I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 61
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Emilia sat opposite her, maintaining as calm a demeanor as possible.
“It must be urgent, considering you’ve come here secretly at this late hour.”
“Yes, it is. Please take me with you to Count Ablio’s ball tomorrow.”
“…You, Miss Dahlia?”
It was an absurd idea.
“Duke Mikhail will undoubtedly notice.”
“But I’ve managed to come here undetected, haven’t I? All I need is to avoid Brother.”
“And if we’re caught…”
“Just say you didn’t know. You need a maid to help you dress, right? I’ll travel in a separate carriage; just act as if you don’t know.”
Emilia couldn’t immediately refuse. After all, Dahlia could make such a bold request because of the medicine she had given her.
“I’ll just observe the ball. I won’t do anything and will stay quiet.”
“….Why do you insist on attending the ball to such lengths?”
“I’m of marriageable age too. I’m curious about the gentlemen. I hope to meet someone I like and get married.”
Marriage…
Emilia remembered a time when she had those dreams – meeting someone she loved, feeling excited by just making eye contact, dreaming of marriage. She had imagined everything.
“If things continue this way, I’ll end up an old maid. As you can see, Brother reacts too sensitively to anything about me.”
Dahlia held a sad smile and then took Emilia’s hand.
“Just pretend not to notice. Please?”
“Promise me you won’t act rashly.”
“I promise. Nothing will happen.”
Dahlia smiled innocently. The smile felt ominous, but Emilia suppressed her doubts and instead asked her something else.
“Miss Dahlia. In Valoh, is it common to see such beautiful golden hair?”
She had already asked Dell, but Emilia was still curious.
“….Of course. It’s only special in Bartch. In other countries, it doesn’t stand out.”
Dahlia’s smile faded, her eyes seeming to weigh the intent behind the question.
“I meant nothing by it. It’s just that after removing the veil, it seems a shame to cover such beauty.”
Someone else came to mind.
The forgotten royal family, the Bayern, whose lineage was thought to be extinct.
That tabooed name surfaced in her thoughts.
Emilia then closely examined Dahlia, who was sitting right in front of her.
It couldn’t be.
But despite its implausibility, Emilia’s eyes widened in realization.
She recalled a Bayern she had seen somewhere. It was strikingly similar.
The portrait of Karsen von Bayern, the last king of the Stein royal family, and Dahlia bore a remarkable resemblance.
It was absurd. Emilia had already had similar thoughts the last time she saw Dahlia with blonde hair.
“Is there a problem?”
Dahlia blinked and asked.
“No, it’s nothing.”
Emilia forcibly calmed her racing heart.
Surely, the Bayern lineage was extinct. And it was believed that the Stein royal family was overthrown due to their tyranny…
It was known as a just revolt, not a rebellion. It was recorded in history books, and Emilia had learned the same.
The Loren family had led the overthrow of the Stein dynasty’s tyrant, paving the way for the Jalliar royal family.
The people had not opposed the succession of the Jalliar dynasty. King Konrad, though from a collateral family, had royal blood, so the succession wasn’t disputed.
‘It can’t be.’
Emilia felt a tightness in her chest.
If Dahlia was a descendant, then Mikhail, who resembled her, might also be of the Stein lineage.
Unraveling this mist might bring her closer to the truth she had been curious about.
But she didn’t want to.
A truth she didn’t want to know seemed to beckon her.
But why? Even if he was of the Stein lineage, why would he hold a grudge against her?
It was a rightful revolt. The Loren family didn’t commit atrocities.
Emilia clenched her fists. In her mind, two thoughts endlessly collided.
‘Do you really think so? Are you sure your father, who abandoned you, didn’t commit any atrocities?’
‘No, the Loren family is honorable. My father who values honor wouldn’t do such things.’
‘But wasn’t your father someone who would do anything for the family?’
‘Even so, he wouldn’t have shamelessly abandoned his nobility and lived without remorse.’
Emilia’s face grew paler.
Even having such thoughts was dreadful for her.
“Sister? Are you not keen on me going?”
Dahlia’s voice pulled Emilia back from her thoughts.
“No, it’s not that. I’m just too tired after watching the play today. And it’s very late. Please return to the annex.”
“I’ll take it that you’ll grant my request.”
Dahlia stood up. Seeing her hopeful face, Emilia couldn’t help but nod in agreement.
