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Translator: Nonon
Proofreader: Silavin
POV: Violet
The attempted murder of the second prince Carmine. His Highness definitely said so.
It sounds like nothing but a lie, but I can’t think of a reason why His Highness would lie in this situation. Or it’s possible that he’s trying to spread rumors about Lord Clo to put me in a difficult situation, but I can’t imagine His Highness doing something like that.
What I do know is that they had never met and talked prior to today and perhaps His Highness is only observing Lord Clo because he had heard his name before.
“One correction. I merely participated in a duel. I don’t mind either way, but that’s how it’s considered.”
“… I see. So you don’t care either way, but you won’t deny that it was your goal. You seem different from what I’ve heard.”
I don’t know what His Highness thought when he saw Lord Clo’s attitude.
Was it understanding? A new realization? Or perhaps appreciation?
“I’m sorry, but let’s not talk any further. I’m afraid we don’t have much time.”
“… You’re right. I can’t make people wait any longer.”
Lord Clo remained calm and respectful towards His Highness, and without further denying or confirming His Highness’ words, told him that the time for the play was approaching.
… Does the fact that he’s not denying it mean that Lord Clo really tried to kill Prince Carmine…? No, that’s impossible. It’s true that he’s the same age as Prince Carmine and attended Azalea academy the same time as him, but an attempted murder of royalty would turn into a big scandal. No matter how lenient they were, there would be no escape capital punishment. Also, what did he mean by a duel…
“Violet.”
My thoughts were interrupted by His Highness’ words.
I could sense his rejection of me from his words that were still filled with the same contempt for me.
“I’ll decide how to deal with you later. I have other things to prioritize right now.”
… Deal with me, huh?
Looks like I’m being treated like a calamity. I don’t particularly care about what he thinks of me, but it’s a little sad to be treated like an object. It makes me feel sorry towards Lord Clo and the others.
“You guys might be watching the play, but don’t get in the way — Don’t you act the way you used to just because you hate Mary.”
“Yes, I will keep it in mind. I look forward to your performance, Your Highness.”
When I switched my attitude and said with a smile, His Highness turned on his heels with a bored look on his face and headed in the direction of the theater. He seemed to have seen through the fake smile I’d learned to put on during my past education. Not like I mind it though.
The people around us were looking at us, wondering what to do, but His Highness changed his expression and promoted the play, saying, ‘If you would like, I can show you the way until halfway”, so they followed him without caring about us, and the space returned to the empty space it was before His Highness arrived… Raising the public’s word with a single sentence and advertising something himself doesn’t seem like His Highness that I knew.
No, right now Lord Clo is more important. Prince Carmine–
“Vi!”
“Gufuu?!”
“”Lady Violet (Milady)?!””
Just as I was checking on Lord Clo, Kriemhild threw herself at me. It happened so suddenly but I couldn’t help but react improperly. There was so much force in her action, that as usual I couldn’t help wondering where in her small body she had such power.
“K-Kriemhild… don’t hug me suddenly. You must have been worried about me, but I’m okay.”
“Really? You’re not forcing yourself?”
“Don’t worry, I already don’t care what His Highness Vermillion thinks about me. Even if he lashes out at me, I’ll only think ‘So what?’ now.”
When I said so, not only Kriemhild but also Burnt and Amber looked surprised. Kriemhild immediately smiled, and followed up with “I’m glad.”
Still, she’s helped me out many times before, just like earlier. I have to thank her.
Thinking so, I stroked her head that was at just the right position because she was nearly twenty centimeters shorter than me. She looked confused at first, but she gradually began to let me pat her.
“Let’s go already, Lord Clo. If we don’t hurry up, we won’t be able to say our greetings.”
When I made the suggestion, Lord Clo looked a little surprised, and…
“Are you not going to ask what I did?”
He asked somewhat apologetically.
Sure, if you asked me whether I was curious or not, I would say that I’m curious.
Thinking about it carefully, I don’t know why Lord Clo dropped out from Azalea Academy or why he was put in charge of a land like Shiki, a dumping place for problematic people. Even though there were rumors about him being tyrannical, arrogant and lustful, the facts are different. Regarding his lust, sometimes I even wonder if he feels anything at all. He does get embarrassed, so I assume he feels it to some extent.
This so-called attempted murder probably has something to do with the duel…
“You can just tell me when you want to talk about it, Lord Clo. I also have done things in the past that I can’t be praised for. I’m not shameless enough to criticize you for something.”
I don’t know how much he knows about my deeds, but Lord Clo didn’t look down on my past. He even told me to not deny the efforts I had made.
At the very list, the golden ring on my left ring isn’t just symbolic. It’s a proof that Lord Clo and I are husband and wife, and it’s an acknowledgement of who I am now. So—
“Even if you did something in the past, it’s the current you that I like. Isn’t that enough?”
Even if Lord Clo has attempted murder in the past, he’s my precious and beloved husband. And he’s by my side. That’s all I need right now.
“…Vi.”
After a while, it was Kriemhild, whose head I was still patting, who responded to my words.
“Hm, what’s wrong?”
“I’m envious that you have somebody you can say things like that to. But…”
“But?”
Kriemhild stopped speaking for a second, glanced at the surroundings… at Lord Clo and the others, and continued.
“I think it would probably be better if you said that without us.”
“?… why?”
“Umm… Ahaha, what should I do?”
After laughing like always, Kriemhild scratched her slightly red cheeks, as she was lost as to what to do.
… Come to think of it, Burnt was holding down his eyes and blushing, as he said, “The voice…!” and Amber was looking up at the sky with slightly red cheeks, muttering “the scent…!” to herself. Why are they acting so strangely?
Lord Clo said something quietly, so I couldn’t hear what he said, but he had his hand over his mouth and his face was extremely red.
“Lord Clo, do you perhaps have a fever—!“
“I’m fine. I don’t have a fever and it will subside in a little while if I keep standing, so please stay as you are. Please continue patting Ms. Kriemhild the way you are. Please.”
For some reason, Lord Clo was trying to distance himself from me.
… I wonder why? Did I say something strange?
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