Return of the Female Knight
chapter-137

Elena, concerned that Mirabelle skipped breakfast to work on the wedding dress, placed various easy-to-eat foods on a silver plate and went straight to her room. No matter how important the wedding was, it was nowhere near as valuable as Mirabelle. Elena knocked on the door, but the sound of the sewing machine continued unabated. Elena called out in a loud voice.

“Mirabelle, come out for a second.”

Elena heard the sound of footsteps thumping, and after a moment the door opened, revealing Mirabelle’s smiling face.

“Oh, you’re here?”

“You don’t have to work so hard to the point you skip meals.”

“But it’s my sister’s wedding, and I want to do my best.”

Mirabelle’s generosity was extraordinary, but Elena didn’t want her sister to collapse from exhaustion. She held out the silver plate she had brought with her.

“Eat a little while you work.”

“Alright. Why don’t you come in and have a look?”

Elena nodded, and went inside the room with Mirabelle.

“Are you almost done?”

“Yes, I’m sorry that it’s so late. When the artist’s spirit burns so suddenly, it’s like your hands can’t stop, right?”

Mirabelle gave an apologetic smile, and Elena gave her own smile in return. She was grateful to be in Mirabelle’s care.

“I hope you will like it. It’s not complete yet, but have a look.”

Mirabelle led Elena by the hand towards a mannequin. When Elena’s gaze fell on the dress, her eyes widened and she stopped walking.

“Mirabelle, this is…”

She couldn’t bring herself to speak. Madame Mitchell had praised Mirabelle as a genius, but Elena didn’t realize it was to this extent. She couldn’t help but be in awe with the genius of her sister as soon as she saw the dress.

It was stunning. Gold patterns were delicately woven through the fabric. Anyone who wore it, Elena or not, would instantly become the most beautiful bride. Elena had a different sensation from when she first saw the dress in Madame Mitchell’s shop. She really did feel like she was looking at a work of art.

“…This is incredible. How did you come up with this?”

Elena stared at the dress admiringly, Mirabelle looked relieved.

“It was only an idea, and Madame Mitchell’s help and experience helped me a lot. It wouldn’t be complete without brother-in-law’s financial help either.”

“Brother-in-law? You mean Caril?”

When the Prince’s name unexpectedly came up, Elena turned to Mirabelle with wide eyes. Mirabelle began to explain slowly, looking like a child about to be scolded.

“I wanted to make the dress more extravagant than it already was, so the price of the materials was very high. Do you see how the skirt shines?”

“Yes.”

“Actually…that’s all diamonds.”

“What?”

Elena was surprised to hear the truth behind the wedding dress. She knew it was beautiful, but now she could not even imagine the cost. The price could not be measured, not when the dress was jeweled with precious diamonds. If any of them fell to the ground…

Elena touched her hand against her forehead.

“A diamond wedding dress…”

“I only imagined it and knew it would be difficult to make it into reality, but brother-in-law encouraged me to try it out after hearing my story…and so I got away with it.”

Elena knew the vastness of Carlisle’s wealth, and she knew that it would be difficult for Mirabelle to reject Carlisle’s offer. Elena just didn’t expect Carlisle to make such a large investment in herself when the marriage already came without a dowry.

‘This man…I really can’t stop him.’

It wasn’t just about the price. Carlisle seemed to deeply care about the wedding. She was touched by his dedication to it, whether she said it was necessary or not. She kept receiving gifts from him one by one, and now it seemed to overflow. Even a rock would eventually be split by drops of water, and she couldn’t help but feel appreciated by Carlisle.

“…Are you upset?”

Elena smiled resignedly.

“No, I have to thank him. I never thought I’d get to wear such a beautiful wedding dress.”

“Yes, it will be the wedding of the century forever!”

Elena didn’t want anything so grand, but when she looked at the wedding dress, she suddenly felt that those words would be on the lips of the nobles.

“I’ll remove the diamonds and give them back to him after the wedding, so don’t worry too much about it.”

“Yes, thank you.”

She was relieved by Mirabelle’s words. Although Carlisle was not the type to receive something back, Elena was determined to make him take it this time.

“I’m sorry that I got the diamonds from brother-in-law without your permission. He asked me to keep it a secret…and I want to make a beautiful wedding dress. I did it because I was selfish.”

Elena smiled at Mirabelle’s apology. Her sister’s selfishness was for Elena’s sake in the first place.

“I understand. You’ve worked so hard, little sister.”

“Yes, congratulations on your marriage.”

Elena opened her arms and tightly embraced Mirabelle, and the warmth of her sister melted away all the troubles in her heart.

Mirabelle then spoke up softly.

“I will make you the most beautiful bride in the world tomorrow.”

“Yes.”

The tension slowly faded away from Elena’s body.

And so, the day before the wedding passed by quickly.

Elena received skin treatment at the mansion, and dinner was a meal she could also easily digest. In the evening, Elena got into bed with Mirabelle. They talked to each other late into the night; Perhaps it was because they knew they could not easily do this again. Perhaps they knew much would change tomorrow.

It would be a new beginning.