Of course, that's not what Cecilia meant when she told Enon not to worry. It was more like, "Your wish won't come true, so don't worry about it."
“You probably don’t know.”
Well, there's no way he could know. Cecilia muttered and looked out the window. The carriage, which had been rolling smoothly, stopped with a rumbling sound as soon as the entrance to the destination came into view.
“I will serve you.”
The carriage door opened. Cecilia was helped out of the carriage, and she glanced around briefly. It was quite crowded, as if there were already guests who had arrived.
“What about the Marchioness of Calibre?”
“She are inside.”
Cecilia was guided inside. There were quite a few people gathered to see the upcoming play. However, Cecilia and Sienna had already reserved their own boxes, so they didn't have to worry about bumping into others.
“Siena.”
“Cecilia, come in.”
Sienna, who had been guarding the seat first, greeted Cecilia with a bright face.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been to the theater.”
“Townhouses are boring.”
“That’s true.”
Sienna giggled and agreed. Cecilia's suggestion to meet at the theater was unexpected, but it seemed like it would cheer her up.
“I heard you start the play again.”
“By the way, this is where the play started?”
In a short time, Sienna's eyes became sharp. She thought that the recent theater incident was a malicious rumor spread by someone to undermine the power of the Duke Line.
“I was also curious about what kind of play they were doing.”
“Yes. It would be better to go and see it. If it looks like something strange is going to happen, it would be better to block it in advance.”
Sienna folded her arms and leaned back in her chair as if to say, "Let's see where it goes."
The play soon began. It was an ordinary play, an adaptation of Wyatt's most famous love story.
“It’s not much different from a normal play.”
“That’s right.”
“Still, the actors acted well, so it was fun to watch.”
Sienna whispered softly. Cecilia did not deny it and agreed with Sienna. It was inevitable since the new play was not ready yet.
“You don’t have to worry about strange stories spreading again. Well, if something like that happened, if you’re in your right mind...”
Cecilia stared across the room, listening to Sienna’s mutterings. The man wearing a white mask covering his eyes made a short gesture and turned his back. It was a signal.
“Siena. Isn’t that guy over there the Marquis of Calibre?”
Sienna turned her head at Cecilia's question. The man standing up in the diagonal viewing box looked familiar. As Cecilia had said, he looked very similar to her husband.
“No way. He said he was going to the palace.”
Sienna tried to deny it at first. But the moment she saw the appearance of a man with a woman on his arm, she couldn't hide the feeling of her heart sinking.
“Cecilia. Can I wake up first? I need to check something.”
“Yes, Sienna.”
As soon as Cecilia answered, Sienna hurriedly left the room. Cecilia also stood up after confirming that Sienna had completely left.
It was because she knew that Siena would not be able to return early. The person sitting diagonally was the Marquis of Calibre. It was Cecilia who had induced him to visit the theater. She had not guessed that he would be accompanied by a woman.
“You can go this way.”
As if he had been waiting, a man showed Cecilia the direction she should go. Cecilia took a step forward without hesitation.
“What does that mean?”
The destination was the place where the meeting between the Third Prince Damon and the puppet pretending to be the leader of the troupe took place.
As Cecilia had expected, Damon came running at the news that the theater he had been keeping an eye on had reopened. Even faster than expected.
“You weren’t the one who created a scandal by linking Her Majesty the Empress and the Duke of Lane?”
Cecilia stepped through the open door. The room had two doors diagonally, and the space was divided by curtains so that the other door could not be seen.
Cecilia quietly hid in a space separated by a curtain. When the actress sitting on the sofa behind the curtain found Cecilia and quietly bowed, Cecilia stood behind her.
Damon was interrogating the actress playing Diana Weavers, unaware that Cecilia had been sneaking in.
“Where are you talking? I want to make money again, but I’m scared of the royal family, so should I just open my mouth?”
Actress Diana only recited the answers Cecilia had prepared. Damon growled that it was a lame excuse. It was not an incomprehensible anger, since they were nobles, royalty, and people for whom honor was the most important.
“I am also sorry for spreading strange rumors, and I didn’t know what to do. I am only sorry for tarnishing Her Majesty the Empress’s honor.”
Diana apologized with all her heart. She was truly a skilled actress, to the point that even Cecilia was impressed.
“But I can’t keep the theater closed forever. I have to eat to live, and this is all I know how to do, Your Highness.”
And then she clung to Damon and begged him to do anything he could. She said she would never put on a play that could be interpreted so strangely as before, and she would do anything that could help him.
“If you want, I can introduce you to that woman.”
"Your acquaintance?"
“Someone advised me to put that play on stage. She said it would definitely be a success.”
Damon narrowed his eyes.
“Is there a woman who advised you to put that play on stage? Who is that?”
“Yes. Actually, she’s a bit crazy...”
Diana nodded, trailing off.
“She said she could see the future.”
“...See the future?”
As Damon muttered, Diana quickly agreed.
“At first I thought she was just a crazy woman, but she was right about everything she said. She predicted my husband would die, told me which actors would be successful, and knew that the play would be a success.”
And then she goes into detail about a crazy woman who can see the future.
“I was told in advance that when I open the theater again, His Highness the Third Prince will come to see me and that she has something to tell you, so she asked me to introduce her.”
Damon still looked completely unconvinced. A faint doubt flickered on his face as if he wasn't sure if he could believe Diana's words.
“She knows the final question that will determine the outcome of the competition.”
The very next moment, Damon's eyes shook at the words that followed. It was already the most stressful issue.
“She know the last question?”
“Yes, she definitely said that.”
“The second question hasn’t even been asked yet?”
“The second time, Your Highness will win anyway.”
Damon stopped dead in his tracks at the actor's answer.
“You said I would win?”
Damon's thoughts about his mother's honor and displeasure had already disappeared. It was because he had a tendency to focus on only one thing. In the past, when one problem bothered him, Damon had never been able to look at other problems.
In an attempt to get rid of the annoying Eden, he completely disappears into the dew of the execution ground.
"Yes."
His often foolish ways came from that. Cecilia guessed that perhaps this personality came from the Emperor. The Emperor, too, was too absorbed in his first love and paid no attention to his new family.
“Where is she? If she had known I would be here today, she would have come.”
Damon recruited Diana.
“She... said that if you assure her that Your Highness will not be curious about her appearance, then she will reveal herself.”
But the answer he got back was not very satisfying. Damon furrowed his brow and glared at the actor in front of him.
“Are you trying to tease me now?”
“No. That’s absolutely not the case...”
“You probably don’t know.”
Well, there's no way he could know. Cecilia muttered and looked out the window. The carriage, which had been rolling smoothly, stopped with a rumbling sound as soon as the entrance to the destination came into view.
“I will serve you.”
The carriage door opened. Cecilia was helped out of the carriage, and she glanced around briefly. It was quite crowded, as if there were already guests who had arrived.
“What about the Marchioness of Calibre?”
“She are inside.”
Cecilia was guided inside. There were quite a few people gathered to see the upcoming play. However, Cecilia and Sienna had already reserved their own boxes, so they didn't have to worry about bumping into others.
“Siena.”
“Cecilia, come in.”
Sienna, who had been guarding the seat first, greeted Cecilia with a bright face.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been to the theater.”
“Townhouses are boring.”
“That’s true.”
Sienna giggled and agreed. Cecilia's suggestion to meet at the theater was unexpected, but it seemed like it would cheer her up.
“I heard you start the play again.”
“By the way, this is where the play started?”
In a short time, Sienna's eyes became sharp. She thought that the recent theater incident was a malicious rumor spread by someone to undermine the power of the Duke Line.
“I was also curious about what kind of play they were doing.”
“Yes. It would be better to go and see it. If it looks like something strange is going to happen, it would be better to block it in advance.”
Sienna folded her arms and leaned back in her chair as if to say, "Let's see where it goes."
The play soon began. It was an ordinary play, an adaptation of Wyatt's most famous love story.
“It’s not much different from a normal play.”
“That’s right.”
“Still, the actors acted well, so it was fun to watch.”
Sienna whispered softly. Cecilia did not deny it and agreed with Sienna. It was inevitable since the new play was not ready yet.
“You don’t have to worry about strange stories spreading again. Well, if something like that happened, if you’re in your right mind...”
Cecilia stared across the room, listening to Sienna’s mutterings. The man wearing a white mask covering his eyes made a short gesture and turned his back. It was a signal.
“Siena. Isn’t that guy over there the Marquis of Calibre?”
Sienna turned her head at Cecilia's question. The man standing up in the diagonal viewing box looked familiar. As Cecilia had said, he looked very similar to her husband.
“No way. He said he was going to the palace.”
Sienna tried to deny it at first. But the moment she saw the appearance of a man with a woman on his arm, she couldn't hide the feeling of her heart sinking.
“Cecilia. Can I wake up first? I need to check something.”
“Yes, Sienna.”
As soon as Cecilia answered, Sienna hurriedly left the room. Cecilia also stood up after confirming that Sienna had completely left.
It was because she knew that Siena would not be able to return early. The person sitting diagonally was the Marquis of Calibre. It was Cecilia who had induced him to visit the theater. She had not guessed that he would be accompanied by a woman.
“You can go this way.”
As if he had been waiting, a man showed Cecilia the direction she should go. Cecilia took a step forward without hesitation.
“What does that mean?”
The destination was the place where the meeting between the Third Prince Damon and the puppet pretending to be the leader of the troupe took place.
As Cecilia had expected, Damon came running at the news that the theater he had been keeping an eye on had reopened. Even faster than expected.
“You weren’t the one who created a scandal by linking Her Majesty the Empress and the Duke of Lane?”
Cecilia stepped through the open door. The room had two doors diagonally, and the space was divided by curtains so that the other door could not be seen.
Cecilia quietly hid in a space separated by a curtain. When the actress sitting on the sofa behind the curtain found Cecilia and quietly bowed, Cecilia stood behind her.
Damon was interrogating the actress playing Diana Weavers, unaware that Cecilia had been sneaking in.
“Where are you talking? I want to make money again, but I’m scared of the royal family, so should I just open my mouth?”
Actress Diana only recited the answers Cecilia had prepared. Damon growled that it was a lame excuse. It was not an incomprehensible anger, since they were nobles, royalty, and people for whom honor was the most important.
“I am also sorry for spreading strange rumors, and I didn’t know what to do. I am only sorry for tarnishing Her Majesty the Empress’s honor.”
Diana apologized with all her heart. She was truly a skilled actress, to the point that even Cecilia was impressed.
“But I can’t keep the theater closed forever. I have to eat to live, and this is all I know how to do, Your Highness.”
And then she clung to Damon and begged him to do anything he could. She said she would never put on a play that could be interpreted so strangely as before, and she would do anything that could help him.
“If you want, I can introduce you to that woman.”
"Your acquaintance?"
“Someone advised me to put that play on stage. She said it would definitely be a success.”
Damon narrowed his eyes.
“Is there a woman who advised you to put that play on stage? Who is that?”
“Yes. Actually, she’s a bit crazy...”
Diana nodded, trailing off.
“She said she could see the future.”
“...See the future?”
As Damon muttered, Diana quickly agreed.
“At first I thought she was just a crazy woman, but she was right about everything she said. She predicted my husband would die, told me which actors would be successful, and knew that the play would be a success.”
And then she goes into detail about a crazy woman who can see the future.
“I was told in advance that when I open the theater again, His Highness the Third Prince will come to see me and that she has something to tell you, so she asked me to introduce her.”
Damon still looked completely unconvinced. A faint doubt flickered on his face as if he wasn't sure if he could believe Diana's words.
“She knows the final question that will determine the outcome of the competition.”
The very next moment, Damon's eyes shook at the words that followed. It was already the most stressful issue.
“She know the last question?”
“Yes, she definitely said that.”
“The second question hasn’t even been asked yet?”
“The second time, Your Highness will win anyway.”
Damon stopped dead in his tracks at the actor's answer.
“You said I would win?”
Damon's thoughts about his mother's honor and displeasure had already disappeared. It was because he had a tendency to focus on only one thing. In the past, when one problem bothered him, Damon had never been able to look at other problems.
In an attempt to get rid of the annoying Eden, he completely disappears into the dew of the execution ground.
"Yes."
His often foolish ways came from that. Cecilia guessed that perhaps this personality came from the Emperor. The Emperor, too, was too absorbed in his first love and paid no attention to his new family.
“Where is she? If she had known I would be here today, she would have come.”
Damon recruited Diana.
“She... said that if you assure her that Your Highness will not be curious about her appearance, then she will reveal herself.”
But the answer he got back was not very satisfying. Damon furrowed his brow and glared at the actor in front of him.
“Are you trying to tease me now?”
“No. That’s absolutely not the case...”
“Then what do you want me to do with you now?”
Damon growled and threatened Diana.
“She never shows her face. I have never seen her face either. She said she wanted to get a promise in advance so that she wouldn’t be offended when she met you.”
Diana, with a deadened expression on her face, continued to say what she had to say. Damon brushed his hair back from his forehead with an annoyed expression.
“Call her right now. I won’t ask her to show me her face.”
Cecilia, who had heard that, put her mouth to the ear of the actor sitting on the sofa.
“Tell them it’s okay to open the curtains halfway.”
The actress spoke exactly as if she was being manipulated by Cecilia's whispers. The curtain rose, revealing her waist.
“Nice to meet you, Your Highness the Third Prince.”
“Who are you?”
“I am a vagabond. I often hear the voice of God.”
Damon, who had gotten up from his seat, glared at the woman sitting on the chair, whose face was probably there. He had given permission, but her face looked displeased that her identity was being obscured.
“Why did you put that crappy play on stage?”
“Because I only asked God to predict the success of the play. God said it would be successful.”
It wasn't a wrong statement. Damon glared at Diana, then turned his gaze back to the strange woman. Then, he snorted and sat down on the chair. He was facing the woman sitting on the chair.
“It was just that things turned out that way unintentionally, so I wanted to see Your Highness the Third Prince to apologize.”
“Is that something to do with competition?”
"You're right."
Damon wiggled his hips with excitement at the positive answer.
“What did you hear?”
“The second time, He said to go ahead and do as you wish.”
Damon rolled his eyes slowly.
“And the third is...”
The actress broke off slowly. Damon looked across at her with anxious eyes.
“You probably don’t completely trust me yet.”
Damon's face turned nervous. It wasn't the answer he had expected, but it was disappointing.
“If I were you, would I immediately believe in your existence?”
“So that you can believe in my existence, let me tell you one thing.”
Cecilia was not discouraged. However, the voice of the actor reciting Cecilia's words was slightly trembling. It was because she was overwhelmed by the atmosphere between the two people who were fighting.
“What question will the Emperor pose in the third competition?”
“...”
"It's none."
Damon growled and threatened Diana.
“She never shows her face. I have never seen her face either. She said she wanted to get a promise in advance so that she wouldn’t be offended when she met you.”
Diana, with a deadened expression on her face, continued to say what she had to say. Damon brushed his hair back from his forehead with an annoyed expression.
“Call her right now. I won’t ask her to show me her face.”
Cecilia, who had heard that, put her mouth to the ear of the actor sitting on the sofa.
“Tell them it’s okay to open the curtains halfway.”
The actress spoke exactly as if she was being manipulated by Cecilia's whispers. The curtain rose, revealing her waist.
“Nice to meet you, Your Highness the Third Prince.”
“Who are you?”
“I am a vagabond. I often hear the voice of God.”
Damon, who had gotten up from his seat, glared at the woman sitting on the chair, whose face was probably there. He had given permission, but her face looked displeased that her identity was being obscured.
“Why did you put that crappy play on stage?”
“Because I only asked God to predict the success of the play. God said it would be successful.”
It wasn't a wrong statement. Damon glared at Diana, then turned his gaze back to the strange woman. Then, he snorted and sat down on the chair. He was facing the woman sitting on the chair.
“It was just that things turned out that way unintentionally, so I wanted to see Your Highness the Third Prince to apologize.”
“Is that something to do with competition?”
"You're right."
Damon wiggled his hips with excitement at the positive answer.
“What did you hear?”
“The second time, He said to go ahead and do as you wish.”
Damon rolled his eyes slowly.
“And the third is...”
The actress broke off slowly. Damon looked across at her with anxious eyes.
“You probably don’t completely trust me yet.”
Damon's face turned nervous. It wasn't the answer he had expected, but it was disappointing.
“If I were you, would I immediately believe in your existence?”
“So that you can believe in my existence, let me tell you one thing.”
Cecilia was not discouraged. However, the voice of the actor reciting Cecilia's words was slightly trembling. It was because she was overwhelmed by the atmosphere between the two people who were fighting.
“What question will the Emperor pose in the third competition?”
“...”
"It's none."
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