The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 47
“……Ah.”
Arma, who was rejected outright without a second thought right to his face, twitched his lips.
It was because he hadn’t expected to be rejected so coldly.
No, he thought even if rejected, at least an explanation would be given. But that wasn’t the case either.
“M, my lady!”
Arma hurriedly ran off.
Fortunately, Roxelyn wasn’t far away.
She seemed startled, standing frozen among the scurrying servants, and Arma too stopped in his tracks, breathless, just staring at her.
Roxelyn looked as if she couldn’t believe someone was searching for her this way, like a person who’d stumbled upon an unbelievable scene.
‘…What’s this?’
To Arma, being disregarded was almost a daily occurrence.
But it was different with Roxelyn.
From their first meeting, she was shy and not very talkative. She would respond only if spoken to first, but she never looked down on Arma.
She would ignore others’ questions, but always answered Arma’s.
Of course, it wasn’t like this from the beginning. Initially, she was always guarded around him.
But as Arma approached more and talked more, her guard would drop just for him.
After such efforts, Arma felt he had come to know a lot about Roxelyn.
Or at least, he thought he did.
But then…
‘What is this really…?’
Now, her guard seemed to be up only against him now.
“So, I’m sorry, but I would appreciate it if you let me go. I prefer someone more promising, with a strong sense of self and a masculine charm, and a bit rough around the edges.”
Her cold voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
Arma, following her as she started walking again, forced a smile, struggling to keep his lips from trembling.
He had heard she tried to end her life.
Not knowing she was pushed to such a limit was a bit of a shock to him.
He thought she would tell him anything.
But thinking back, she never really shared her troubles.
Her stories were always about mundane daily life.
Eating, having tea, going for walks, reading books.
Arma quickly approached Roxelyn as she began to walk again.
“Roxelyn.”
Roxelyn stopped at his call.
“…Your Highness?”
He looked at Roxelyn, who seemed to wonder why he followed her here, and cautiously opened his mouth with a forced smile.
“Why is it okay for my brother to go to Kaluta but not me, my lady?”
“Oh. Because you’re the opposite of my ideal type.”
Roxelyn curtly responded.
At the same time, Arma froze in place. He watched Roxelyn, who was walking away, with trembling eyes.
She seemed like someone who had completely closed off her heart, not looking back even once as she moved forward.
“I prefer someone more promising…”
Certainly, the future of the Second Prince, who was preparing to support his brother well, seemed brighter than the fragile Third Prince.
“With a strong sense of self…”
The Second Prince definitely had a strong sense of self.
Although his character was a bit unpleasant, his conviction was clear.
“With masculine charm…”
Objectively, between the Second Prince and Third Prince, the Second Prince did seem more masculine.
It was obvious.
Arma was no different from a pushover, buffeted by the First and Second Princes, and even by the servants.
“A bit rough around the edges…”
Another way to describe an unpleasant character is to say they are rough.
And all these traits matched perfectly with the Second Prince.
