Translator: Yui
Editor: Nila

Oh, poor Rudbeckia. Poor Angel of Sistine.

 

“You don’t know?”

 

“Put yourself in my shoes and think. Isn’t it only natural for me to not know?”

 

“Bullsh*t! There’s no way you didn’t know!”

 

This was hilarious. This was spectacular, actually.

 

I stopped smiling and crinkled my nose, hoping the disgust was evident on my face.

 

Cesare, grinding his teeth and roughly sweeping his hair back, clearly reeled in his feelings and grabbed my shoulder. “We don’t have the time to sit idle and talk here. Let’s continue this while on our way.”

 

“Where are we going?”

 

“What do you mean where? Home. We’re leaving and going back home.”

 

What the hell was wrong with his head? What kind of nonsense was this?

 

“You’re going to kidnap me and get on a ship that’s been prepared in advance?”

 

He didn’t even blink as I correctly guessed all of his plans. “Yes.”

 

“Are you drunk? This is not Romagna! Do you think that’s possible? Everyone will catch you immediately—”

 

“Don’t worry, by the time we depart, everyone will be preoccupied with something else. Come on, we’re running out of time.”

 

He had slid his hand down my shoulder to my wrist, trying to drag me out of the room. So I dug my feet into the ground and shook off this madman’s touch.

 

He turned back around, perplexed and eyes wide, his hair fluttering in the wind.

 

Although Cesare was insane, he was not such a fool for his plans to be sloppily made. No, Cesare’s plans always showed results.

 

In other words, he would definitely get me to the Port of Elmos and on that ship no matter how much I struggled, and he would definitely have the whole of Elendale distracted.

 

What could it be? What would have the whole capital city of Britannia in such a state on this happy day?

 

Hurry up and think! Think about everything that’s happened!

 

Pietro’s beastly face flashed before my eyes.

 

The disturbances that took place while I was staying in Elendale also flashed by.

 

Two incidents that were completely unrelated intertwined and merged together in my mind, and then I came to the horrifying realization of what he would do.

 

Because there was only one thing the entirety of the capital could be distracted by.

 

It wasn’t something any ordinary man could do.

 

However, if it was Cesare… Plus all of the powerful cardinals and Romagnian loyalists disguised as priests staying in the city right now… Everyone hiding and waiting in the streets and around the palace…

 

Judging by the looks of him, it had probably already begun.

 

I tried to calm down my heaving chest.

 

Calm down. Even if Elendale goes up in flames, you can’t stop it anyway. You have to proceed as planned…

 

eyes and faced him. “What makes you think I’ll

 

I know that you’re mad at me. I’ll even

 

thing. I like

 

was dimly lit, but I could see the veins in his neck throb as he moved his jaw. His cold eyes were fixated on the wreath in my

 

threw his head back and

 

it because

 

silence was my

 

wrong, Ruby, all others see when they look at you is my father’s crown and gold. Why do you keep forgetting that when I keep

 

running out for me as

 

the only one who truly

 

the smile on his lips fade

 

much as I do? Don’t try to deny it,

 

love me.” I thought of

 

“What…”

 

and you sold me to other men. How is that love? What kind of love is

 

growing bigger, they

 

be hard for you to fully understand

 

how you try to justify it, it’s not love.

 

of all the moments I shared with

 

by the shoulders and shook me,

 

more than you do. My

 

I saw that I had crushed some of the flowers in the wreath Izek had gifted me, so I tried to be as gentle as I

 

before. No matter what lie I tell

 

frost wolf. The day he found me again after I had run away.

 

I’m crying,

 

arms, the day I was unwell. I thought of what he had wanted to ask me that night as he put me to bed. That time we spent on his balcony, him letting me drink from his rum. That was the first

 

hard time, and when I don’t know what to do with myself, he’d

 

The anxiety and the unease. The whip that he threw far away, to somewhere I couldn’t see. How he had held me. He didn’t know it, but

 

do things I didn’t want to

 

breaths. I thought of his soft eyes, the sweet way he’d move his lips.

 

punish me.

 

Now, I thought of the way he’d make fun of me for having demons as friends. How he’d call my

 

met him, he

 

welling up in my eyes were not

 

if I wanted to be a queen? When I’m with him, I’m not just a queen, I’m a goddess. When he looks at me, I feel like I’m the only girl in the world. When he looks at me, I don’t have a single flaw. I’m a

 

“Stop… Stop it, you’re…”

 

what love is. Because I’m happy. I’m so happy to be with him. I’ve never been so happy in

 

“Stop…”

 

saved from that hell of a monastery. You’re my brother. The brother that took me from one hell to another hell. So don’t talk to me about love. No matter how much you deny it, you could never compare to a man like Izek. I will never let go of

 

loud noise of a mirror shattering to

 

it had come from, and something

 

the pain coursing through my veins, seemed to be too exhausted

 

on the ground. He had his hands around my upper arms and his nails were

 

though my whole body was throbbing and screaming in pain, I kept on sneering. This

 

“You’re so pathetic.”

 

“Shut up.”

 

the difference is between you and him? When

 

“Shut up!”

 

shards embedded in my flesh and blood was staining my hands, dripping on

 

go of the Flower

 

on the ends of my hair, like he was about to rip it all out of my skull.

 

a young man sentenced to

 

eyes held nothing but anger and despair,

 

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