brother said that? Wait, you’ve been in touch with my brother?”

 

Letticia, who neither cared about nor knew anything about Lenard’s social circle, was taken aback by the unexpected information.

 

Ezkhiel, seeing Letticia’s surprise, answered with a slightly embarrassed expression.

 

“Yes. We became friends somehow during the last academy year. Even after graduation, I visited the Count’s estate a few times. Oh, you wouldn’t know since you were in the dormitory then.”

 

“Why didn’t my brother tell me about this? It’s embarrassing for both of us.”

 

“Lenard must have forgotten because he’s so busy. Don’t blame him too much.”

 

As Letticia grumbled, Ezkhiel gently tried to console her.

 

If it had been Lenard, he would have said, ‘Did you expect me to sit you down and introduce you to all my friends one by one?’ But Ezkhiel’s genuine concern for his friend made Letticia decide not to pursue the truth.

 

“By the way, it seems like it’s about to start. Shouldn’t we hurry?”

 

“Oh, right. Mother!”

 

At Ezkhiel’s prompt, Letticia came to her senses. As he said, people were starting to gather on the dance floor. If they didn’t hurry, they would miss their turn.

 

Letticia and Ezkhiel quickly made their way to where Camilla was. When Camilla saw her daughter approaching with Ezkhiel, she gave him a friendly smile instead of calling out Letticia’s name.

 

“Sir Bright, I heard you’ve been busy, but you’ve managed to attend the ball.”

 

“It’s been a while, Countess. I happened to be able to attend. May I have the honor of dancing with your daughter?”

 

“If it’s you, you’re always welcome. Please take good care of Letticia.”

 

With her permission granted, Letticia and Ezkhiel quickly moved to the dance floor.

 

Despite their late start, they managed to secure the last available spot, and as soon as they finished their greetings, the music began.

 

The lively 3/4 time rhythm reminded Letticia of something she had forgotten in her efforts to avoid lord Milan.

 

‘Ah, it’s a waltz this time….’

 

Somehow, she was dancing her first waltz with her brother’s friend. But there was no time to be in a daze.

 

Letticia quickly stepped in time with the music, placing her left hand on Ezkhiel’s shoulder and holding his left hand with her right.

 

Ezkhiel, also cautiously placing his hand on Letticia’s waist and holding her right hand, whispered nervously.

 

“Um, Lady. I’m not very good at waltzing… I’m sorry if I make any mistakes.”

 

His preemptive apology seemed timid compared to her previous partners who had shown polite manners.

 

However, since her last partner had been a man who made inappropriate advances under the guise of politeness, Ezkhiel’s trembling hands were actually reassuring.

 

“It’s okay. I’ll try to lead as much as I can. Let’s get through this together.”

 

Letticia quickly regretted her bold words shortly after they began.

 

Ezkhiel hadn’t been humble; he truly wasn’t confident in his dancing.

 

He seemed to know the basic steps, but his movements were quite awkward.

 

Moreover, he was not accustomed to judging distances, often stepping too far during turns.

 

Fortunately, his sense of rhythm kept them from falling out of sync with the others.

 

“Sir Bright, straighten your back a bit more!”

 

“Ah, yes!”

 

“And take smaller steps during the next turn. Use the position of the people on the right as a reference.”

 

To cover for Ezkhiel, Letticia had to muster all her remaining energy and strength.

 

She quickly corrected his posture when it was off, specified where he should step, and supported him when he seemed about to lose balance.

 

With her previous partners, she could chat while dancing, but with Ezkhiel, simply getting through the dance was a challenge.

 

“Ah!”

 

Finally, they missed a beat, and their steps got tangled.

 

Letticia quickly tightened her grip on Ezkhiel’s shoulder and whispered in his ear.

 

“Lift my waist and turn halfway around!”

 

“Yes, alright!”

 

In a very brief moment, Ezkhiel mustered his strength to lift Letticia slightly by the waist, his arm trembling from the effort, and turned halfway around, safely setting her down.

 

It looked like they had intentionally executed a turn.

 

“Now, back to the initial steps. Don’t step too far.”

 

“Yes….”

 

Ezkhiel’s face showed a hint of embarrassment.

 

Is he embarrassed about needing his partner’s help in a waltz where he should be leading?

 

Saying that she hadn’t expected his dancing skills to be great anyway, as her goal was to avoid Milan, might hurt his pride even more.

 

Thinking this, Letticia deliberately put on a charming smile and expressed her gratitude.

 

“Thank you.”

 

“What?”

 

Ezkhiel, who had been tense, worried about making a misstep, and exhausted, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

 

Letticia narrowed her eyes slightly and looked straight at him, reacting to his unexpected response.

 

“Why are you so surprised? Did I say something I shouldn’t have?”

 

“No, not at all. It’s just that it’s been a very long time since I’ve heard those words… I guess I was a bit surprised, maybe even flustered. I’m sorry.”

 

What kind of life had he led to not hear the words ‘thank you’ in so long?

 

Though she was curious, it would be rude to ask someone she had only met twice, so Letticia decided to change the subject kindly.

 

“It was quite a troublesome situation earlier. The dance ended, but he insisted on dancing the next one with me.”

 

“I thought you seemed uncomfortable, but I didn’t realize he had asked you to dance twice in a row. That must have been really awkward.”

 

Ezkhiel’s face showed sympathy, but he did not delve deeper.

 

His appropriate level of kindness, simply helping someone in trouble, made Letticia feel rather good.

 

It was much better than people who offered excessive kindness to help a lady or those who would subtly make advances. Ezkhiel, though somewhat timid, was refreshingly straightforward.

 

“Thanks to you, Lord Bright, I managed to escape unscathed. I really appreciate it.”

 

“It wasn’t anything significant. I should apologize instead. It’s unfortunate that you had to dance your first waltz in a formal setting with me…”

 

Ezkhiel’s face darkened as he almost made another misstep. His already pale complexion looked even more forlorn with the added expression of regret, resembling a withering flower.

 

“You don’t have to apologize. As I said earlier, I’m grateful.”

 

“Yes, but considering you’ve been dancing non-stop since the minuet, it’s true that I made you more tired with my poor dancing.”

 

“How did you know I’ve been dancing continuously?”

 

At that moment, they turned, and their gazes broke away.

 

When their eyes met again, Ezkhiel’s eyes briefly glanced at Letticia’s exposed shoulder before quickly looking back at her face.

 

“I just guessed. There’s no way the Diamond of the season would be a *wallflower.”

 

“Well, to dance with everyone who wants to dance with me, I would need at least three bodies.”

 

Letticia’s joke made Ezkhiel laugh slightly, but his eyes soon filled with concern.

 

“There might not always be well-mannered gentlemen approaching you. Please be careful. Though the Countess will likely handle such situations well, there might be people who overstep their boundaries, like earlier.”

 

It was hard to tell if his concerned tone was due to his inherently kind personality or because she was his friend’s sister.

 

Either way, it wasn’t unpleasant, and it made her feel good.

 

“Well, if that happens, I’ll escape like today. Actually, dancing with someone as wonderful as you makes it worthwhile in the end.”

 

“Thank you for saying that.”

 

Ezkhiel blushed slightly. As a bit of color returned to his pale face, he looked much brighter, no longer resembling a wilted plant.

 

‘Wow, now that I look closely, he’s quite handsome. If he got some sleep, his face would brighten up.’

 

Though it was by chance that they ended up dancing together, Ezkhiel’s appearance was the most to her liking among the men Letticia had seen so far.

 

Having grown tired of keywords like dark-haired red-eyed tyrants, Letticia generally did not favor men with cold looks.

 

She preferred faces that seemed soft and kind, with a delicate and somewhat dreamy appearance.

 

It was difficult to explain, but she liked appearances where a warm and considerate personality seemed to show through.

 

‘Moreover, his personality seems kind and cautious… just perfect.’

 

Letticia wanted to lead in a relationship, deciding the dating courses herself, but unfortunately, in the Empire, it was still more common for men to take the lead. None of the men who asked her to dance tonight matched her ideal type.

 

‘I don’t need men who flirt with cheesy lines or those who are cold because they’re not interested in me.’

 

Dancing itself was more challenging, but Ezkhiel was the first person with whom spending time wasn’t uncomfortable.

 

Although she wanted to dance with him again, it would be too limiting to dance with the same person twice at her debut ball.

 

So instead of asking for another dance, Letticia decided to subtly find out how he viewed her.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*wallflower : a person who has no one to dance with or who feels shy, awkward, or excluded at a party.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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To Be Continued…

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