"These noble young ladies are truly shameless. They're being so brazen—wanting to invite someone to stay the night the very moment they meet. Don't their elders discipline them at all?"
With her arm linked through Nalant's, Isabella watched several noble young ladies who had just thrown themselves at him leave, unable to resist spitting out the remark.
But after speaking, she noticed Nalant staring at her rather strangely. Isabella's lovely face instantly flushed crimson.
"Nalant, I just think they're far too frivolous. I don't mean anything else!"
"Mm, I know."
Seeing Isabella like that, what else could Nalant say?
He could only smile and nod.
Only then did Isabella recover somewhat and quickly release Nalant's arm.
After letting go of Nalant, Isabella began to wonder about her earlier behavior.
"Why... why did I suddenly hate what those noble young ladies were doing so much? Things like this often happen at banquets, but I've never gotten angry before..."
"Maybe... maybe it's because Nalant and I are rather familiar with each other, and I don't want him to be deceived..."
In the end, Isabella found herself a suitable excuse to step down from the ledge.
As the banquet drew near its end, the noble host came to Nalant again with several painters.
Nalant immediately understood what was going on. Without needing the noble to say much, he directly followed him to the raised platform ahead.
These painters had been invited to paint portraits of Nalant and the host.
Nalant and the banquet's host sat in the center, while the other family members and nobles stood to either side or behind them.
The painters were quite skilled. In less than half an hour, they completed the portraits.
"Thank you, Baron Nalant!"
"You're welcome. Thank you for your hospitality this time. I'll be continuing