The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 72

Before I knew it, the day of the ball had arrived.

This time, it was for the general nobility—a stark contrast to the exclusive atmosphere of the upper nobility’s gatherings. The lively energy made the event feel more vibrant.

Since morning, Anna and the maids had polished me to perfection. When Fars came to escort me, he remarked, “Even a horse looks good in fine attire.” Naturally, I responded with a spinning kick.

Would it kill him to say something charming, like, “You look stunning” or “More beautiful than the stars in the sky”?

Today’s dress, like the others, was designed to be lighter and easier to move in—just in case something unexpected happened.

Father was also attending the ball. He wore an outfit similar to Fars’s, waiting for us in the entrance hall.

It felt as though the three of us were dressed as the perfect embodiment of the Efsee Marquisate.
“You look lovely, Marloa,” Father said, offering a rare smile.

We boarded the carriage with Otto seeing us off and headed to the royal palace.

Thanks to Fars’s victory in the tournament and his declaration of wanting a title when he became a Knight Commander, he had undoubtedly become a hot topic among the nobility. Many would surely try to establish connections with him tonight.
Bringing Fars to the ball was a way of signaling that the Efsee Marquisate was supporting him. He seemed well aware of the implications.

Still, the Crown Prince could be quite mischievous, dragging us to the ball under the guise of royal protection duties.

In reality, the royal family had plenty of knights and mages in disguise for security. We weren’t needed here. However, given that we had been excused from most balls and tea parties before, this was likely the royal family’s way of keeping up appearances.

That said, the number of incidents had decreased since last year, so our presence really wasn’t necessary anymore!

We entered the grand hall with masks of propriety firmly in place.

“Announcing the Efsee Marquisate—Lord Gairon, Lady Marloa, and Squire Fars!”

The herald’s voice rang out, and all eyes turned toward us.

Father walked ahead, with me on Fars’s arm. The weight of the stares made my heart race.

“Marloa, look at this. The young lords look like they can’t wait to approach you,” Fars whispered by my ear.

“Don’t be ridiculous. If anything, it’s you they’re eyeing. The ladies will probably flock to you later,” I whispered back.

We both chuckled, and the tension eased a little.
“Now, go greet His Majesty,” Father said.
We approached the king and queen to pay our respects.

“Your Majesty, Your Highness, thank you for inviting us to this evening’s ball. I’m deeply grateful that you considered my daughter’s debutante as well.”

“Marquis Efsee, enjoy tonight’s ball. Lady Marloa, Fars, congratulations on your debut. I look forward to seeing your continued accomplishments.”

“We are honored, Your Majesty.”

With our greetings concluded, we stepped aside. Behind us, a long line of guests waited to pay their respects.

The next item on the agenda was the first dance. Once the Crown Prince finished his dance, I turned to my father.

“Father, as this is my debutante, would you do me the honor of being my first partner?”

“…Thank you, Marloa. It means a lot that you’d dance with me.”

There was a slight redness in his eyes. Our family had been through so much over the years.
Father escorted me to the center of the hall, and we began to dance.

“You’re an excellent dancer, Marloa.”

“Thank you. Back in the village, Hubert would play music while Fars and I practiced. Lady Revine also gave us lessons, so I can manage most dances as long as they aren’t too complex.”
I smiled as I answered.

“Did you enjoy your time in the village? Are you unhappy now?”

“No, Father, I’m not unhappy. I have you, Otto, and everyone else around me. I’m not sure about Sarah, but Tera will undoubtedly grow into a fine successor. Would it be alright if Fars and I visited Tera sometime soon?”

“Of course, please check on Tera for me. Marloa, thank you for everything.”

“Father, no matter what happens, we are family.”
“…Indeed. Marloa, the song is almost over. You’ll dance with Fars next and then take up your duty guarding the Crown Prince, won’t you? Don’t overexert yourself.”

“What about you, Father?”

“I have many greetings to exchange. I’ll call for you when it’s time to leave.”

“Understood. Please watch my dance with Fars, Father.”

I ended the dance with Father, smiled at him, and made my way to Fars. He was surrounded by several young ladies, all vying for his attention.
Fars seemed to be quite popular.

As soon as our eyes met, he politely excused himself from the ladies and walked over to me.

“Would you honor me with a dance?”
“Of course. Father, I’ll be back shortly.”

We gracefully moved to the center of the hall.
“It’s been two years since we last danced, hasn’t it? Do you even remember how?” I teased.

“What are you talking about? If anything, I should be asking if you’ll keep up without stepping on my toes this time,” he quipped back.
We both chuckled.

“It’s a shame Hubert isn’t here to play for us, but let’s enjoy this, shall we?”

“Agreed.”

We began our dance, seamlessly incorporating basic steps with a few more advanced ones. Having danced together since childhood, our movements were perfectly in sync.

At the finale, Fars spun me in a series of turns before catching me in his arms just as the music ended.

The hall erupted in thunderous applause. It seemed our performance had caught the attention of the audience.

Smiling at each other, we made our way back toward Father, our steps light and carefree.

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