3rd POV

The next day, Ekaterina spent the entire day with her Etiquette Teacher, training in the etiquettes of the royal family.

Days flew by, and today was already the day before the royal visit.

The vast rose garden of the Duke of the Imperial Capitals residence is almost in full bloom. The air filled with the delicate fragrance of the colorful and brilliant roses.

In the midst of all this, the gardeners are busy making final adjustments. They replanted roses that were past their prime with roses from another rose garden behind the mansion (brought all the way from the main mansion in the Dukes domain which is cooler than the Imperial Capital in order to adjust the blooming time), did final pruning, pulled out weeds, and swept the ground. Theres a lot of work to be performed in order to get everything done today.

One of the busy gardeners was tending to a deep red rose planted in a huge flower pot on the balcony of the mansion. He arranged the direction of the large, heavy flowers and removed any discolored leaves. The whole rose was made to look good, creating a beauty that was different from the gardens flower arrangement.

My, this is lovely. Thank you for making it so beautiful. (Ekaterina)

Heeeh (Gardener)

The gardener turned around, thinking it was a maid, and his jaw dropped open.

She looked like a large blue rose.

She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Her glossy indigo hair tied up in a bun was luscious, and the nape of her neck was smooth and white. Her large eyes were blue with a hint of purple, while her long eyelashes must have been indigo as well. The plump lips with a smile drawn on them were very sexy. She wears gorgeous jewelry in her hair and on her ears. She is so slender that she looks as if she is about to break, but the richness of her features is so beautiful that it is hard to look away.

And the color of the dress she wearswhat kind of blue is that? Slightly bluer than indigo, like the blue of the deep, deep evening of the sky where the sun has just left, and the stars begin to shine. I wonder if its a blue made just for this woman. How well it suits her.

Oh, how he wished he could make a rose of this color bloom. The color of the blue rose that everyone has dreamt and fantasized about must be like this.

I hope I didnt startle you. Im sorry to bother you. (Ekaterina)

With that, the gardener came back to his senses and panicked.

Im sorry! Im sorry that someone like me has ruined your sight! (Gardener)

The previous Duchess of Yurinova is famous for her unreasonable and unreasonable behavior. Whenever the Grand Mistress goes out into the garden, all the gardeners have to hide somewhere, no matter how busy they are.

But the woman in front of me, who must be a noble lady no matter how you look at her, smiled.

Its me whos sorry, please continue. Please forgive me for taking up so much of your time. Have a good day. (Ekaterina)

With her back turned, the Lady of the Blue Rose left.

As if in a daydream, the gardener sighed.

Sorry to keep you waiting. (Ekaterina)

Pulling the hem of her dress, she walked down the stairs from the second floor. Alexei and Knight Commander Rozen, who were talking downstairs, looked up at her and stopped talking.

Ekaterina was relieved to notice the admiration in their eyes.