Before I can even act calm and say, “Wine should be put in your mouth, why are you feeding it to your dress?”
Beep beep beep beep beep! Beep beep!
The red alert sounds.
I realized at the same time.
It's intentional.
It's clearly intentional!
"Lady?"
While wondering why the heroine was acting this way, I was so dumbfounded that I spoke to the other person. I was still prepared to grant her a pardon.
“What are you doing now?”
“I spilled wine on your dress.”
“It doesn’t seem to have spilled, but rather spilled...”
As I set the record straight, the heroine's eyes become moist.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeng! Teeeeeeeeeeeeng!
The red alarm sounds urgently.
That's it!
'Even if I did something wrong, I'll be the one who gets wronged, so you should take the blame.' Isn't that a tactic?
I can't lose either. In times like these, the one who strikes first has the upper hand.
“Ah! I was hurt by the verbal abuse Lady Groval unleashed!”
As if I were acting, I shouted at the highest pitch of my voice.
People's attention was already focused on the meeting between the two women, who were already receiving a lot of attention.
But when I pretended to be the victim first, the other person seemed flustered.
“How dare you say such harsh words!”
I shouted one more thing just in case the other person started crying first, and look at that, the heroine's tears have completely disappeared.
I guess she didn't know that I would use the method she was going to use first.
If you cry here, you'll just end up looking weird.
“The wounds in my heart are so deep! My heart aches! Sob.”
I held my chest and pretended to stagger, and Shish quickly came over and caught me.
“Lady Groval, how can you do such a thing when you possess the qualities of a noblewoman?”
Shish spat out a scolding remark with a very serious expression.
“How can you do such a shameful thing without any manners or culture!”
It was just a case of spilling wine on my dress, but of course, it was intentional and, therefore, a terrible thing. Shish made her opponent look like a very shameless person.
Those who don't know the inside story will think that the female protagonist is a strange person.
Yes, so the loudest person wins.
"What do you mean? Prime Minister, not everything that comes out of your mouth is true."
As the heroine was attacked, Dietrich, who was on his way to my senior, approached. He drew his sword and looked ready to decapitate Shish at any moment.
“Commander of the Knights.”
It was my senior who put Dietrich to sleep. He approached with a feigned solemn expression.
“What a disappointment.”
Dietrich's face darkened at the words of the next Emperor, the direct descendant of the imperial family to whom the Duke Beluga had dedicated their bodies and souls for generations.
"Lady Hayley was insulted. Yet, even though she was forgiven with a simple apology, Lady Groval keeps her head held high and shows no sign of remorse."
The heroine bites her lip slightly.
I squinted my eyes, pretending to be confused, and observed the situation.
“Your Highness, there is no evidence that Lady Groval insulted Lady Hayley.”
“Is the Knight Commander suspicious of Lady Hayley now?”
The senior seemed very surprised and made a gesture that said, 'How dare you doubt the most noble person in the world?'
Dietrich, who suffered from a disease that made it impossible for him to praise any woman other than the heroine, naturally remained silent.
"Ha!"
The senior sighed as if he was dumbfounded, and Dietrich bowed his head even more deeply.
Dietrich is the kind of person who would rather commit suicide than tell me, not the heroine, that I am innocent and beyond suspicion.
“What’s going on?”
Lily intervened at the opportune moment. Even in this moment, she looked around the crowd with grace.
The silver-gray eyes' final destination was my dress.
“Lady Hayley, what is that ugly stain on your dress?”
“Lady Groval... didn’t like the sight of me, so she poured wine on my dress and told me to get out.”
“Where did you hear such a lie!”
Look at the knight commander reacting quickly when the heroine is attacked.
I didn't feel betrayed either.
It felt like watching a doll jump up at the push of a button.
“If not Lady Groval, then who left these wine stains, Your Excellency the Knight Commander?”
“Isn’t that Lady Hayley’s mistake...?”
Another royal family member's participation, and Lily's fierce momentum, Dietrich, who is not good at arguing, rarely trailed off.
“Of course, she could have made a mistake.”
Lily, seemingly accustomed to such things compared to the large knight commander, responded calmly. Dietrich's face brightened.
“But Lady Hayley’s manners are impeccable.”
The Knight Commander's complexion instantly worsened.
“In comparison, wouldn’t it be more suspicious of Lady Groval, who seems to have never even learned proper standing etiquette?”
Lily's gaze was fixed on the heroine's neatly folded hands. The people around her were no exception.
"Gasp."
“Oh my, look at that.”
A woman who had been watching this with interest pointed openly at it with her fan.
When you overlap your two hands, you should put your right hand on top, but the heroine was covering them with her left hand on top.
Lily had been giving me special training in social etiquette and manners, so that's why. I never thought people would overreact like this.
Dietrich, who was as sharp as a knife when it came to etiquette, was at a loss for words.
“Have I been wrong about the Knight Commander all this time?”
Taking things a step further, the senior sighed as if in pain.
“It breaks my heart to see the Knight Commander, whom I have always trusted with integrity, take the side of someone who has done wrong.”
"Your Highness."
“Not only that, Commander, you didn’t even greet me when you saw me.”
“Your Highness.”
Dietrich let go of the hand that was escorting the heroine and turned completely towards my senior.
It seems like his loyalty to the royal family is greater than his affection for the heroine.
“I was just on my way to say hello-”
“I don’t know since when the Knight Commander became such a petty excuse-maker.”
Dietrich, who had become lost in thought, quickly knelt before his senior.
I groaned, shouting to myself, 'Good job, senior!'
“Ugh, ugh. My heart hurts so much...!”
Shish supported the back of my neck so that my pitiful, trembling face could be seen clearly by people.
“If I could just get an apology from Lady Groval, ugh, I think I’d feel better.”
I put my hand on my forehead and pretended to be a pitiful woman, and the heroine lowered her head.
I just heard it clearly.
It's called snap, snap!
The heroine gritted her teeth at me? How could the heroine do something like that...
What flashed through my mind was the description of the female protagonist.
I described the heroine as a striking beauty, not only her appearance. I never wrote anything about her personality. Not a single word.
So, no rule says the female protagonist must be good.
Also, have I ever written a story where the male protagonist meets the female protagonist and is saved?
The heroine ends up abandoning them and leaving?
My mind suddenly snapped.
“Lady Hayley, I apologize for my rudeness.”
"I guess Lady Groval's sincerity is lacking. It still hurts."
I saw it.
The heroine's cheeks are trembling.
“I’m really sorry.”
The heroine finally bowed and greeted me, and only then did I pretend to breathe.
“Your Highness, I will assist Lady Hayley and step aside first.”
“Let that be so. And the Knight Commander, look at me for a moment.”
Dietrich, who had been kneeling, rose from his seat. Though his head was still bowed, his gaze was fixed on the heroine.
“Titiana, wait a minute—”
“-Now, in front of me, is it the woman who comes first?”
“I’m sorry, Your Highness!”
Titiana.
Another piece of evidence that Lady Groval is the heroine.
The woman took it for granted that Dietrich prioritized her, but she also expressed her displeasure with the situation.
Discomfort at being unfamiliar with a situation or not being dragged along as one wishes.
Neither one would be good for me.
“Your Highness, please forgive me for stepping down first.”
Although I was sick, I pretended to be someone who knew the etiquette of a nobleman and greeted my senior.
As if to show gratitude to the heroine.
“Let’s go, Your Excellency.”
Shish was embracing me, but his gaze was fixed on Titiana. I took his white-gloved hand, as if to tell him to look at me.
Then red eyes turn to me.
Look at me, Shish. I can't give you to a woman like that.
The reason I was waiting for the heroine was that I believed she would be able to heal the wounds I had caused you.
But even if the heroine becomes happy, you cannot be happy in this ending.
You will be abandoned and hurt again.
I can still vividly picture you on your knees, crying. I can't let you do that again.
Yeah, shit.
I thought this wasn't my place, that I was just here to visit for a little while.
But when I return home, this place keeps coming back to me. It's to the point where the place I used to live feels like a dream.
I came back to check what I had in mind, but I still hesitated, like an observer.
But just thinking about it, 'If I leave here, will you go to Titian?' makes my heart ache, and my stomach churn.
It was only after Titianna appeared that I truly realized it.
I don't want you around that woman. I don't want to see you around anyone else, not just her.
Because...
I came here because I wanted to see you again.
Beep beep beep beep beep! Beep beep!
The red alert sounds.
I realized at the same time.
It's intentional.
It's clearly intentional!
"Lady?"
While wondering why the heroine was acting this way, I was so dumbfounded that I spoke to the other person. I was still prepared to grant her a pardon.
“What are you doing now?”
“I spilled wine on your dress.”
“It doesn’t seem to have spilled, but rather spilled...”
As I set the record straight, the heroine's eyes become moist.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeng! Teeeeeeeeeeeeng!
The red alarm sounds urgently.
That's it!
'Even if I did something wrong, I'll be the one who gets wronged, so you should take the blame.' Isn't that a tactic?
I can't lose either. In times like these, the one who strikes first has the upper hand.
“Ah! I was hurt by the verbal abuse Lady Groval unleashed!”
As if I were acting, I shouted at the highest pitch of my voice.
People's attention was already focused on the meeting between the two women, who were already receiving a lot of attention.
But when I pretended to be the victim first, the other person seemed flustered.
“How dare you say such harsh words!”
I shouted one more thing just in case the other person started crying first, and look at that, the heroine's tears have completely disappeared.
I guess she didn't know that I would use the method she was going to use first.
If you cry here, you'll just end up looking weird.
“The wounds in my heart are so deep! My heart aches! Sob.”
I held my chest and pretended to stagger, and Shish quickly came over and caught me.
“Lady Groval, how can you do such a thing when you possess the qualities of a noblewoman?”
Shish spat out a scolding remark with a very serious expression.
“How can you do such a shameful thing without any manners or culture!”
It was just a case of spilling wine on my dress, but of course, it was intentional and, therefore, a terrible thing. Shish made her opponent look like a very shameless person.
Those who don't know the inside story will think that the female protagonist is a strange person.
Yes, so the loudest person wins.
"What do you mean? Prime Minister, not everything that comes out of your mouth is true."
As the heroine was attacked, Dietrich, who was on his way to my senior, approached. He drew his sword and looked ready to decapitate Shish at any moment.
“Commander of the Knights.”
It was my senior who put Dietrich to sleep. He approached with a feigned solemn expression.
“What a disappointment.”
Dietrich's face darkened at the words of the next Emperor, the direct descendant of the imperial family to whom the Duke Beluga had dedicated their bodies and souls for generations.
"Lady Hayley was insulted. Yet, even though she was forgiven with a simple apology, Lady Groval keeps her head held high and shows no sign of remorse."
The heroine bites her lip slightly.
I squinted my eyes, pretending to be confused, and observed the situation.
“Your Highness, there is no evidence that Lady Groval insulted Lady Hayley.”
“Is the Knight Commander suspicious of Lady Hayley now?”
The senior seemed very surprised and made a gesture that said, 'How dare you doubt the most noble person in the world?'
Dietrich, who suffered from a disease that made it impossible for him to praise any woman other than the heroine, naturally remained silent.
"Ha!"
The senior sighed as if he was dumbfounded, and Dietrich bowed his head even more deeply.
Dietrich is the kind of person who would rather commit suicide than tell me, not the heroine, that I am innocent and beyond suspicion.
“What’s going on?”
Lily intervened at the opportune moment. Even in this moment, she looked around the crowd with grace.
The silver-gray eyes' final destination was my dress.
“Lady Hayley, what is that ugly stain on your dress?”
“Lady Groval... didn’t like the sight of me, so she poured wine on my dress and told me to get out.”
“Where did you hear such a lie!”
Look at the knight commander reacting quickly when the heroine is attacked.
I didn't feel betrayed either.
It felt like watching a doll jump up at the push of a button.
“If not Lady Groval, then who left these wine stains, Your Excellency the Knight Commander?”
“Isn’t that Lady Hayley’s mistake...?”
Another royal family member's participation, and Lily's fierce momentum, Dietrich, who is not good at arguing, rarely trailed off.
“Of course, she could have made a mistake.”
Lily, seemingly accustomed to such things compared to the large knight commander, responded calmly. Dietrich's face brightened.
“But Lady Hayley’s manners are impeccable.”
The Knight Commander's complexion instantly worsened.
“In comparison, wouldn’t it be more suspicious of Lady Groval, who seems to have never even learned proper standing etiquette?”
Lily's gaze was fixed on the heroine's neatly folded hands. The people around her were no exception.
"Gasp."
“Oh my, look at that.”
A woman who had been watching this with interest pointed openly at it with her fan.
When you overlap your two hands, you should put your right hand on top, but the heroine was covering them with her left hand on top.
Lily had been giving me special training in social etiquette and manners, so that's why. I never thought people would overreact like this.
Dietrich, who was as sharp as a knife when it came to etiquette, was at a loss for words.
“Have I been wrong about the Knight Commander all this time?”
Taking things a step further, the senior sighed as if in pain.
“It breaks my heart to see the Knight Commander, whom I have always trusted with integrity, take the side of someone who has done wrong.”
"Your Highness."
“Not only that, Commander, you didn’t even greet me when you saw me.”
“Your Highness.”
Dietrich let go of the hand that was escorting the heroine and turned completely towards my senior.
It seems like his loyalty to the royal family is greater than his affection for the heroine.
“I was just on my way to say hello-”
“I don’t know since when the Knight Commander became such a petty excuse-maker.”
Dietrich, who had become lost in thought, quickly knelt before his senior.
I groaned, shouting to myself, 'Good job, senior!'
“Ugh, ugh. My heart hurts so much...!”
Shish supported the back of my neck so that my pitiful, trembling face could be seen clearly by people.
“If I could just get an apology from Lady Groval, ugh, I think I’d feel better.”
I put my hand on my forehead and pretended to be a pitiful woman, and the heroine lowered her head.
I just heard it clearly.
It's called snap, snap!
The heroine gritted her teeth at me? How could the heroine do something like that...
What flashed through my mind was the description of the female protagonist.
I described the heroine as a striking beauty, not only her appearance. I never wrote anything about her personality. Not a single word.
So, no rule says the female protagonist must be good.
Also, have I ever written a story where the male protagonist meets the female protagonist and is saved?
The heroine ends up abandoning them and leaving?
My mind suddenly snapped.
“Lady Hayley, I apologize for my rudeness.”
"I guess Lady Groval's sincerity is lacking. It still hurts."
I saw it.
The heroine's cheeks are trembling.
“I’m really sorry.”
The heroine finally bowed and greeted me, and only then did I pretend to breathe.
“Your Highness, I will assist Lady Hayley and step aside first.”
“Let that be so. And the Knight Commander, look at me for a moment.”
Dietrich, who had been kneeling, rose from his seat. Though his head was still bowed, his gaze was fixed on the heroine.
“Titiana, wait a minute—”
“-Now, in front of me, is it the woman who comes first?”
“I’m sorry, Your Highness!”
Titiana.
Another piece of evidence that Lady Groval is the heroine.
The woman took it for granted that Dietrich prioritized her, but she also expressed her displeasure with the situation.
Discomfort at being unfamiliar with a situation or not being dragged along as one wishes.
Neither one would be good for me.
“Your Highness, please forgive me for stepping down first.”
Although I was sick, I pretended to be someone who knew the etiquette of a nobleman and greeted my senior.
As if to show gratitude to the heroine.
“Let’s go, Your Excellency.”
Shish was embracing me, but his gaze was fixed on Titiana. I took his white-gloved hand, as if to tell him to look at me.
Then red eyes turn to me.
Look at me, Shish. I can't give you to a woman like that.
The reason I was waiting for the heroine was that I believed she would be able to heal the wounds I had caused you.
But even if the heroine becomes happy, you cannot be happy in this ending.
You will be abandoned and hurt again.
I can still vividly picture you on your knees, crying. I can't let you do that again.
Yeah, shit.
I thought this wasn't my place, that I was just here to visit for a little while.
But when I return home, this place keeps coming back to me. It's to the point where the place I used to live feels like a dream.
I came back to check what I had in mind, but I still hesitated, like an observer.
But just thinking about it, 'If I leave here, will you go to Titian?' makes my heart ache, and my stomach churn.
It was only after Titianna appeared that I truly realized it.
I don't want you around that woman. I don't want to see you around anyone else, not just her.
Because...
I came here because I wanted to see you again.
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