132: Cursed Artifact

“Such a boring party. Maybe I should’ve stayed at home,” Fredrich complained.

“I thought you were burdened with the endless paperwork at home and decided to come here. I told you that you didn’t have to come.”

“How could I possibly miss the swarm of women trying to catch Sebastian’s attention and his scathing rebuttal whenever someone says anything bad about you and your sister? No, this is far too entertaining.”

Natalia shook her head, her hands still moving nonstop to sow the pattern at the edge of the handkerchief. Fredrich observed her curiously, knowing she wasn’t the type to do this sort of thing. She was making it for Marvis, seeing as the letter M was sown in with blue thread.

“I heard he has a wall where he hands these in his room.”

“Have I really made that much?”

“I imagine this is what you use the endless stores of fabric gifted to you from the Merchant Association for. Well, it is quite cute.”

Natalia looked at him with disbelief. In two past lives, he couldn’t stand sitt