When The Villainess Loves

Rumors were spreading in a completely different direction than Cain and Eugene had thought.

‚It’s said that her Majesty, the Princess, is approaching death.‘

The rumor that started this way got more flashed out as they were spread around the castle.

“She even attempted suicide!”

“That’s why she keeps staying inside her palace these days.”

The people who came across the rumor spreading at a slow pace had all a strange look on their faces. Someone with no sense said: “Is she doing this for the peace of the Imperial Palace?”

No matter how “The Princess” was, she was shielded by the people around her, which were saying, “They’re all talking nonsense,” but it changed the rumor in another direction.

“They say that the princess will become like poison if she were to remain in the country!”

“What! If she doesn’t die, she’ll become poisonous to the country?!”

“So that’s why she asked the Emperor herself to kill her!”

“No, from what I heard, she’s staying here to clean up all the loose ends before she’ll leave.”

Rumors are indeed a kind of fire.Aa little sympathy and malice were added to the interesting basic information and like that the small rumor about the Princess had changed to a more grand rumor. Just like that began the rumors to grow into an outrageous.

Very secretly and very slow.

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Today was the best day since I got to see Cain and was brought back by Eugene. It was a pity that there was no calendar to mark the day inside. I laughed with my head shaking a little while on my way to bed and stumbled. As soon as I payed down I fell fast asleep.

The next morning, I woke up late in the evening. My my was a little blank and my body was a little heavy. Did you oversleep? I was pondering about it just before someone came in.

“Your Highness, are you awake?”

Oh, it’s Irene.

I looked at Irene blankly. She looked very surprised and worried.

“What’s wrong, Irene?”

A little cracked voice leaked out of my mouth.

Irene distorted her face as if crying at my voice for a moment and replied: “You didn’t wake up in the morning and you became so pale and later on you even broke out into a cold sweat.….”

That’s why I called in Rox.

“You’ve been fainting all day. Hold on, Your Highness. I’ll get the doctor.”

“Uh…… yes.”

I nodded as I listened to her in bewilderment. Soon the door opened and Irene and Rox came in together. He was sniffing in front of Cain yesterday and didn’t even know I was there hearing them talk.

“Rox, are you alright?”

It was mind-boggling for an old man to cry like that. When I asked carefully and raised my upper body, he couldn’t speak with a look on his face as if he was crying, just like Irene earlier. For a moment, too, he said with a gracious look on his face: “I’m fine.”

“Don’t push yourself too hard.”

“……Yes, Your Highness.”

I will get better soon anyways, but I was worried that he’ll get sick from running around like that at his age to find a cure for me.

“By the way, what happened? You said I slept the whole day?

When I said that to he out of this strange atmosphere, the atmosphere became even more gloomy.

Huh?

Then Rox said: “Your Highness, it will be a great burden on your body if you experience a major psychological shock.”

It was a very gloomy tone. I seriously thought about the ‘mental shock’ that he was talking about. And I rolled my eyes unknowingly and looked at the distant mountain.

Oh, it could be the shock of seeing those handsome guys one after another, right?

“Anemia is one of those symptoms.”

Rox’s words were continuing seriously while I was overwhelmed by the embarrassment of my own.

“Where did you go yesterday?…. No, it’s okay. You don’t have to think about it anymore, Your Highness.”

Rox’s gloomy tone made me want to hide in a mouse hole. Even Irene was crying.

Argh! How can I explain this?

“Yesterday I saw too many handsome people…….”

In the end, they confessed with the thought that it was better than crying. But they just looked at me with their eyes darkened even more. They don’t believe me.

It was then: “It’s true.”

Eugene said it while leaning against the door and looking inside. When did you get here? He winked at me when I looked him confused. ……what was that?

“Did you say it was true?”

When Rox looked at him curiously and asked, Eugene belatedly knocked on the door, drawing a fascinating smile around his mouth: “Before that, may I come in?”

“Of course.”

I answered Eugene immediately. Whatever is going on, let’s match the rhythm!

Irene, who was sobbing, looked at him with her mouth wide open. I don’t know why she’s wary of it without being mesmerized. Eugene, who came in with a strangely excessively shining gesture, lowered his eyes languidly and told Rox: “Because Her Highness was with me yesterday.”

“…….”

“…….”

“…….”

There was a terrible silence. Rox’s expression became very strange. Irene covered my eyes with a pale face. I tried to calm down the trembling corners of my mouth.

Oh, that’s what I was talking about! It’s proof that I’ve seen someone this handsomely… That was a gesture of reassurance earlier, wasn’t it?

“Pft… Pff-hmm.”

My groan broke the heavy silence. At the sight of the three of them looking back at me, I couldn’t speak, shook my hand, and turned my head to the side.

“So it was that? I see,” replied Rox to Eugene with a convinced look on his face, but with great displeasure mixed in. I’ve become more unbearable.

“Ugh…!”

“Your Highness?”

Irene‘s anxious voice cooled down my laughter at least. Having managed to tidy up my expression, I glanced at Eugene, who was still holding onto his form as if he had sprinkled sparkling pearls all over him.

“Well, can I rest a little? The part about the psychological shock…….”

He’s still sparkling. Why is he so funny when he’s so handsome? I hurriedly lowered my gaze and concluded the words with difficulty: “I’ll control it somehow. I mean…….”

“Alright, Your Highness. Then rest well, please.”

“Rest well, Your Highness.”

Rox and Irene spoke soothingly and got up first. And Irene started to give Eugene a hint because he was not moving out.

“…Well, I’ll take my leave then, Your Highness.“

Eugene looked at me with a subdued eye, smiling slightly, bid ferwell to me politely and left the room first. After everyone has left, I covered myself with a blanket and laughed for a long time, almost sobbing because of the intensity.

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The three left the Princess’ room and stopped. This was because Eugene who lowered his eyes and listened to the sobbing sound from inside the Princess’ room. After a while, the three of them, walking side by side in the hallway of the Imperial Palace, had a stiff conversation.

“Sir Bolton, have you returned?”

When Irene asked, Eugene answered her: “Not yet.”

“I see.”

It was a simple answer, but it sounded like it was understandable. Many people have a yearning for Lord Bolton, but at least that doesn’t apply to Rox, Emma, Irne and Rinnie.

“Are you sure you were with Her Highness yesterday?”

When asked by Rox, Eugene slightly raised the corner of his mouth. That’s why he came to the palace even though he didn’t notice it. Eugene did not answer immediately. And when Irene left first, hiding her disapproving eyes, she opened her mouth to Rox in the pharmacy. A warning, and words of help.

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“What is this?”

I already felt like I was taking care of myself. I couldn’t resist the earnest words of Rox to rest for at least two more days. I ate, slept, and had a comfortable time. Being sullen, I muttered to myself.

“I’m really fine…….”

“You said you’re fine, Your Highness?”

Before I could finish my sentence, I heard the voice of someone who couldn’t be here.

Hmm. Is this a hallucination?

“I came here to see you.”

I rolled my eyes and looked at the door.

“Sir Bolton?”

Crazy. It was really Eugene. I turned my head and checked the outside through the window. As expected, it was evening now.

I mean, there’s a god standing by the door of my room at dusk…… Oh my god!

But my excitement cooled down in the middle. The way he looked at me without saying anything was serious.

What’s wrong with him?

Eugene spoke softly with a stiff face: “Your complexion doesn’t look good, Your Highness. I’ll go and get the doctor.”