TVTLQ - Chapter 35
The Villainess Wants To Live Quietly
As the Crown Prince of the empire, Rexed was always the center of attention. He was the Empress's legitimate son and the son who would inherit the Emperor's throne.
Is that all?
He had the strong backs of the Duke of Somerset, and the Empress's parents' family, and his personal abilities were also outstanding. Above all, the Emperor was quite fond of him.
In an already-decided succession structure, who would want to be overlooked by Rexed?
Everyone was anxious to please him and tried to please him. Because of this, he has always lived by getting what he wants.
For him, it was impossible for him to be forced to give up something for some reason.
But today something like that happened.
"..."
Rexed looked at the banquet hall with a stern expression. Did he want to express the joy of regaining his lost daughter?
The Princess's birthday banquet, which the Duke himself prepared, was as extravagant and dazzling as the imperial family's events.
And Estelle Montrose, the star of today's banquet, was dancing in the middle of the ballroom with an equally dazzling appearance.
The light pink dress swayed gently as she moved. Fluttering like a flower. Everyone was focused on Estelle and could not take their eyes off her.
When the song was over, he watched closely to become the next partner.
"That's annoying."
And that made Rexed feel bad. Clearly, he had no personal interest in the Princess of Montrose.
His presence here today was simply in accordance with the Empress' orders. After his sister Penelope's marriage was confirmed, the Empress wanted to quickly find a partner for Rexed as well.
Accordingly, they continued to try to send him out to events where many young nobles gathered.
It's annoying so Rexed has refused everything so far. He had to avoid the place even more because Rosenia followed him wherever he went.
However, Pierre was not invited to today's banquet, and Calix said he would go as well, so he attended...
'I am truly honored to have my first dance with Your Majesty.'
Estelle Montrose, who danced with him for the first time, was like a fairy.
The smooth voice whispering through its small lips was like the chirping of a lark. The soft skin of the body he was quietly leaning against leaves a lingering scent.
The bright smile kept flashing before his eyes. It didn't feel like this when they met at the imperial palace.
Maybe it was the dazzling lights of this dazzling ballroom and the sweet scent of champagne that was dazzling him.
Rexed thought he wanted to be in closer contact with this woman. He wondered how this woman would act if she were left alone with him.
But before he could answer his question, Estelle slipped out of his arms and danced with other men. Occasionally making eye contact with him, as if deliberately provoking him.
From that point on, Rexed didn't like it at all.
"Lady, would you like to dance a song with me?"
Now even Calix has stepped forward.
Rexed's brow furrowed when he saw Calix asking Estelle to dance. He was a long-time friend of Calix, and they grew up sharing quite a lot in common.
It was Calix who was closer to him than his biological sibling, Penelope, and closer to his parents, the Emperor and Empress.
He did not hold back on giving to Calix, as he was someone he would keep by his side and use closely when he became Emperor.
It was also because he knew that Calix would cross his line and not want anything more than that. But what on earth is this feeling?
A sticky feeling began to bloom. Rexed felt stuffy and depressed, as if his stomach was weighing on him. It was the first kind of discomfort he felt.
Especially since the target includes Calix.
However, Rexed's discomfort was completely shattered the moment Calix started dancing.
"What?"
Why can't he dance like that? Just like an amateur.
Calix can't dance.
Even though he couldn't dance, Calix could dance very well. It feels like a log is rolling around.
'Bravo! It's perfect!"
Calix was a talented dancer recognized even by the imperial family's strict etiquette teacher.
Every time he danced, the etiquette teacher praised him, saying it was like a butterfly flying around.
Have you ever said that you can feel a refined elegance in every hand gesture or gesture?
He thinks it was also said that it had a soul. But what on earth is that piece of wood? When a couple of nicely decorated men and women were put together, it became a painting.
If it were really a painting, many people would have applauded, saying they could feel the excitement of youth.
However, the two people were actually moving, and as a result, one side's shortcomings were clearly noticeable.
The one who was lacking here was Calix.
When dancing, men should lead women. However, he didn't know what was going on, but since Calix couldn't do that, Estelle was also wandering around.
'It's somehow hard to see.'
Rexed frowned. In a different way than before, he hoped that the song would end quickly. Finally, the band stopped playing and the moment he had been waiting for came.
Clap clap clap clap!
Seasoned socialites applauded even after seeing the messy dance. When he heard the applause, it was the dance of the century.
Rexed approached the two people.
"It was a great dance."
"Thank you."
Anyone could see that it was ironic, but Calix quickly expressed his gratitude.
Why is this guy like this today?
Did he not pick up something properly?
"Why don't you dance one more song?"
"Yes, I will."
He even said he would dance to one more song. Rexed looked intently at Calix's face.
His old friend was neither clueless nor bad at dancing. In that sense, today's Calix was very, very strange.
"Ah..."
Estelle, who was caught between the two men, blushed as if she was embarrassed.
With a face that seemed to be pleading for people not to fight because of him. Sensitive people's eyes lit up at this interesting situation.
Maybe now is the moment when the two best men in the empire compete for one woman!
"Follow me for a moment."
Rexed, conscious of the gaze, gestured to Calix. He led Calix to the balcony.
As Rexed lowered the curtain and closed the door, he was instantly cut off from the people in the banquet hall.
Calix stood awkwardly in his seat. Rexed, leaning crookedly on the railing, crossed his arms and said.
"What's wrong with you today?"
"What are you talking about, Your Majesty?"
There is no one else right now. It's very strange that he keeps raising his voice and avoiding eye contact.
Rexed looked at Calix carefully.
Calix, who had only rolled her eyes at his hot gaze, smiled shyly.
"Haha. What's the matter..."
While spitting out casual words that seemed barely concocted. Rexed, who had been staring at him like that for a while, grinned.
"No, nothing."
Calix looked visibly relieved at his smile.
Rexed naturally approached Calix and playfully tapped him on the shoulder.
"I feel like you're more stylish today. Aren't you being too pushy just because it's the princess's birthday? You said he wasn't interested."
"Haha, it's the same as usual, but what? Even Your Highness the Crown Prince..."
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
"Oh, no. Re, re, Your Highness Rexed."
Calix closed his eyes tightly.
"Rexed, you're cooler."
"I am always perfect."
Rexed, who accepted the other person's words in a flowing manner, suddenly spoke as if something occurred to him.
"Now that I think about it, Carl. Do you remember that you asked me to have lunch with you next week?"
"Uh? Ah, yes."
"I said that day might be the last time I have any personal time. So don't be late. Because you are expecting a lot."
"Haha, then. You are stating the obvious."
"Of course, I should say it. I don't know if the wrong guy might come that day like today."
"Huh? What... Wow!"
A large hand instantly lifted Calix's chin.
His brain rang from the powerful recoil. Without missing the opportunity, Rexed tied Calix's arms behind his back.
In the blink of an eye, Calix was hanging on the railing with his stomach caught, and he let out a pained groan.
Rexed asked, leaning close to his back.
"Who are you?"
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