If You Leave Without a Word - Chapter 13
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Agatha turned around to find Cain, who had somehow found his way to the center of everyone’s attention on the stage. Unfazed by the fact that he was in front of the princess, he walked up confidently, maintaining a composed expression and posture. He calmly announced that he had proposed to Agatha.
Cain’s sudden appearance and his single statement had immediately thrown the princess’s birthday celebration into chaos.
The joyful atmosphere, where everyone was singing and celebrating, crashed to the ground in an instant. The ladies who had secretly mocked Lady Kristin’s misfortune now looked at the scene before them in disbelief, their mouths agape.
And then, as Cain wrapped his arm around Agatha’s waist…
The expressions on the faces of those who had been looking at Agatha as a powerless lady from a seemingly insignificant family transformed from shock to amazement. In that moment, she began to realize just how influential Cain truly was.
“Marquis Vernat, do you understand what you are saying?” the princess asked.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“I have never heard of you associating with Lady Kristin before.”
“Neither Agatha nor I are particularly interested in attracting attention like others. Love doesn’t necessarily require extravagant displays, does it?”
Cain’s calm and composed response seemed to impress even the princess.
Could it have been a misunderstanding that Agatha felt a surge of strength in Cain’s hand the moment he mentioned the word “love”? She took a deep, tense breath.
It seemed intentional that he addressed Agatha by her given name rather than her title or surname in front of the princess. He, known publicly as the princess’s fiancé, had requested the approval for marriage to another woman in the presence of the princess herself, and even embraced her unnecessarily.
By tomorrow morning, the society of Leiden would likely be buzzing with rumors about the changed fate of the pitiful Lady Kristin, thanks to the shocking turn of events.
“I want to spend my life with the woman I love. Your Highness, if you grant your approval personally, it would be the greatest honor.”
It seemed like a request on the surface, but in reality, it was an announcement. Agatha, who had been catching her breath, was taken aback as Cain suddenly pulled her into his arms. Her head instinctively lifted, only to have her forehead met by his lips, leaving a tingling sensation.
He kissed her forehead, looking as if he were hopelessly in love. Cain genuinely appeared to be a man in love.
His title of “Ice Knight” seemed to pale in comparison to the sweet smile on his face, filled with affectionate glances. It appeared that he possessed natural talent not only for strategy and tactics but also for acting.
After Cain’s bombshell statement, there was an eerie silence in the hall.
Alexandra, who one might have expected to immediately respond with a thunderous outburst, surprisingly said nothing. She seemed to be making an effort to maintain her composure, though her face had turned crimson, and she nervously nibbled her lips.
As the gaze shifted to her dress, Agatha quickly averted her eyes, pretending not to notice the significance of that look.
For a moment, Agatha was afraid that her own self-esteem would be crushed in front of everyone, and she worried about the way she might appear looking down at Alexandra.
Of course, there was no way to completely mitigate the blow that Alexandra, the imperial princess, had received.
Agatha couldn’t help but wonder what on earth the man had been thinking when he committed such an audacious act. How could he openly defy the princess and not seem to fear the consequences?
Yes, with someone of Cain Vernat’s influence, he could probably weather such a situation without being seriously affected. It seemed like she was the only one getting caught up in the turmoil, and she couldn’t shake the bitter taste that lingered in her mouth.
If the plan had gone awry, Stella would unleash tremendous fury. The Emperor, too, wouldn’t stay quiet. The Emperor, known for being strict with his sons, was unusually gentle in front of his youngest daughter, Alexandra.
For his beloved daughter to be embarrassed by a mere lady, it was evident that the Emperor’s displeasure would be swift and harsh. Agatha had no contingency plans in place. Her only dream was to live quietly and without incident.
Suddenly, the headache that had started behind her eyes was now squeezing her entire head. Agatha closed her eyes tightly for a moment and then opened them again.
