A Stepmother’s Marchen - Chapter 29
“Yes, I regret it a little bit. You know, I don’t have much experience or knowledge, so… Well, if that happens again in the future, can I ask for advice?”
“Of course, you’re still young, so it’s not easy for you to take care of the children. Consult us anytime.”
The reactions mixed with a sense of homogeneity and superiority poured out.
It was just what I was hoping for. Acting as a widow who doesn’t know the world and wants to learn anything while being humble at the same time.
How can they not feel superior when I, a person who is so young and standing in the same position as their husband, went to talk to them first without hesitation and ask for advice.
In the past when I was ignorant, I used to act like a cat with claws because I didn’t want to look weak .
I didn’t know that it wasn’t necessarily bad to look weak. Contrary to what I believed, it was a good way to make people on my side.
The mainstream that makes up the foremost in the social world are the ladies. No matter how fast the trend changes, it’s impossible to bring down the ladies who are more experienced.
What’s more, in the world’s long tradition, the most lethal and secret weapon is their exclusive property.
Somehow my purpose today to take advantage of the occasion was fulfilled.
“Oh, my God…”
“No, somebody stop them!”
It was then that the banquet hall, which had maintained a lively and gentle atmosphere, quickly became noisy.
To be exact, many beautifully dressed young ladies ran down from the stairs leading to the balcony on the second floor and screamed in dismay.
The mothers rose up in fright, the fathers exchanged embarrassed looks, and the children ran up the stairs with curious looks.
God, what else is going on this time?
I rushed up there to see if Jeremy might have started fighting with his future rival.
Finally we got to the balcony on the second floor.
Oh, my God!
The balcony decorated with new orchids and lanterns has turned messy.
Jeremy was certainly one of the four young men who were fighting.
What went against my expectations was that the opponent who fought against him wasn’t the young Nurembet. Rather than that, the two of them were fighting against the other two boys.
I don’t know how the two of them ended up together, but…!
It was usually Elias who got caught up in this kind of fight, but why is Jeremy doing this?
Jeremy wasn’t the type to use his fist first, no matter how hot-tempered he was.
“Hyung, stop doing that! Calm down!””
“Stop it, oppa! Mommy said don’t cause trouble”
The scene where Elias, like an angry foal, and the little twins struggling to stop their eldest son rather than helping him for some reason was a wonderful sight to see, but it wasn’t effective.
Jeremy and Nora were only fourteen years old, and their opponents seemed to be in their late teens. Considering the age difference, they shouldn’t be compared, but the young men were very fierce.
It goes without saying that all the guests who rushed up to the scene were the well-dressed family of the precious children.
The priest murmured something prayer-like and drew the sign.
As soon as I was about to intervene, Teobald, who came near me, grabbed my shoulder and took a step ahead.
The crown prince, who had no one above him in status, shouted in a loud, determined voice that cut off the fuss, “I order you to stop!”
Duke Nurembert, the grand duke of Steel, who was in charge of one of the two pillars of aristocratic society, asked his son with a dismissively stern face that I had never seen before, “For what reason did you cause such a commotion?”
With Teobald’s help, the disturbance subsided in a moment and the banquet continued. Apparently, my eldest son and Duke Nurembert’s son fought against Duke Heineich’s nephews.
After apologizing to Duke Heinrich, who bowed his head to apologize instead, my family and the Nurembert family gathered separately.