It was a very unfamiliar color to the man.
He stared at me for a moment, then approached me step by step.
“I looked for you for a long time, but you ran away.”
Did you originally have a voice like that?
The infinitely cold voice felt eerie. An unknown emotion slowly rose from the tips of my toes and began to strangle my throat.
“Surely you weren’t on your way to the Crown Prince?”
Thud, thud-.
The sound of the dirt crunching under Carsis' feet resonates quietly.
My stomach lurched with each step he took toward me.
“It shouldn’t be like that.”
Why Carsis.
Why on earth!
The questions that were tangled in my head for a moment, and the vague fear of death gradually revealed their true form.
Carsis, who had come within arm's reach of her, raised his sword high toward me.
'I'm dying...!'
This is how it ends.
You could say it's an ending fit for a villainess.
I, who had given up on everything, closed my eyes tightly in preparation for the pain that was to come.
However.
I heard the sound of a sword being sheathed.
'What.'
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling strange that I didn't feel any pain.
Then, Carsis, who had been looking down at me from above, knelt down to my eye level.
'Uh?'
Then he lifted my left foot, which was full of bruises, and brought it close to his lips.
Then, I felt a hot, wet lump of flesh on the top of my foot.
“Ugh.”
I stuttered at the unexpected moment, the unimaginable physical contact.
“What are you, what are you doing...”
But regardless, the man was just licking my feet as if he was savoring something sweet.
The feet that were full of saliva were soaked with the man's saliva.
And the man's tongue gradually moves upward, past my feet.
“Yes, wait a minute...!”
I pushed Carsis' shoulder with a look of astonishment.
He looks up at me, seeing the distance between us suddenly growing further.
As if the tongue had been teasing me down there.
“No, betrayal.”
Hot and persistent.
“If you abandon a dog that was already abandoned, it might bite its owner this time.”
With half-tasted eyes.
“Ugh...”
My eyes slowly opened as I tossed and turned in bed.
I slowly closed and opened my eyes repeatedly, and began to understand the situation.
'I ran away with the knight, met Carsis, and then...'
What happened?
I tried to recall the following content, but my mind was as hazy as a foggy lakeside.
I think I lost consciousness.
“Rather than that, here...”
I glanced around quickly.
Filled with expensive-looking furniture and bedding, this was the room where I first opened my eyes after seeing the Emperor's corpse.
Maybe it's because I saw it once.
The picture of an angel filling the ceiling looked familiar.
Why on earth do you keep bringing me to this room?
As I stood up, my body, which weighed a thousand pounds, began to feel a splitting headache.
My whole body felt creaky like I woke up one morning after drinking strong alcohol.
I was frowning and pressing my temples with my fingers.
There was a creaking sound, and the door that seemed unopenable opened cautiously.
And in the meantime, a familiar face came into the room.
"...You."
“Are you awake?”
An unidentified maid with red hair.
It was Jenna.
I looked at the maid with a wary gaze at her unexpected appearance.
But Jenna just kept talking, putting the trolley in front of me, regardless of what I said.
“You must be very hungry. Well, you slept for two days. The doctor said that you collapsed from stress because you had been worrying about a lot. He said that there was nothing wrong with your body, so if you just rest well, you will get better soon.”
Jenna's attitude was so natural that it made me wonder if everything that had happened was a dream.
“You haven’t eaten in a long time, so I think you might have a hard time eating oily food, so I prepared some light soup and soft bread. Please eat quickly.”
As I opened the lid of the tray on the trolley, the delicious smell of soup began to fill the room.
It was not a lie that Jenna had said that two days had already passed.
As soon as I smelled the food, my stomach reacted.
But I, who still hadn't let my guard down, just stared at the food on the table.
I couldn't easily pick up the fork for fear that it might be poisoned.
Jenna urged me again, not knowing whether she knew what was on my mind or not.
“Eat quickly. The food will get cold.”
“...Uh, yeah.”
Finally, I, who had been hesitating again, carefully picked up the spoon.
Then I took a spoonful of the soup, steaming hot, and put it in my mouth.
The richness of mashed potatoes and the smooth cream lingered on my tongue in harmony.
“How is it? Does it suit your taste?”
“Yeah.. It’s delicious.”
In fact, I couldn't understand the situation at all, taste or anything.
Why am I alive when I should have died originally?
It's not enough that I'm still alive. I wonder why I'm being treated like this in the palace.
'Is it because of Carsis?'
I recalled the last time I saw Carsis' face.
He had his usual black hair, but his eyes were not like those of the man I knew.
'It was definitely a red eye.'
These weren't the brown eyes I knew.
The night of the rebellion. The appearance of Carsis that I encountered at the end of the long hallway matched the appearance of the traitor described in the book.
'Carsis was a traitor.'
How can that be?
Carsis had been living with Elizabeth at the Cretian mansion since she was 12 years old.
'There is no reason for Carsis, who grew up with Elizabeth since childhood, to rebel...'
There's no way he's a traitor. I was just mistaken, that's what I thought at the time.
The characteristics of the Clepius family that I had seen in the library in the past flashed through my mind.
The Clepius family has had golden hair and red eyes that shine like the sun for generations.
I don't know about black hair, but I've never seen red eyes except for the Emperor and the Crown Prince. It wasn't a common color...
I don't know about anything else, but the red eyes of the man staring at me were clearly engraved in my mind.
'Does Carsis have some kind of secret about his birth that is related to the royal family?'
It turns out that Carsis is the abandoned royal bloodline...
But that didn't stop me from thinking about the fact that his hair was black.
I, who had been thinking about various assumptions, put down my spoon.
And then I blurted out the question I had been pondering countless times, wondering whether to ask it or not.
“Jenna, you know...”
“Yes. Go ahead.”
“...What happened to the rebellion?”
Jenna's hand, which was filling my empty glass with water, paused for a moment.
But as if nothing had happened, she moved smoothly and put the water bottle down.
Before I knew it, a bright smile appeared on Jenna's lips.
“Don’t worry! It ended well!”
It ended well.
I racked my brain trying to figure out what she meant.
'Did the rebels get subdued and the whole thing come to a successful conclusion? Or did the rebellion end successfully?'
If it was the latter, it was definitely not a good situation for me.
It was when I hesitated to answer, not understanding what Jenna meant.
The maid continued in an even brighter voice.
“The resistance was a bit more severe than I expected, but it’s not a big deal. Lord Carsis will take care of everything soon. He’s currently clearing the palace to deal with the remaining forces.”
"..I see."
I answered, barely able to overcome the lump in her throat.
Jenna's answer made everything clear.
The rebellion was successful, and the instigator of the rebellion was Carsis.
My hands, hidden under the tablecloth, were white.
Perhaps, the reason I am still breathing now is because of Carsis' orders.
The Carsis I've been watching over is someone who could never kill Elizabeth.
However...
'What happened to the original heroine?'
If things were as they were, the traitor would ascend to the throne as Emperor, then meet the heroine and diligently film her for R19.
But it seemed unlikely that the Carsis I knew would fall in love with any other woman but Elizabeth.
'Of course, you can mix bodies without mind...'
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He stared at me for a moment, then approached me step by step.
“I looked for you for a long time, but you ran away.”
Did you originally have a voice like that?
The infinitely cold voice felt eerie. An unknown emotion slowly rose from the tips of my toes and began to strangle my throat.
“Surely you weren’t on your way to the Crown Prince?”
Thud, thud-.
The sound of the dirt crunching under Carsis' feet resonates quietly.
My stomach lurched with each step he took toward me.
“It shouldn’t be like that.”
Why Carsis.
Why on earth!
The questions that were tangled in my head for a moment, and the vague fear of death gradually revealed their true form.
Carsis, who had come within arm's reach of her, raised his sword high toward me.
'I'm dying...!'
This is how it ends.
You could say it's an ending fit for a villainess.
I, who had given up on everything, closed my eyes tightly in preparation for the pain that was to come.
However.
I heard the sound of a sword being sheathed.
'What.'
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling strange that I didn't feel any pain.
Then, Carsis, who had been looking down at me from above, knelt down to my eye level.
'Uh?'
Then he lifted my left foot, which was full of bruises, and brought it close to his lips.
Then, I felt a hot, wet lump of flesh on the top of my foot.
“Ugh.”
I stuttered at the unexpected moment, the unimaginable physical contact.
“What are you, what are you doing...”
But regardless, the man was just licking my feet as if he was savoring something sweet.
The feet that were full of saliva were soaked with the man's saliva.
And the man's tongue gradually moves upward, past my feet.
“Yes, wait a minute...!”
I pushed Carsis' shoulder with a look of astonishment.
He looks up at me, seeing the distance between us suddenly growing further.
As if the tongue had been teasing me down there.
“No, betrayal.”
Hot and persistent.
“If you abandon a dog that was already abandoned, it might bite its owner this time.”
With half-tasted eyes.
***
“Ugh...”
My eyes slowly opened as I tossed and turned in bed.
I slowly closed and opened my eyes repeatedly, and began to understand the situation.
'I ran away with the knight, met Carsis, and then...'
What happened?
I tried to recall the following content, but my mind was as hazy as a foggy lakeside.
I think I lost consciousness.
“Rather than that, here...”
I glanced around quickly.
Filled with expensive-looking furniture and bedding, this was the room where I first opened my eyes after seeing the Emperor's corpse.
Maybe it's because I saw it once.
The picture of an angel filling the ceiling looked familiar.
Why on earth do you keep bringing me to this room?
As I stood up, my body, which weighed a thousand pounds, began to feel a splitting headache.
My whole body felt creaky like I woke up one morning after drinking strong alcohol.
I was frowning and pressing my temples with my fingers.
There was a creaking sound, and the door that seemed unopenable opened cautiously.
And in the meantime, a familiar face came into the room.
"...You."
“Are you awake?”
An unidentified maid with red hair.
It was Jenna.
I looked at the maid with a wary gaze at her unexpected appearance.
But Jenna just kept talking, putting the trolley in front of me, regardless of what I said.
“You must be very hungry. Well, you slept for two days. The doctor said that you collapsed from stress because you had been worrying about a lot. He said that there was nothing wrong with your body, so if you just rest well, you will get better soon.”
Jenna's attitude was so natural that it made me wonder if everything that had happened was a dream.
“You haven’t eaten in a long time, so I think you might have a hard time eating oily food, so I prepared some light soup and soft bread. Please eat quickly.”
As I opened the lid of the tray on the trolley, the delicious smell of soup began to fill the room.
It was not a lie that Jenna had said that two days had already passed.
As soon as I smelled the food, my stomach reacted.
But I, who still hadn't let my guard down, just stared at the food on the table.
I couldn't easily pick up the fork for fear that it might be poisoned.
Jenna urged me again, not knowing whether she knew what was on my mind or not.
“Eat quickly. The food will get cold.”
“...Uh, yeah.”
Finally, I, who had been hesitating again, carefully picked up the spoon.
Then I took a spoonful of the soup, steaming hot, and put it in my mouth.
The richness of mashed potatoes and the smooth cream lingered on my tongue in harmony.
“How is it? Does it suit your taste?”
“Yeah.. It’s delicious.”
In fact, I couldn't understand the situation at all, taste or anything.
Why am I alive when I should have died originally?
It's not enough that I'm still alive. I wonder why I'm being treated like this in the palace.
'Is it because of Carsis?'
I recalled the last time I saw Carsis' face.
He had his usual black hair, but his eyes were not like those of the man I knew.
'It was definitely a red eye.'
These weren't the brown eyes I knew.
The night of the rebellion. The appearance of Carsis that I encountered at the end of the long hallway matched the appearance of the traitor described in the book.
'Carsis was a traitor.'
How can that be?
Carsis had been living with Elizabeth at the Cretian mansion since she was 12 years old.
'There is no reason for Carsis, who grew up with Elizabeth since childhood, to rebel...'
There's no way he's a traitor. I was just mistaken, that's what I thought at the time.
The characteristics of the Clepius family that I had seen in the library in the past flashed through my mind.
The Clepius family has had golden hair and red eyes that shine like the sun for generations.
I don't know about black hair, but I've never seen red eyes except for the Emperor and the Crown Prince. It wasn't a common color...
I don't know about anything else, but the red eyes of the man staring at me were clearly engraved in my mind.
'Does Carsis have some kind of secret about his birth that is related to the royal family?'
It turns out that Carsis is the abandoned royal bloodline...
But that didn't stop me from thinking about the fact that his hair was black.
I, who had been thinking about various assumptions, put down my spoon.
And then I blurted out the question I had been pondering countless times, wondering whether to ask it or not.
“Jenna, you know...”
“Yes. Go ahead.”
“...What happened to the rebellion?”
Jenna's hand, which was filling my empty glass with water, paused for a moment.
But as if nothing had happened, she moved smoothly and put the water bottle down.
Before I knew it, a bright smile appeared on Jenna's lips.
“Don’t worry! It ended well!”
It ended well.
I racked my brain trying to figure out what she meant.
'Did the rebels get subdued and the whole thing come to a successful conclusion? Or did the rebellion end successfully?'
If it was the latter, it was definitely not a good situation for me.
It was when I hesitated to answer, not understanding what Jenna meant.
The maid continued in an even brighter voice.
“The resistance was a bit more severe than I expected, but it’s not a big deal. Lord Carsis will take care of everything soon. He’s currently clearing the palace to deal with the remaining forces.”
"..I see."
I answered, barely able to overcome the lump in her throat.
Jenna's answer made everything clear.
The rebellion was successful, and the instigator of the rebellion was Carsis.
My hands, hidden under the tablecloth, were white.
Perhaps, the reason I am still breathing now is because of Carsis' orders.
The Carsis I've been watching over is someone who could never kill Elizabeth.
However...
'What happened to the original heroine?'
If things were as they were, the traitor would ascend to the throne as Emperor, then meet the heroine and diligently film her for R19.
But it seemed unlikely that the Carsis I knew would fall in love with any other woman but Elizabeth.
'Of course, you can mix bodies without mind...'
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