Immediately after Chloe left, only Andrea's maids remained in the Princess's palace, where their master had departed.
Soon, the head maid of the Prince's palace would summon them back to their original place in the palace.
The palace is in a state of chaos right now, and the head maid seems to have forgotten about them. Judging by the fact that no instructions have been given yet.
“It’s a vacation until the maid remembers us!”
The maids were thrilled.
They didn't really care about Chloe's feelings, but now they don't need to care anymore.
They each spent their free time doing what they wanted, wherever they wanted.
Some of them even lay on Chloe's bed and chatted without fear.
Then one of them noticed a white piece of paper sticking out from behind the drawer opposite.
“What is that?”
She approached absentmindedly, grabbed the corner of the paper with the tips of her fingernails, and carefully pulled it out.
“Don’t worry. I’ll follow you...?”
The maid read the words written on the paper and showed it to her colleagues with a disgusted grimace.
The maids gathered together and looked at the note.
"What?"
“What does this mean?”
The maid who first discovered the note scoffed and said:
"What the heck? Another double role. Look carefully. It's the Princess's handwriting."
Then she started shivering as if she was getting goosebumps.
"She's good at mumbling to herself as if she's talking to someone else. I guess she's even exchanging notes with herself now?"
“Ugh, I feel sick.”
"How did she get so crazy? Sometimes I see her and she seems normal, but when I see her locked in her room muttering to herself, I can tell she's completely crazy."
“But I don’t know why. Tsk tsk.”
“So, isn’t that why the Empress sent her to Ronheim to get rid of her from the palace? So she can never come back?”
“But what if Marquis Rodrian sees that pathetic sight and thinks she's possessed by a ghost and sends her back?”
“Phew! That’s so pitiful!”
The maids giggled and gossiped about Chloe.
Chloe had deliberately hidden the piece of paper behind a drawer, fearing the maids would catch her emptying the trash, but it was all for naught, as the maids laughed at it, and it was thrown into the trash.
At that time, Andrea, who did not even see Chloe off as he left under the pretext of visiting the Emperor, was drinking at a high-class bar outside the palace, not to mention visiting her.
He was very annoyed and grumbling.
"What on earth is Mother thinking? Why is she suddenly sending that girl to Marquis Rodrian?"
Andrea was always fascinated by Kavala's words, but this time, he was completely dissatisfied with Kavala's decision.
Because the marriage between Chloe and Viscount Pelsus was Andrea's own plan from the beginning.
He was finally able to break free from his mother's shadow and do something on his own.
Andrea drank sips of strong liquor one after another, feeling sorry for the huge sum of money he had received from Viscount Pelsus in exchange for arranging his marriage to Chloe.
"Shit!"
How much hard-earned money?
It was a pity, as if it had just come into his pocket and disappeared.
He lamented in a drunken, garbled voice.
“Do you know how much I tried to coax and comfort that girl when she whined about not wanting to get married?”
“Ha! Do you not want the Princess to marry me?”
Viscount Pelsus, who sat across from Andrea, sharing a drink with him, scowled as if his pride had been hurt. His pointed goatee twitched beneath his chin.
Unlike Andrea, who was very drunk, the Viscount was only pretending to drink and was listening to Andrea's story with a clear mind.
He was in his 40s, and he bowed lowly even when Andrea, who was much younger, spoke to him rudely, as if he were a servant.
Although he was a Viscount, he was a commoner who had bought his title with money, and it felt very impressive to him that he was sitting across from the Prince who would become the Emperor.
Andrea said, forcing his eyes open.
"It's all about the looks. She whined so much about not wanting to marry you, yet she fell for Marquis Rodrian so easily. She's a crazy woman. Isn't it disgusting to live with such a savage?"
Although everything was just Andrea's claim, Viscount Pelsus believed his words without question.
The Viscount's face turned red and blue.
His hand holding the glass was trembling.
'That barbarian is of royal descent, so he's okay, but I'm of commoner descent, so you don't like me?'
His pride was hurt, and he couldn't bear it.
He thought it was a good opportunity to get in touch with the royal family, so he bet a huge amount of money along with his wife's position on a woman who was said to be insane.
But she disregarded his sincerity and married Marquis Rodrian.
'How much you have ignored me!'
He was overcome with anger, but the target of his anger was not Andrea.
Viscount Felsus barely suppressed his emotions and clung to Andrea.
"Since the Princess is still in Arrental, isn't there something you can do, Your Highness? You've already received investment funds in advance as collateral for the marriage..."
Andrea had promised Viscount Pelsus that he would marry Chloe and had received one-third of the money he was supposed to pay after the wedding in advance.
When Viscount Pelsus brought up the subject, Andrea frowned as if he was offended.
"Are you daring to threaten me with that investment right now? Just returning the money would be enough! Are you afraid I won't be able to return it? Right now?"
Viscount Pelsus jumped up and waved his hand.
"How could that be possible! No, I'm just saying that everything was so far along that you could have assured me that it was a shame it ended up like this. So, if possible, please do something about it now..."
It was Andrea who failed to keep his promise, but Viscount Pelsus was unable to move and was sweating profusely as he watched Andrea's reaction.
Andrea, on the other hand, was irritated by Viscount Pelsus.
"Mother said she'd send Chloe to Ronheim, so what else do you want me to do? Stop pressuring me. I already have a headache. Hey, I'm losing my appetite."
Andrea called out loudly to the waiter outside the room and ordered him to bring him more expensive drinks.
The waiter was so excited that he brought out the best liquor.
Viscount Pelsus, who saw that, glanced at the clerk without Andrea knowing.
"Is this crazy? This is someone else's money. How much are you planning to rip me off?"
As always, the money for Andrea's drinks would come out of the pocket of Viscount Pelsus.
Viscount Pelsus was already spending heavily on entertainment for Andrea, whom he hoped would be treated well under the pretext of marrying Chloe.
'The marriage is already ruined.'
No matter how much money he had, Viscount Pelsus was desperately trying to save up for the alcohol Andrea was drinking.
But he couldn't tell him to stop drinking, so he just felt bad.
At that moment, Andrea grumbled as he poured the drink into his mouth.
"I wish that unlucky bastard, the Marquis, would just die. If someone kills him, I'll cover up his crime and give him a huge reward."
When he heard those words, the expression on Viscount Pelsus's face brightened.
He looked at Andrea in a sly voice as if he were joking.
“Then will you give the Princess to me again?”
Andrea nodded heartily.
“Oh, of course. Even if you were to take her in as a Princess who abandoned her body to a savage, wouldn’t she be grateful?”
“I don’t really care about that.”
"Really? I've felt this way before, but you are quite generous in that regard. If I were you, I'd be so disgusted by a woman who'd slept with a guy like that that I wouldn't even want to hug her."
“I am fine, so if the opportunity arises again, please do pursue marriage with the Princess, Your Highness.”
“Oh, then, then. That’s right. Let’s do that.”
“You promised.”
From the beginning, Viscount Pelsus had no intention of having a normal married life with Chloe.
Because he just needs the background of the royal family.
After marriage, such a woman would be locked in a basement and left to breathe.
'Even if someone finds out later, rumors will spread that she's crazy anyway, so if I don't lock her up, I can just say I didn't know what she'd do. What good is a crazy woman?'
Viscount Pelsus's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, as if he still had not given up on marrying Chloe.
Didn't Andrea just promise?
He promised to cover up his crimes and give him a great reward if he killed Callius. He even promised to marry Chloe.
Viscount Pelsus smiled with a hazy look in his eyes. His eyes were plotting a vile scheme.
Soon, the head maid of the Prince's palace would summon them back to their original place in the palace.
The palace is in a state of chaos right now, and the head maid seems to have forgotten about them. Judging by the fact that no instructions have been given yet.
“It’s a vacation until the maid remembers us!”
The maids were thrilled.
They didn't really care about Chloe's feelings, but now they don't need to care anymore.
They each spent their free time doing what they wanted, wherever they wanted.
Some of them even lay on Chloe's bed and chatted without fear.
Then one of them noticed a white piece of paper sticking out from behind the drawer opposite.
“What is that?”
She approached absentmindedly, grabbed the corner of the paper with the tips of her fingernails, and carefully pulled it out.
“Don’t worry. I’ll follow you...?”
The maid read the words written on the paper and showed it to her colleagues with a disgusted grimace.
The maids gathered together and looked at the note.
"What?"
“What does this mean?”
The maid who first discovered the note scoffed and said:
"What the heck? Another double role. Look carefully. It's the Princess's handwriting."
Then she started shivering as if she was getting goosebumps.
"She's good at mumbling to herself as if she's talking to someone else. I guess she's even exchanging notes with herself now?"
“Ugh, I feel sick.”
"How did she get so crazy? Sometimes I see her and she seems normal, but when I see her locked in her room muttering to herself, I can tell she's completely crazy."
“But I don’t know why. Tsk tsk.”
“So, isn’t that why the Empress sent her to Ronheim to get rid of her from the palace? So she can never come back?”
“But what if Marquis Rodrian sees that pathetic sight and thinks she's possessed by a ghost and sends her back?”
“Phew! That’s so pitiful!”
The maids giggled and gossiped about Chloe.
Chloe had deliberately hidden the piece of paper behind a drawer, fearing the maids would catch her emptying the trash, but it was all for naught, as the maids laughed at it, and it was thrown into the trash.
***
At that time, Andrea, who did not even see Chloe off as he left under the pretext of visiting the Emperor, was drinking at a high-class bar outside the palace, not to mention visiting her.
He was very annoyed and grumbling.
"What on earth is Mother thinking? Why is she suddenly sending that girl to Marquis Rodrian?"
Andrea was always fascinated by Kavala's words, but this time, he was completely dissatisfied with Kavala's decision.
Because the marriage between Chloe and Viscount Pelsus was Andrea's own plan from the beginning.
He was finally able to break free from his mother's shadow and do something on his own.
Andrea drank sips of strong liquor one after another, feeling sorry for the huge sum of money he had received from Viscount Pelsus in exchange for arranging his marriage to Chloe.
"Shit!"
How much hard-earned money?
It was a pity, as if it had just come into his pocket and disappeared.
He lamented in a drunken, garbled voice.
“Do you know how much I tried to coax and comfort that girl when she whined about not wanting to get married?”
“Ha! Do you not want the Princess to marry me?”
Viscount Pelsus, who sat across from Andrea, sharing a drink with him, scowled as if his pride had been hurt. His pointed goatee twitched beneath his chin.
Unlike Andrea, who was very drunk, the Viscount was only pretending to drink and was listening to Andrea's story with a clear mind.
He was in his 40s, and he bowed lowly even when Andrea, who was much younger, spoke to him rudely, as if he were a servant.
Although he was a Viscount, he was a commoner who had bought his title with money, and it felt very impressive to him that he was sitting across from the Prince who would become the Emperor.
Andrea said, forcing his eyes open.
"It's all about the looks. She whined so much about not wanting to marry you, yet she fell for Marquis Rodrian so easily. She's a crazy woman. Isn't it disgusting to live with such a savage?"
Although everything was just Andrea's claim, Viscount Pelsus believed his words without question.
The Viscount's face turned red and blue.
His hand holding the glass was trembling.
'That barbarian is of royal descent, so he's okay, but I'm of commoner descent, so you don't like me?'
His pride was hurt, and he couldn't bear it.
He thought it was a good opportunity to get in touch with the royal family, so he bet a huge amount of money along with his wife's position on a woman who was said to be insane.
But she disregarded his sincerity and married Marquis Rodrian.
'How much you have ignored me!'
He was overcome with anger, but the target of his anger was not Andrea.
Viscount Felsus barely suppressed his emotions and clung to Andrea.
"Since the Princess is still in Arrental, isn't there something you can do, Your Highness? You've already received investment funds in advance as collateral for the marriage..."
Andrea had promised Viscount Pelsus that he would marry Chloe and had received one-third of the money he was supposed to pay after the wedding in advance.
When Viscount Pelsus brought up the subject, Andrea frowned as if he was offended.
"Are you daring to threaten me with that investment right now? Just returning the money would be enough! Are you afraid I won't be able to return it? Right now?"
Viscount Pelsus jumped up and waved his hand.
"How could that be possible! No, I'm just saying that everything was so far along that you could have assured me that it was a shame it ended up like this. So, if possible, please do something about it now..."
It was Andrea who failed to keep his promise, but Viscount Pelsus was unable to move and was sweating profusely as he watched Andrea's reaction.
Andrea, on the other hand, was irritated by Viscount Pelsus.
"Mother said she'd send Chloe to Ronheim, so what else do you want me to do? Stop pressuring me. I already have a headache. Hey, I'm losing my appetite."
Andrea called out loudly to the waiter outside the room and ordered him to bring him more expensive drinks.
The waiter was so excited that he brought out the best liquor.
Viscount Pelsus, who saw that, glanced at the clerk without Andrea knowing.
"Is this crazy? This is someone else's money. How much are you planning to rip me off?"
As always, the money for Andrea's drinks would come out of the pocket of Viscount Pelsus.
Viscount Pelsus was already spending heavily on entertainment for Andrea, whom he hoped would be treated well under the pretext of marrying Chloe.
'The marriage is already ruined.'
No matter how much money he had, Viscount Pelsus was desperately trying to save up for the alcohol Andrea was drinking.
But he couldn't tell him to stop drinking, so he just felt bad.
At that moment, Andrea grumbled as he poured the drink into his mouth.
"I wish that unlucky bastard, the Marquis, would just die. If someone kills him, I'll cover up his crime and give him a huge reward."
When he heard those words, the expression on Viscount Pelsus's face brightened.
He looked at Andrea in a sly voice as if he were joking.
“Then will you give the Princess to me again?”
Andrea nodded heartily.
“Oh, of course. Even if you were to take her in as a Princess who abandoned her body to a savage, wouldn’t she be grateful?”
“I don’t really care about that.”
"Really? I've felt this way before, but you are quite generous in that regard. If I were you, I'd be so disgusted by a woman who'd slept with a guy like that that I wouldn't even want to hug her."
“I am fine, so if the opportunity arises again, please do pursue marriage with the Princess, Your Highness.”
“Oh, then, then. That’s right. Let’s do that.”
“You promised.”
From the beginning, Viscount Pelsus had no intention of having a normal married life with Chloe.
Because he just needs the background of the royal family.
After marriage, such a woman would be locked in a basement and left to breathe.
'Even if someone finds out later, rumors will spread that she's crazy anyway, so if I don't lock her up, I can just say I didn't know what she'd do. What good is a crazy woman?'
Viscount Pelsus's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, as if he still had not given up on marrying Chloe.
Didn't Andrea just promise?
He promised to cover up his crimes and give him a great reward if he killed Callius. He even promised to marry Chloe.
Viscount Pelsus smiled with a hazy look in his eyes. His eyes were plotting a vile scheme.
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