The ball was of course held in the house, but the guests had not yet arrived, so those who had arrived earlier were scattered all over the manor, talking to familiar people.
The gray-haired Her Majesty the Queen and several other elderly ladies sat together in the garden, surrounded by a round stone table under a grape arbor, like ordinary country women enjoying the cool air on a summer night.
"Oh, Jenkins is here~"
Her Majesty greeted Jenkins warmly and introduced several other elderly ladies to him. They are also great nobles in their own country, and there is even a rare duchess in their own country, who owns a real castle in the Great Plains area in the south of the kingdom.
Jenkins greeted them reservedly, and introduced his female companion Alexia. Queen Isabella didn't ask Alexia's origin, but laughed and teased that Jenkins's female partner was different every time he attended the ball.
She told Jenkins that Miss Windsor would be coming tonight, and asked Jenkins to dance with Miss Windsor later. This sentence was said in front of Alexia. If he didn't know Alexia's temper, Jenkins was really afraid that everyone in this manor would die on the spot.
After saying hello, they walked into the hall together with the short lady. The band had already started playing music. The song swayed hand in hand.
"May I invite you to a dance, pretty lady."
Seeing this, Jenkins turned around and said to Alexia with a slight bend. The short lady in a long skirt and a corset put her handkerchief on her mouth and smiled reservedly.
The chocolate was left by Jenkins on the sofa next to the hall. On the one hand, it is inconvenient to dance with the cat, and on the other hand, the chocolate can help occupy the seat, so that there is no need to worry about having nowhere to go when you come to rest for a while.
The displeased cat stood on the back of the sofa against the wall, watching Jenkins and Alexia walk into the dancing crowd with smiles, and then hugged each other's waists and stuck together—Alek Shia's size is not suitable for hugging her neck.
"Meow~"
The cat lay on the back of the sofa with an unhappy face, looked at Jenkins' clumsy movements, squinted his eyes and got an idea.
At the end of the song, Jenkins panted and thanked that he didn't step on Alexia. The short lady danced superbly. Jenkins remembered that she mentioned that she was also from a noble family, so dancing was considered a basic skill.
The band needs to take a break before playing the next dance song. The gentlemen and ladies are talking and walking aside to wait. Looking around, under the bright crystal chandelier, there are beautiful girls in skirts and men in various suits. In contrast, Jenkins Wearing this suit is a bit too stuffy.
"There is still some time, do you want to dance again in a while?"
Jenkins took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. Miss Windsor and Stuart should step on it, and there is no need to care about them now.
"Of course, that way you can avoid those nasty accosters."
The short lady said empathetically, and then walked to the sofa with Jenkins, wanting to take a rest first. But as soon as the two took a step, they heard someone talking behind them:
"Beautiful lady, may I ask you to dance?"
This sentence was said to Alexia, and Jenkins turned his head to look back, and found that it was a young man in a red dress with exaggerated white lace decoration on the chest, and he was wearing boots instead of leather shoes. He should probably be older than Jenkins, and he looks handsome, but the lipstick on his lips is a bit heavy, but this is still a handsome image in terms of the aesthetics of this era.
Alexia didn't speak, with the usual calm and quiet expression on her face. Jenkins pursed his lips, knowing that this is a public place, he should be more civilized:
"Ask again if you have the guts."
He thought it was right for him to do so. Alexia and he were still holding hands. If the other party didn't have a certain degree of eye disease, he must have come to ask this question on purpose.
"I'd like to invite this pretty lady to a dance."
Following Lang Shengsheng's words, the young man bowed slightly with his left hand on his chest, and extended his right hand to Alexia. At this moment, Jenkins finally remembered who was in front of him. This was what Miss Windsor had told him, the owner of the royal blood who was also qualified to inherit, and the line of succession was after 10, and his surname seemed to be Viktorm.
"Sorry, I don't want to dance with other people."
Alexia said.
"That's a real pity."
Young Viktorm said, then straightened up with a smile, and gave Jenkins a provocative look:
"Viscount William, this is our first meeting, do you need me to introduce myself?"
he asked with a smile, holding out his hand to Jenkins.
Jenkins quickly reached out to hold it, with the same smile on his face, and the corner of his mouth trembled violently. Alexia on the side heard the faint sound of bones breaking.
"I know you, Viscount Wicketham, great landowner in Yorkshire."
The other party inherited the family property and was a well-known rich man and nobleman in Yorkshire. When Jenkins spoke, he deliberately increased his volume to cover up the other party's groaning due to severe pain after a brief paralysis.
"You'd better see a doctor."
Letting go of his hand, Jenkins patted the opponent's back. Although the pat on the back this time was only ordinary force, Viscount Viktorm still gave a quick snap as if he had been taken aback. His face was ugly and his facial features twitched. Looking at Jenkins, he kept dodging to the side.
"I'm not from aristocratic background. I've been doing some rough work since I was a child, so my strength will inevitably increase."
Jenkins explained, rather calmly, but Alexia, who knew him well, knew he was really angry.
"We'll see."
Viscount Viscount Viktorm said softly, turned around and left, but just a few steps away, he slipped next to the lady in a black and white long gauze dress, because he was walking too fast just now, and after slipping, he even The ground slid forward for a long distance, and finally stopped in front of the group of young girls who had just entered the hall together.
The girls screamed and stepped back, covering their skirts. The sound attracted more people to watch, and the doorway became lively.
"You can't kill him, otherwise everyone will suspect you. The way you looked just now, you really look like a child who is afraid of being robbed of candy..."
Alexia reminded with a light smile.
"Child... No, I won't kill people. How could I do such a thing? And am I a stingy person?"
Jenkins asked.
"of course."
The short lady answered in the affirmative.