The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 107
“Whatever you think I’m thinking right now, it’s not that. Please go to sleep quickly,”
Arma narrowed his eyes as he looked at Roxelyn, who had quickly sat up to cover his mouth despite her temporary blindness.
“Why are you covering my mou— mmph.”
“Don’t be the Emperor. You can leave the empire. Don’t be bound by words you’ve spoken and regret them later. Just live freely.”
Roxelyn spoke calmly.
Arma, still silenced by her hand, looked at her wordlessly. His gaze, which grew slightly larger and then smaller, was more heavy than gentle, sinking deeply.
Roxelyn, blinded, could not feel his discontented gaze on her. She just wanted to eliminate the dangers in this world.
Roxelyn could not live a life for Arma. She had become too numb and already knew a different Arma, not him.
“You don’t need to endure anything for me, Arma.”
Arma took Roxelyn’s hand from his mouth and held it down. He silently looked into her unfocused red eyes.
“It seems like sometimes you don’t see me. Or rather, you look at me but you don’t really see me.”
“……”
Roxelyn remained silent. What she saw was the Arma she had loved before.
‘Is that person regretting in that world?’
If Roxelyn doesn’t return, if she doesn’t go back to the past to change the future…
Will it continue like this?
It’s not really guilt.
‘It’s self-inflicted.’
It’s because from the beginning, it was about playing with people.
Yet, she still wished for happiness.
“You’re not denying it, Roxelyn.”
Roxelyn really didn’t like the idea of sacrifice.
Pain was dreadful, and death was not something she desired.
But if she could put a price on her life, she would want to use it for someone else at least once.
And that would be for herself, not for this man.
“Is it because I’m weak?”
He asked quietly.
Roxelyn shook her head.
The person Roxelyn knew and loved was weak and timid but would never back down.
Even if that was a fabricated mask of lies…
What Roxelyn loved was that mask. Now that it had shattered, what she had loved no longer existed.
“Because I am a pitiful prince ignored by many?”
Arma asked, and Roxelyn shook her head again.
“Then should I become someone stronger than anyone else? If I trample on others and stand above them, obtaining even the title of Crown Prince, will you look at me properly then?”
Roxelyn’s brow furrowed. The conversation felt completely disconnected.
“Whatever this feeling is, I don’t want to lose you. But why must you drive me crazy, Roxelyn?”
“Look… If you only want to say what you wish to say, why speak to me? Go talk to a doll in your room.”
Roxelyn’s dry words, filled with dissatisfaction, caused Arma to tightly shut his mouth.
After a brief silence, Roxelyn spoke again.
“Arma.”
“Yes, Roxelyn.”
“You once asked me why I wanted to break off our engagement.”
“…Yes.”
“The ideal type I talked about last time was actually a lie.”
Arma hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to confess that he already knew.
At that moment, Roxelyn’s lips parted.
“The truth is, I liked you when you were weak and timid but kind to me.”
She placed words on the tip of her tongue that she couldn’t say a long time ago.
Perhaps because she had regretted it many times, once she opened her mouth, her tongue moved smoothly.
At Roxelyn’s words, Arma’s eyes widened, and he faltered.
“But in reality, that’s not your true personality, is it?”
If you don’t clearly say what isn’t possible, people end up expecting it.
Just as she had when she was young.
Just as she had when she had first left home and believed in unreciprocated kindness from others.
