"Oh dear, Elena." Eloise only covered her mouth, though I could see a devilish smile hiding behind it.

Elena just gave a wry smile and said, "Oops..."

"Her dress, my goodness." Blanche gasped.

Meanwhile, Gianna just watched Elena with a worried look, not daring to speak. These royal women, older as they were, acted like children—especially Elena. But what could I do against those whose rank far exceeded mine?

I became the center of attention, feeling small as the whispers began, some even giggling at my condition. I desperately held back my tears, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of seeing me break.

Then I saw Elijah approaching. His...