Chapter 105
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Volume 3 + Chapter 105: The Start of The Dance
Xia Yi was still quite curious.
She wanted to figure out just what this strange younger sister of hers was planning to do to her.
So when the student council president brought it up, she immediately pressed for details.
The president cleared his throat. “Lia told me—”
“President, speaking ill of a girl behind her back isn’t very gentlemanly, you know.”
A familiar voice cut in.
It was Lia.
Somehow, she had already walked up beside the student council president, holding a glass of red wine.
“Lia, I was just telling Xia Yi about you. I wasn’t saying anything bad—everything was praise, right, Xia Yi?”
The president glanced at Lia, unfazed.
He was sharp—quick to adapt to the situation.
“Now that Lia’s here, I think you can discuss this with Xia Yi yourself. I won’t intrude any further. When the dance begins, I’ll be looking forward to your performances.”
With a smile and a meaningful glance, the president excused himself.
“What exactly do you tell the student council president about me?” Xia Yi couldn’t hold back her curiosity and just asked outright.
“Nothing too special. Just that I think Xia Yi is a very cute and unique girl.”
Even though it should’ve been a compliment, Xia Yi found it oddly unsettling.
Is it because she’s my little sister?
Praising her older brother for being a cute girl…
How is that supposed to make me happy?!
Besides, she was sure Lia wasn’t being truthful—this had to be an on-the-spot tease.
“Care for some wine?” Lia asked.
“Sure.”
Xia Yi agreed.
Lia called over one of her family’s servants and gave a few instructions. Soon, a glass of rich red wine was presented to Xia Yi on a silver tray.
Meanwhile, the orchestra in the venue began playing an elegant classical piece.
To the melody, Xia Yi raised her glass, clinked it lightly against Lia’s, and took a small sip.
Mmm… Alcohol really isn’t that great.
Not as good as soda…
But drinking was part of etiquette training, and as a dragon, Xia Yi had an excellent tolerance. This little bit of wine was nothing to her.
Lia, however, watched Xia Yi’s every move as she drank, her gaze unwavering—as if deep in thought.
“Xia Yi, your etiquette is truly impressive,” Lia remarked. “Your entrance made quite the impact. You overshadowed many, and even I feel a bit pressured in front of you.”
Heh. Of course!
I survived Vanessa’s hellish etiquette training—I’m practically the princess of princesses!
It’s practically engraved in my bones now!
“Thank you for the compliment, Lia.”
“I heard you’re from the Lawrence family, right? You used to live in the countryside and only recently moved to Bellen. To develop such refined manners in such a short time…” Lia mused. “You’ve even surpassed Norma, who grew up in the Lawrence household.”
“…Huh?”
Xia Yi felt a twinge of unease.
Wait, how does Lia know all this?
Hearsay?
Don’t panic. Just respond naturally.
Though nervous inside, she kept her composure.
“While it’s true I only returned to Bellen recently, my mother always trained me in etiquette. Ever since I was little, she reminded me that I was a member of the Lawrence family.”
“I see.” Lia’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Xia Yi really is gifted. You’re even more impressive than other noble young ladies—no, even princesses.”
Xia Yi sensed something beneath Lia’s words. It didn’t feel like pure praise.
“If Xia Yi has been trained in etiquette, what about dancing?”
“Of course I can dance.”
“Then I’ll look forward to the dance later.” Lia’s lips curled into a smile.
Huh?
Why did Carrot Fox ask me this, and now Lia’s asking too?
She couldn’t make sense of it.
First, they both rejected all dance invitations, then teased her for having no partner—and now they were asking if she could dance?
What’s with them?!
It can’t be… that they want to invite me to dance, right?
But no matter how hard she thought, Xia Yi couldn’t figure out what purpose that would serve.
“Then, see you later, Xia Yi.”
With that, Lia left to mingle elsewhere.
Watching her sister’s retreating figure, Xia Yi had a feeling something was about to happen.
—
The freshman social proceeded as scheduled.
There was no denying it—clothes make the man.
When Xia Yi first arrived at Lia’s estate in casual loungewear, everyone thought she was there as a joke. Nobody took her seriously.
But after changing into formal attire and displaying flawless etiquette, her image did a complete 180.
Several people even approached her afterward, trying to strike up conversations.
Xia Yi wasn’t particularly interested in these social interactions, but out of courtesy, she responded politely.
All the while, she hadn’t forgotten her original goal.
I came here to find the Witch.
But so far, there was no sign of her—only the faint sense that she hadn’t left yet.
“Where did that woman go…?” Xia Yi muttered.
Suddenly, the music in the venue shifted.
The soothing melodies gave way to a rhythmic, almost anticipatory tune.
The attendees’ expressions changed instantly.
The shift in music signaled the start of the main event—the dance.
This was the most important part of the freshman social.
A standout performance here could significantly elevate one’s social standing.
The young men and women quickly and seamlessly wrapped up their conversations, moving to their prearranged dance partners as they awaited the emcee’s announcement.
Of course, not everyone would participate. Those without invitations or who were just there to watch quietly stepped aside, clearing the floor for the dancers.
Xia Yi knew exactly what was coming—and she had no intention of joining.
“Well, this has nothing to do with me…”
After all, the only person who’d invited her was Albert, and she’d turned him down.
So she naturally retreated to the edge of the venue, ready to be a spectator.
What the little princess didn’t know, however, was that several pairs of eyes among the attendees had already locked onto her—waiting, scheming, eager to make their move.
