The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 202
‘At least I won’t have to worry about sleeping tonight.’
With that thought, Roxelyn glanced down at her hands, which were being tightly gripped on both sides.
‘It hurts.’
Even a child of Kaluta could likely break a bone with their grip strength, she figured.
“That guy looks like he’s hiding something dark! Marrying someone like him is out of the question. I’d rather that you marry my brother… no, marry me instead!”
“…Huh?”
“Roxelyn, you’re beautiful, strong, and determined!”
Roxelyn frowned.
“Of course, I’m young now, so the gentle Roxelyn might feel hesitant. But give it five years, and I’ll be a great adult by then, so I’d like you to wait for me! My lady!”
Roxelyn knew Kalutans were bold, but she hadn’t expected this.
‘First came the offer to be a daughter-in-law, and now a marriage proposal.’
Realizing there was nothing more outrageous that could follow, Roxelyn shrugged and pulled her hand free from Batar’s grip.
“So, will you marry me…?”
“No.”
Roxelyn answered without a second thought.
“…!”
Before Batar could even finish his confession, he was firmly rejected, leaving his mouth hanging open.
“Why?!”
“Because I like someone else.”
“You, you, you’re rejecting me?!”
Roxelyn looked at Batar.
‘Since the alliance has already been signed, this shouldn’t cause any diplomatic issues.’
Batar clenched his fists.
“This is the first time…!”
“…”
“In Kaluta, persistence is a virtue! I will definitely—”
“That’s enough.”
Arma, who had been silently watching, interrupted with a cold voice.
Hearing his icy tone, something Roxelyn had never heard from him before, she turned to look at him.
“There’s a limit to what can be brushed off as a joke, Prince of Kaluta.”
At Arma’s frosty words, Batar furrowed his brows.
“If you don’t want to tarnish the newly formed alliance, I suggest you stop making advances toward someone who’s already spoken for.”
“…”
“Whatever might be acceptable in the liberal Kaluta, here, you’ve crossed the line.”
Batar grimaced at Arma’s warning. Though he seemed momentarily taken aback by Arma’s chilling glare, he didn’t appear to be too intimidated.
Only slightly shorter than Roxelyn, Batar folded his arms and, after grumbling to himself for a while, sighed heavily.
“Alright, alright. There’s a proper order for things between men and women.”
Batar nodded generously and continued.
“It can’t be helped. It’s my fault for being late. I’ll let you have the position of legal husband.”
“…What?”
“I’ll be fine as Roxelyn’s second husband.”
Batar puffed out his chest, as if waiting for praise, his shoulders squared proudly.
“Batar, the Empire practices monogamy.”
“…Huh?”
“The law here is one woman, one man. Unless you’re the emperor or a noble with a title who needs an heir, monogamy is the rule.”
At Roxelyn’s explanation, Batar’s mouth gaped open.
“You’re telling me Roxelyn is satisfied with just one skinny guy?! What if you get bored?!”
Roxelyn slowly lowered her gaze.
“Batar, if you keep talking like this, you’re overstepping. I have someone I care about, and it’s not you. I’m not interested in anyone else either.”
At her icy words, Batar flinched and shut his mouth, nodding in acknowledgment.
“Master~! The camp is ready!”
The High Priest, who had been standing far off, finished eating his jerky and skipped over to them with light steps as if he were floating.
Roxelyn nodded as he approached.
“…Roxelyn.”
“Yes?”
“May I call you ‘Master’ as well?”
Roxelyn froze at Arma’s sudden, determined statement.
“…I beg your pardon?”
