Chapter 46 < A Blow Of Conversion >
Sister, I'm The Queen In This Life
As the two beautiful daughters of Cardinal de Mare faced each other, people could not stop looking at them. And naturally, an evaluation of their appearance followed.
'Isabella de Mare... She must have been greedy. She made a fuss today. They say even monkeys fall from trees one day!'
'Why is it so unusually excessive? Why are the clothes white again?'
' I think it's better because her younger sister doesn't seem to have made it up.'
These were the ladies's impressions when they saw Isabella, whose clothes, makeup, and hair were all over the top.
'She covered everything, but her body is sticking out through the clothes!'
'Why did I miss that scene earlier?!'
'Is the second child's body better than the first child?'
This was the admiration the gentlemen expressed when they saw Ariadne.
There was a subtle sense of tension as Ariadne and Isabella looked at each other. She did not look like the 'friendly sister' that Isabella had boasted about. People's comments exploded as they watched the confrontation between the two.
"Isabella, why are you wearing white clothes?"
"The two are close, so my younger sister asked first and decided to wear it that way."
"You're on good terms, right? The atmosphere is fun."
With people whispering in the background, Ariadne asked Isabella, who was sobbing, in a low voice.
"Sister, why are you crying?"
Ariadne's expression did not look very friendly, but Isabella had confidence rising from deep inside her stomach.
'She's weaker than me, and if I push him hard, he'll follow me.'
And for Isabella, the eyes of the San Carlo socialites looking at her from behind were more important than Ariadne's feelings.
"Aria-! Well, the Prince and Countess Marquez misunderstood our relationship. They think I said something bad about you."
In order to appease the expectant gaze of those behind her, Isabella happily walked up to her sister and clasped her hands, as if she was overjoyed to see Ariadne.
"I was just saying that you looked prettier despite the costume mishap, or rather because the costume mishap turned out to be a blessing in disguise! You have a really nice body!"
Prince Alfonso was shocked and blushed.
"No, that wasn't it..."
At that time, Ariadne calmly grabbed the tip of Prince Alfonso's finger and stopped him. His expression was calm, but inside he was smiling with remorse.
The moment Isabella called Ariadne 'Aria', a nickname she had never heard before, she immediately got a sense of what kind of tactics Isabella was using. In her previous life, throughout her childhood and even as an adult, Isabella often did the same thing. It was a regular art of Isabella's repertoire that when she got caught gossiping about Ariadne, she pretended to be friendly with the victim in front of people and squashed the gossip.
People saw that the victim and Isabella were close, so they assumed that the victim would have tolerated her saying such things. There was also a side effect of Isabella's reputation as being 'easy-going and straightforward, but friendly with everyone'.
When Ariadne was very young, she was so afraid of Isabella that when Isabella did something crazy in front of people, she would not be able to retort and would get dragged away. Isabella was very kind in front of people, but thanks to Ariadne's favor, when the matter was over, Isabella changed her face and either ignored Ariadne or framed Ariadne, rationalizing that it was her fault in the first place and it was natural for her to fix it.
And Ariadne did. After one day, she became Prince Regent's fiancée, Ariadne decided that she couldn't go on like this anymore, and she got very angry when she caught Isabella in the act There was a time when Ariadne said, 'You bloody liar!'
Then, in an attempt to make Isabella feel ashamed, she summarized only the facts of what Isabella did wrong and poured it out in anger. When Ariadne woke up the next morning, she found that she had turned into a mean half-sister who had used her power to oppress poor, pitiful Isabella.
This happened to her because she did not know how to control her strength even when she was angry. Humans do not use their heads unless money or interests are at stake. Understanding the facts and making rational judgments requires intellectual labor. Since sloth is human nature, even highly intelligent people decided whether it was right or wrong based solely on their emotions and feelings when it came to matters centered on interest.
Ariadne was now vaguely aware of how the human world worked. After being abused by Isabella as a child, she lay in bed and twisted her body in frustration a hundred and a thousand times, simulating the question, 'If I had answered differently back then, would the result have been different?'
Among the many answers that time has found, she will use the correct answer. It was time.
As soon as Isabella took Ariadne's hand, Ariadne took a step back, shaking her body as if she was startled. Her gestures were as if she was very afraid of Isabella. Ariadne brought up her emotions with all her might and made a scary and distressed expression.
Her acting skills were poor, so she couldn't make the tears come out, but she was able to make the same facial expression right before she burst out in tears. Since sloth is human nature, even highly intelligent people decided whether it was right or wrong based solely on their emotions and feelings when it came to matters centered on interest.
"Sister! How can you go around talking about my body?"
This was a battle of momentum. Victory or defeat depended on who would take the place of the more pitiful.
"I really hate that kind of talk... You know I'm scared of that. I don't even like compliments like that. I wish it wasn't mentioned at all.."
Isabella had no idea that Ariadne hated such stories. It was natural that she didn't know. In the first place, Isabella's bullying of Ariadne by talking about the size of her breasts was something that happened in her past life and something that will happen in the future.
By Isabella's standards, she had never really bullied Ariadne. But she didn't need to see Isabella's slight resentment.
Ariadne dramatically covered her chest with her arms and added in a tearful voice.
"... I really hate it when people look at me with strange eyes!"
Ariadne was taking steps backward with a hurt expression, moving away from Isabella step by step. The people of San Carlo were enjoying an exciting sight.
"Oh, I guess there were a lot of people looking at her like an animal, pitiful...!"
"They say there are such dirty people somewhere in San Carlo! The gentlemen of San Carlo don't do that!"
"Didn't you say that that child grew up on a farm when she was young and then moved up? The kid who hasn't learned anything can do that."
"Hmm. If that's the case, then it can happen."
"But is her real sister like that? No matter how much she is my half-sister, she is so mean."
If things continue like this, Isabella, who suddenly became a great person who commented on her breasts and body to her half-sister, who was traumatized by being a sexual object, put one hand forward in embarrassment.
"Ah, Aria. That's not it..."
Ariadne dealt a converting blow to Isabella, who hesitated.
"Is sister even interested in me? I'm 'Ari', not 'Aria'!"
Isabella, speechless, opened her mouth. She seemed to be wondering what to say in her defense. Ariadne did not give Isabella time to escape and pushed straight ahead.
"Even though I'm a new half-sister, it's really too much. I did my best because I wanted to be a good younger sister to you."
After throwing the fatal blow, Ariadne ran out through the crowd with a hurt look on her face. Isabella was the perpetrator of body evaluations that caused her own sister's trauma, a cold-blooded person without love who did not even know her own sister's nickname, and a discriminator without common sense who discriminated against her half-sister.
Isabella, who did not want to be caught out in the crowd while she was the aggressor, escaped from her stage pretending to comfort her sister.
"Aria! Aria! Oh my! Wait!"
She also did not forget to stubbornly stick to my original nickname. He shouldn't have done anything wrong. Defects were unacceptable. When Ariadne and Isabella ran out, the remaining guests all became noisy. Even though everyone was whispering, it felt like the volume went up a notch because everyone opened their mouths at the same time.
"She wore a matching white dress because they're friendly? She really lied, right?"
"Do you know what Isabella said first? It seems like her sister opened her dress on purpose because he enjoyed the attention! Wow, she's been great since then!"
"It's a real breakdown of character!"
For the time being, it seemed that San Carlo's social scene would not be boring.
***
Isabella, who ran out after Ariadne, caught up with her on the stairs leading to the central entrance as she went up to the second floor.
"Hey! You stand there!"
Ariadne was not a fool to stand up, but Isabella ran towards her with truly superhuman strength and snatched Ariadne's sleeve, and Ariadne was forcibly caught at the beginning of the stairs.
"What? You know I hate talking about breasts, right? Hey, you dirty bitch!"
"When did you say something like that!"
The staircase where Isabella grabbed Ariadne was the same landing where Arabella had pushed Isabella and caused her to fall on the first day of Ariadne's arrival. This central staircase was strangely tall and narrow. Isabella stood on the narrow landing and pushed Ariadne hard.
"Are you really good at blaming people?"
Ariadne withstood Isabella's body attack without replying. When Ariadne did not actively resist, Isabella became even more furious and attacked with the intention of pulling out all of Ariadne's hair.
"A bitch who is nothing! I asked you to stand still and how dare you climb up there!"
Isabella, who couldn't control her anger, eventually raised her hand to slap Ariadne.
"You think I can't even bury you in the San Carlo society?!"
Isabella was trying to make a full swing, but her wrist suddenly stopped moving and she twisted her body. Ariadne, who was half a span taller than Isabella, was holding Isabella's wrist tightly.
"Let go of this! You fucking bitch!"
However, Ariadne's powerful hands seemed to have no intention of letting Isabella go, even though they were shaking. Ariadne held Isabella's wrists high above her head and whispered to Isabella's ear with her lips.
"You fucking bitch, stop it."
Isabella stood tall and froze. She never thought she would hear unimaginably harsh words from someone she never imagined could rebel against her......!
Ariadne warned Isabella in quick succession in her low voice.
"Do you think only you who know how to curse?"
Ariadne shook off Isabella's wrist and threw it away as if she were striking her. Isabella, physically overwhelmed, was pushed further back from her momentum, wincing at the pain in her wrist. Isabella took a step back.
Isabella, who was spaced out on the narrow landing, was left hanging precariously on the steep, high stairs. Ariadne pushed her face right in front of Isabella's nose and glared at her like a wild beast stalking her prey.
"Be careful when you sleep at night. Don't forget that we live in the same house. Your room is just across the wooden plank from me in the hallway."
After chewing and spitting her out, Ariadne turned around and left, leaving behind a shocked Isabella. She felt it was a waste of time to waste on someone like Isabella.
It was time for the two main characters to go out and return to the empty party hall to show who was the real owner.
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