The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 108
“I don’t know what your real self is, but I understand that you are not a weak person. You were wearing some kind of mask, weren’t you?”
“Roxelyn, that’s…!”
“I’m not condemning you for it.”
She tried her best not to load her words with emotions.
She didn’t want to make him uncomfortable unnecessarily and wanted to convey just the facts.
“It’s just that… I loved that mask, and I vaguely got to know the person behind it.”
Upon hearing this, Arma clenched his fist.
“Is it fair to love only the character on stage, and then be expected to love the actor behind it as well?”
Roxelyn explained gently, hoping Arma would understand this story.
“The dream that you had was just that—a dream. It could never become the future.”
“…”
“So, there’s no need to be scared prematurely. It won’t become reality.”
Roxelyn would make sure of it.
“The truth is, it took me six months to forget Arma’s mask.”
Arma looked at her with a shocked expression, speechless because of her honesty.
“Why…”
Roxelyn turned her head, smiling faintly.
“…because I liked it a lot.”
After a long silence, that was all she said, and then Roxelyn spoke no more.
* * *
“Brilliant and noble sun of the—”
“Enough, sit down. I may be the sun, but I’ve heard that so many times today I could grow earwax. Isn’t there a more creative greeting? It’s annoying, so annoying.”
The Emperor waved his hands dismissively as he sat on the sofa, clearly annoyed.
‘A creative greeting?’
Roxelyn frowned before she spoke.
“Then… greetings to the extinguished sun.”
“Looks like you’ve got some nerve showing up like that.”
“Why do nobles always complain when you do exactly what they ask…”
Roxelyn muttered under her breath.
Whether it’s Ian Bellion, the Emperor, or her father, they all just get annoyed when she does as they ask.
Roxelyn mumbled about how hard it was to please them but dutifully sat opposite the Emperor as he had instructed.
“I heard you summoned me.”
“That was a week ago.”
“…”
Watching the Emperor, who picked fights over every little thing like a street thug, Roxelyn spoke with an indifferent face.
“I apologize for the delay.”
“No, I don’t need an apology that you don’t mean. But I liked the fairly good results you brought.”
The Emperor responded honestly to Roxelyn’s matter-of-fact voice.
“Yes, I know.”
Roxelyn spoke frankly.
The Emperor looked at her with an expression as if to say, ‘What kind of creature are you?’ and nodded a beat later.
I don’t know how you managed to deal with that stubborn and shameless Kaluta, but it certainly helped.
“So has Your Majesty’s headache lessened somewhat?”
Then the Emperor looked at Roxelyn and grinned broadly.
“Very much so.”
The Emperor smiled with the naive face of an innocent boy and rubbed his chin.
“That’s a relief.”
Honestly, it was quite an achievement. In Roxelyn’s original world, it was an achievement the Emperor himself had never managed to achieve in his lifetime.
“Now there’s just one thing left. Once my health improves a bit more, I plan to handle the disappearance case, and after that, as promised, I would like to request the engagement annulment.”
“…Hmm.”
The Emperor rubbed his chin.
“What do you plan to do after the annulment?”
“I’m thinking of traveling.”
Roxelyn, even being who she was, couldn’t tell the Emperor she was planning to seek asylum in another country, so she diverted the topic suitably.
“About that…”
The Emperor looked at Roxelyn with a somewhat awkward smile.
Roxelyn paused in unease, then he continued to speak.
“It’s become a bit complicated.”
He said leisurely while rubbing his chin.
