The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 144
Arma realized that what Roxelyn was describing closely matched his own plan.
Of course, they hadn’t lived in hiding or been pursued.
So, naturally, there wouldn’t be such a dramatic death.
However, Arma did intend to fake his death to shirk his duties.
“He didn’t show up when you were struggling.”
“Yes.”
Arma briefly put himself in the shoes of the man Roxelyn described.
If he were in the same situation, he might have stayed hidden to remain thoroughly concealed.
After all, the act of abandoning her showed there was no affection.
If he hadn’t wanted to abandon her, he would have at least said something.
In that moment, Arma recalled the dreams he had been having frequently.
“I thought it would be okay.”
“But I wasn’t.”
“It wasn’t alright at all, Roxelyn.”
Only then did Arma stop abruptly and look slowly at Roxelyn.
“But Roxelyn, may I ask why you’re bringing this up all of a sudden? Is this something that really happened…?”
“No, it’s just…”
Roxelyn, leisurely walking down the corridor, stopped to shrug her shoulders.
“I had a dream like this, and I was curious why the person did that.”
“…A dream?”
“Yes. It’s just simple curiosity.”
Roxelyn resumed walking as she answered.
She didn’t particularly expect a real answer.
The person she could ask wasn’t in this world anymore.
“If my pointless question upset you, I apologize.”
“No, no! I wasn’t upset. It’s just… it’s just a dream, that’s all. So…”
Arma took Roxelyn’s hand and spoke.
“So don’t worry about it. I would never do that.”
At Arma’s words, Roxelyn glanced at him and gave a faint, dry smile.
“Alright.”
Her answer, delivered in passing, held not a grain of sincerity.
Arma could sense it. Startled, he took a deep breath.
“We’ve arrived. Will His Highness the Third Prince be joining us?”
“…No, I have someone to show Roxelyn to, so I’ll be going elsewhere for a while.”
“Then go ahead.”
Roxelyn nodded.
A soldier standing guard in front of the reception room knocked on the door and announced Roxelyn’s arrival.
“Roxelyn.”
At Arma’s words, she turned slightly to look at him.
“You won’t believe me, but I also….”
He took a breath.
“I also had the same dream.”
Roxelyn blinked slowly and then smiled at his words.
“I know.”
She entered the reception room.
“…What?”
As Arma responded a beat too late, the door to the reception room closed with a thud behind Roxelyn.
“Uh… should I open it again, Your Highness the Third Prince?”
“…No, that’s alright.”
Hesitating, Arma turned and walked away from the reception room.
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“You won’t believe me, but I also… I also had the same dream.”
“I know.”
…What nonsense.
She didn’t know.
Entering the reception room and greeting the Emperor and Khan with appropriate courtesy, Roxelyn thought to herself.
‘…What was that just now?’
More than anything, the biggest problem was her mouth, which had claimed to know something she didn’t out of sheer surprise.
‘…Is saying things I don’t mean something I inherited from my father?’
Roxelyn tried to blame her strange personality on her father.
‘…No. So, what I saw back then wasn’t Arma from that world, but a glimpse into a dream Arma had? Then the dream Arma had back then was….’
How could Arma possibly have been connected to another world’s version of himself?
Roxelyn rubbed her forehead in frustration.
‘I still can’t understand why I went to the past of my original world, either.’
She let out a short sigh and glanced down at her wrist.