Cursed Daughter Looking for a Mate
Chapter 6 Teaching the Prince

Although an apology could not calm Ian's heart, Julliane wanted to say it because of the mistakes of her people. No one knew of Julliane's actions. The nobles are busy with their own activities. The king and Edgar were worried about turning towards the waiting room worn by Ellaine, they wished the Second Princess of the Kingdom well.

Ian who arrived at the park came to a halt due to Julliane's scream.

"Ian, wait for Ian," cried Julliane running around as she lifted her dress.

Julliane gasped for breath. He looked up to realize Ian was frowning as if asking why he was acting so close-knit like this.

Should I call him Prince? It's over, how else.

"I'm sorry for the commotion at the party." Julliane felt guilty.

"No need to apologize, it's usually like this. Although the behavior of the Yuvinere Kingdom was outrageous. The deeds of the Prince of Lortamort Kingdom also do not reflect the attitude of the prince," Ian replied ketus.

"Don't be sad Ian. You have to be the spirit of life" Julliane said as she patted Ian on the shoulder.

Julliane's words of encouragement even annoyed her. Ian put away Julliane's hand. "It's none of your business."

Speech alone could not calm Ian's heart. Julliane pulls Ian to the concubine's palace.

"Where are we going?" ask Ian. Surprisingly his legs continued to follow Julliane. He did not shake the hand of the First Princess of Yuvinere Kingdom.

"Follow it, I'll get you excited" replied Julliane cheerfully.

Ian was curious about Julliane's drastically changed attitude. People who like to be alone in the room now interfere in the affairs of others. Maybe because of a lost curse.

They had arrived at the living room of the concubine's palace. Julliane asked Ian to sit down. "Wait a minute I'll be back."

Julliane vigorously took out her battle equipment. He soon returned to the living room. Ian looked at her in confusion.

Beauty tools are neatly arranged on the table. Julliane smiled broadly. "I'll teach you how to make yourself look good."

One of Ian's eyebrows shot up high while holding his chin. "Males should not wear makeup. Anyway how do I look good with this wound." Ian's finger pointed at his scar.

"You should try it. I'll decorate you, after that you can comment," said Julliane confidently.

Ian snorted in annoyance. In the end, he complied. Eyes closed. Touch by touch Ian felt.

'It feels weird, ' her inner self.

The touch stopped. "Done," said Julliane.

Ian opened his eyes. Julliane took the mirror and thrust it at Ian. In his heart Ian did not expect much, but as soon as he saw the results he was astonished.

His hand involuntarily touched the scar on his face that had disappeared. His face looks handsome again. The face that disappeared eleven years ago now appears.

"Hows it? You want to study with me? You can do it overnight" replied Julliane proudly.

Ian nodded quickly. Julliane removes Ian's makeup. Then, teach him slowly until Ian can. At first he thought he was going to spend a long time teaching Ian, it turned out to be wrong.

The prince's brain is great. Once I taught him he mastered it.

Ian smiled. His first smile today was impossible since eleven years ago. Pleasure filled his heart because it felt like he was reborn.

"Thank you, Julliane."

"I will visit you often, Julliane. If you need help, you can call me." Ian swallowed back his words inwardly a few minutes ago. He wants to return the favor of Julliane.

"Of course."

Ian smiled brightly kissing Julliane's hand. Julliane escorted Ian to the front of the palace. They wave each other's hands. Ian's carriage slowly disappeared from Julliane's sight. Pleasure filled Julliane's heart. Helping others with his golden hand became his dream long ago.

Julliane knocked on his head.

I forgot about Ellaine. At least I should be familiar with my sister in this world.

Julliane ran to her sister's place. The party still went on with no main star. He passed through the palace hall until he reached the resting room. Ellaine looks exhausted. Ophelia is still with her second daughter.

“How about debutante party, Julliane?”

“Still running smoothly, Mother. I'll accompany Ellaine. I can go back with Dad and Edgar.”

“No need I'll party. I'm getting better. It is not good that Brother Julliane left the party for me,” Ellaine said as she stood up.

His feet are still shaking. He wanted to look strong but it turned out to be very fragile.

“Rest first, Ellaine,” says Julliane worried.

Ellaine shook her head past her sister. He went back to the party hall with his mother. Julliane let out a long sigh following Ellaine.

It's a little different than in the novel. Ellaine looked even stronger despite being a coward. Maybe it's because of "it".

***

With the arrival of Ellaine and Julliane, the party went on to forget the arrival of uninvited guests. However, the party was only short-lived as the King did not want his daughters to feel exhausted. Julliane returned to her room to write down the name of the man she remembered in the Palace Flower Novel. The language used in his writing came from this world. He could tell without learning it first because of the knowledge from the owner of his body. It's just that Julliane's memories don't blend in with hers.

“How's your debutante party and Ellaine?” ask Letta who appeared suddenly.

“You,” answer Julliane briefly.

Letta flew close to the paper. Blue hair with bob cutout covered Julliane's view. Actually, Julliane wanted to hug Letta's petite body, she did not expect this one spirit to look adorable. But due to Letta's slightly grumpy nature Julliane undoes her intentions.

“What is this?” ask Letta.

“List of names of men who might be looking out for my true love. They may break the curse. In the novel Julliane also approaches them but to no avail, as they are more interested in her sister. This time I'll make sure they like me better.”

"Good, you've got preparations so I don't have to think. If you need help, call me. I don't know your name yet." Letta nodded. Then it flew beside Julliane's right ear, perched on her shoulder.

"My real name is Olivia, but just call me Julliane to let go" Julliane said.

"Well, as a differentiator I will call you Julliane, if the original owner of the body is to be called July." Letta melted with the air.

It makes almost no difference, but I will remember. He came and went as he pleased, but Julliane had a friend. From now on he is my friend too.

***

Julliane did her usual daily life, putting on makeup and eating with her family. This time he headed towards the palace gate. There's reason.

I can't wait to see the people approaching me.

Julliane's footsteps came to a halt as soon as she reached the front of the palace gate. A blue-haired spirit appeared perched on Julliane's shoulder. He looked up at the sea of people in front of him along with Julliane.