Chapter 88: House Visit.
When Cynthia heard about how hurt Celia was from not getting invited to her private wedding… she couldn’t stop feeling remorseful.
The girl was just too cute, and doll-like, already engrained in the noblewoman’s very Soul. Cynthia planned on using her influence to become Celia’s godmother. Not like she’d ever have Carma, or the king assassinated, mind you.
Sehr: “Celia, it hasn’t been that long… yet you’ve grown even more beautiful.” She praised.
Celia: “I think so too. It must be because I’ve accepted my fate, that I’m glowing so much lately.” She replied with a forced smile.
Sehr: “Which?” She replied with a head tilt.
Celia: “My current fate.” She replied in a deadpan tone.
At the moment, Celia was fully dressed up like a wondrous doll. Which was strange, as in Cynthia’s letter, she blatantly mentioned giving Celia reparations for being too selfish earlier.
Sehr: “In time, you’ll get used to it, dear.” She said with a happy tone.
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Celia: “Used to it? Sehr, why won’t Cynthia dress you up? I swear, when I arrived, that woman almost instantly started dressing me up…” She asked with a sigh. “Partly my fault, as I brought no one along who could say no for me…” She thought with a grim realization.
Only now, ignoring the tiger in front of her, who was wearing normal, but luxurious attire, Celia was aware that she accidentally wandered into a dangerous lion’s den…
Sehr: “Cynthia tried, pleading for me to let her doll me up, day after day.” She replied with a wistful tone.
Celia: “Oh? Did you let her do it, eventually?” She replied with great curiosity.
Sehr: “I told her, “only once,” then we had sex all night. After that, Cynthia never brought it up to me again. Although, seeing your state… it isn’t a hobby that she gave up on entirely.” She blatantly answered.
Celia: “…”
A topic like this shouldn’t be spoken to one Celia’s age. But the adults in her life treat Celia as mature, not hiding things from the girl at all. Celia actually preferred such treatment. She was only silent… as Sehr managed to escape Gothic Lolita dress-up hell… by using her splendid body as leverage.
This left Celia to be the sole recipient of Cynthia’s unique hobby. Frankly, the rich noble woman hasn’t uttered even an inkling of sorry, while Celia was her toy for well over five hours now.
Celia: “As her wife, don’t you feel upset that she’d rather spend time dressing me up? She should spend time with you…” She asked, trying to be cheeky, sow discord out of spite.
Sehr: “If she isn’t working, then Cynthia is doing… ah, not to be vulgar, but the other Rever family members had to buy new estates, and then move out of their ancestral home. We just go for far too long and are too loud…” She admitted with a reddened face.
Celia: “( o_o)”

