The princess is in tears.
The Duchess of Valencia was faced with a very embarrassing situation in the morning.
Although it was a little later than usual because of the alcohol I drank yesterday. I’m just here for breakfast with her daughter, Rebecca, as usual.
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I never imagined that I would face her daughter eating breakfast with her mouth slightly open.
It was none other than Prince Albert who was making breakfast for his daughter.
Perhaps Count Xernias and his wife fell down after drinking with her, so Prince Albert is staying here for another day.
I didn’t know that they had already become so affectionate enough to feed Rebecca.
I still remember Rebecca’s disrespectful remarks to Prince Albert yesterday.
Even Rebecca’s face, which was dyed red like a freshly ripe apple, seemed to know what she was doing.
I was delighted with that fact, so I stared at it for a while, then thought I had to step away.
I thought that if there were more of her here, I wouldn’t even go out.
“······· Are you having a good time?”
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Leaving only one sentence left, she hurried to her husband.
Because I wanted to enjoy this good news with my husband.
“Finally… our Rebecca has grown up…”
It wasn’t until some time later that Rebecca learned that her father had also heard the news.
***
The restaurant of the Duchess of Valencia, where the Duchess of Valencia left.
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I stared blankly at the door the Duchess had left.
‘How the timing…’
I mean, what is it that the Duchess will come in at that moment?
According to the original plan, I was going to feed Rebecca and watch her shy reaction slowly.
I was startled by the sudden arrival of the Duchess, and my body stiffened.
– ······· Are you having a good time?
The Duchess, who had been staring at me and Rebecca for a moment, who had been hardened like a stone, left with those unknown (?) words.
The result was a restaurant where now only silence flows.
It wasn’t too loud at first, but sometimes Rebecca and I were arguing.
Now I was just quiet without any of that.
‘How about Rebecca?’
Gradually, the princess, who continued to say nothing, became worried.
Rebecca’s face, which had been dyed red from the moment the Duchess entered the restaurant, was still red.
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He covered his face with both hands as if he didn’t want to show me his face.
And seeing that
“Princess, didn’t you say it doesn’t matter earlier?”
I just wanted to make more fun.
It was like giving a disease, not medicine, to someone who was already sick.
I was a person with a long tail and, as Rebecca said, I was very concerned about this situation. I didn’t consider it very important.
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Rebecca began to stare at me without a word at my remarks scratching her insides.
The hands that were covering his face were lowered, but the blush that had risen on his face remained the same as he was embarrassed to have found out that shameful figure.
“I think you said that you don’t really care…”
“······fun?”
With the chill of Rebecca’s voice, an ice-cold atmosphere began to flow through the restaurant.
Unable to adapt to the sudden change of atmosphere, I asked stupidly.
“······Yes?”
“Is this funny now?”
As she said that, Rebecca’s eyes were filled with tears.
And I instinctively realized.
‘·······There is a big problem.’
He was so absorbed in making fun of the princess that he crossed the line even when he crossed the line.
Come to think of it, we’ve just gotten used to it because we’ve been fighting since the day we met, and the princess and I had only been dating for two days.
The redness on Rebecca’s face wasn’t still there from embarrassment, it was obvious that it was from crying.
“I think someone would die of embarrassment if their mother found out about that.”
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“Are you excited about making fun of someone like that?”
“····.”
“······I really hate it.”
Rebecca, the last to say those words, left the restaurant like her mother, the Duchess of Valencia.
bang-!
Of course, unlike the Duchess, who closed the door quietly, she closed the door loudly and left.
Princess Rebecca left and I was in a very disturbing mood.
“········What to do.”
I wanted to make fun of you, I didn’t mean to make you cry.
I just wanted to make fun of a princess when I saw a princess having fun making fun of me.
“Why did you do that, you idiot.”
I beat myself in the head and blamed myself.
Crossing the line needlessly. Because of me, the princess can’t even eat breakfast…
‘······morning?’
Looking at the food Rebecca left behind, a good idea came to mind.
To be honest, I don’t know if this will work for the sulky princess. Because the priority was to appease the princess who left crying.
I put my thoughts straight into action.
***
A luxurious looking room with colorful decorations and furniture.
The overall color of the room was pink and red, similar to that of the owner of the room.
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And Princess Rebecca, the owner of the room, was lying on the bed.
In my mind, I was eagerly re-imagining what had happened a while ago.
As a result of her thinking, it was concluded that she must have spoken a little harshly.
She was the one who started making fun of me first and was the first to say something offensive.
Because my fiance did the same thing and left crying and saying I really didn’t like it. It really wasn’t like Rebecca.
But she also had something to say.
Her fiancée, who really fed her.
At first, I thought she was joking around in retaliation for making fun of it.
How could she have known that she would walk up to her and serve her soup?
Even her heart was pounding without knowing her speed.
My heart was pounding and ordered me to eat it quickly, so I opened my mouth as small as a baby bird that was eating from a mother bird, and I took it and ate it.
Until yesterday, we were fighting like that.
Surely she didn’t make a promise while hitting the sofa cushion that she would get revenge.
He must be a fiance who hates him so much…
Why was her heart beating so fast?
In fact, this was the reason she ran out of the restaurant.
Of course, there may be the fact that his mother found out about such an embarrassing situation, and Albert’s fault for scratching himself in the situation.
It was far greater than her refusal to acknowledge her beating heart.
Because he couldn’t admit his heart beating because of himself and his fiancé, who ate the soup without resistance like a baby bird.
So he ran away from the spot.
It seemed that she had to seriously reconsider her ideal type.
Her fiance wasn’t ugly, but she wasn’t very handsome either.
Rather than treat her warmly, he was the kind of person who was open to fighting from the first meeting.
Obviously, he wasn’t very handsome, he didn’t cover up with warm words, and he wasn’t particularly special in any part or attracted her attention.
What the hell was she so excited about that her heart raced like that?
No wonder she fell for her fiance…
damn-!
He hit the cheek with both hands.
It was a punishment given to her head for trying to come up with a nonsensical idea.
She fell in love with that mean-spirited fiance. what kind of haircut is this
To say that you fell in love with your fiance, whom you fought against as soon as you met, let alone treating her well.
It was as if the shock I had cried before was still there. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come up with such a nonsensical idea.
As the thought of crying earlier came to her mind again, her mood fell again.
He remembers Albert looking at him at the end.
As if he had made a mistake, his expression of genuine embarrassment was different from the expressions he had been smirking on so far.
Maybe she didn’t know she would cry so suddenly.
I said I really hate Albert with that kind of expression on his face. It was natural to get hurt.
On the contrary, I thought it went well.
When we met yesterday, wasn’t she trying to win the snowball fight somehow because she wanted to break up with her?
Although Albert used a cowardly way to lose, it meant that he wanted to break up the marriage enough to work so hard.
If the fiancée was hurt by her, wouldn’t it be possible to convey the will of the breakup without such a confrontation?
It was a good thing.
But contrary to the thought that it was going well, her mood was only disturbing.
It must have worked out well.
It must have been what she wanted.
Why is her heart so cramped?
smart-
At that moment, I could feel the popularity outside the door.
“Dorothy?”
At this hour, the only person to come to her room was her maid, Dorothy.
So it was she who called her maid to tell me what was going on.
“That’s me.”
The voice of the answer she heard was her fiancée, Albert Xernias, who had just filled her head.
“·······What’s going on?”
“I’m here to apologize for what happened.”
The fiancée said that she had come to apologize to her.
Her heart started beating again, while trying to ignore it.
“······Come on in.”
She allowed her fiance to enter her room.