The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 12
“…”
“What you’re doing is not something even parents can do, but don’t you know it’s also something that human beings shouldn’t do?”
Aegis stared at Zerti intently and then turned to leave the room.
“…But.”
A faint voice was heard, as if it would soon fade away.
“I took her mother from her. I’ve never properly hugged her even once. And now…”
With his face buried in his hands, Zerti slowly opened his lips.
“What should I say to her…?”
As Aegis turned the doorknob, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
A guy who always pretended to be strong and silent in front of his daughter, showing her only the good side.
How could she know that he had such a personality?
“Isn’t it obvious what you have to say?”
“What is it.”
“Come on, even a three-year-old would know what it is.”
Aegis chuckled at Zerti’s words, opened the door, and left.
“…Roxe.”
The man, whose face had been grimly illuminated under the moonlight, sighed deeply, his red eyes darkening.
* * *
“…Pardon me, Milady. More flowers have arrived.”
“Again?”
“Yes.”
Roxelyn frowned at the unexplained bouquets that had been arriving for the past few days.
Since the formal luncheon, different kinds of bouquets had been delivered daily, and each one came with a short message on a card.
[The language of flowers is good.]
[I picked these up on the way.]
[Actually these were being sold cheap.]
[This is a flower that can be found all over the world.]
Of course, the meaning was puzzling in the notes.
‘Is he saying that I shouldn’t think much of these flowers because he just picked them up on the way?’
She often thought that aristocrats’ social language was exhausting, especially because it required deep thinking.
The problem was that today, the sixth day of bouquet deliveries, it had reached a point where she could no longer ignore it.
Her room was filled with flowers, and the scent of them made her feel as if she might suffocate.
‘I don’t know what this harassment is all about.’
But she couldn’t be bothered to think about it anymore. Roxelyn waved her hand and spoke.
“All right, that’s enough. From now on, if more come, either divide them among yourselves or throw them all away.”
“Ah… Yes, Milady.”
Her command made the maids bow immediately, without realizing the potential consequences of this little order.
Roxelyn was content with the new maids the butler had assigned.
They were quiet and didn’t chatter. They only did the work they were given.
Since none of the maids were familiar to her, Roxelyn had cut ties with them.
“Is the carriage ready?”
“Yes, the coachman is on standby.”
“Good.”
“But… are you really planning to go like that, Milady?”
One of the maids, who had been in an uneasy mood, finally spoke up as Roxelyn was about to leave her room. She approached Roxelyn with caution.
Roxelyn’s dress was pitch black, which was unusual in the Empire. In the Empire, black attire was generally reserved for times of mourning and not commonly worn.
“Oh, I don’t have any other suitable clothes at the moment.”
Upon hearing Roxelyn’s explanation, the maids fell silent.
Roxelyn’s wardrobe, even in their eyes, was too shabby and faded to be considered a noblewoman’s.
With her maids remaining silent, Roxelyn continued down the stairs and boarded the carriage.
‘I never thought I’d return to the Imperial Palace on my own two feet.’
The last time she had been there, she had been apprehended by Gerun and handed over to the Imperial Guard, then locked up in a dungeon cell like a beast.
‘It’s been… how long since I last saw the Third Prince?’
At the age of fifteen, the immature Roxelyn had believed herself to be the most noble and exalted being in the world, and she became engaged to the Third Prince, Arma Diyanitas.
Roxelyn, an illegitimate child.
Arma Diyanitas, a weak, unambitious, sickly child.
Arma was the third prince of the Diyanitas Imperial Family, and he could never dream of succeeding to the throne. For that matter, he didn’t even seem to have the ambition for it.
The engagement between these two was the talk of the town for quite a while, especially in high society.
As Roxelyn was in the middle of her contemplation,
The carriage came to a stop and the door opened
The magnificent Imperial Palace loomed in the distance through the window.
