Chapter 6

Maribelle watched as the three of them took turns mocking her and acting out this clumsy play and just observed them. As if the play was now coming to an end, Lady Ceraphine who was laughing pretentiously with a fan covering her mouth turned to Maribelle with her thinly torn eyes.

“Then it would just be better to call her by her name.”

“Wouldn’t that be the right class for her?”

With the words Maribelle whispered that were the sweetest words Etherland would want to hear, she just as sweetly met his lips.