The Countess of Redfield looked startled.
"Natalie? Weren t you supposed to be watching the race with His Highness?"
"I said I was stepping away for a moment… to fix my makeup. But there s something I wanted to ask you both."
"Dear, dear. Stop worrying about that Ruby or Sapphire or whatever and look up."
With a heavy sigh, the count finally raised his head. His expression made it clear he must have lost quite a bit of money.
Then I suppose I should start with some good news.
"Prince Percival seems to be enjoying his time with me."
"Of course! What man wouldn t love the chance to have you all to himself? When do you plan to give him an answer?"
"I haven t even asked my question yet."
"…Oh? Right, go ahead."
"Mother, Father."
Natalie took a deep breath before speaking.
"If I were to pursue a path other than marriage, how much financial support could I expect from you?"
"…."