A Fortune-telling Princess - Chapter 353

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‘Ah… so that’s when he passed away….’
I’d heard it in passing from Count Alton before. When Duke Escra lost his memory and went missing, the subordinate who went searching for him was murdered by a political faction. And that subordinate’s son was Jainer.
‘Sigh.’
Life’s rough for all of us, isn’t it? Camilla let out a long breath internally and tossed the drink she’d taken from Jainer straight into her mouth.
“Hey.”
“Wait.”
At that sight, Arsian and Jainer both rushed to reach out their hands simultaneously.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry.”
I hold my liquor pretty well.
Camilla dodged the hands of the two men trying to snatch the glass and lifted the bottle to refill her cup.
“This tastes good.”
The finish is clean.
“Stop drinking. That stuff has a pretty high alcohol content.”
“Says the one who’s already drunk more than a bottle.”
Days like this aren’t meant to be spent drinking alone.
‘I know that feeling all too well.’
On the day my mother from the Other World passed away, it seemed like I always threw myself into work even more.
At first, I’d pathetically drink alone like that fool, spending the time quietly by myself, but that feeling was absolutely miserable.
“You’re doing the same thing.”
“What do you mean?”
“Choosing a noisy place like this.”
“….”
Jainer, who had reached out to stop Camilla as she brought the drink to her lips again, hesitated.
In the end, he smiled faintly and asked a server for another glass.
“Are you going to drink too?”
“No thanks.”
He offered a glass to Arsian as well, but he shook his head firmly.
He didn’t enjoy drinking, but he was uneasy about how Camilla’s drinking pace was accelerating. At least one of them needed to stay sharp.
“Ar, have a drink too~”
“….”
…She said she held her liquor well, but her tongue’s already getting twisted.
“Oh, that’s right! Now that I think about it, Hyunseok told me not to drink in front of others.”
“Why?”
“He said my laugh gets sloppy.”
And then she laughed in a way uncharacteristic of her usual self. She’s drunk, she’s definitely drunk…. Arsian let out a silent sigh.
“Ha.”
Meanwhile, Jainer let out a small laugh watching Camilla fill his glass herself.
‘…Well, it’s not so bad.’
On a day like this, having someone there with you—it wasn’t as bad as he’d thought.
“Oh, what a pretty lady who can drink well too. How about a drink with me…!”
At that moment, a man who had been watching Camilla since she entered the cafe approached and spoke to her.
“…Ha, haha. I apologize—”
But the man quickly fled without even looking back, driven away by the oppressive atmosphere.
“….”
“….”
Arsian and Jainer emanated such a chilling presence.
“Phew, I’m still alive. Wait, was I just being hit on?”
Camilla burst into laughter at the sight.
“…We should make him stop drinking.”
“…Yeah.”
Both of them sighed in unison.
* * *
“…What did I even do yesterday?”
No, no! Don’t think about it!
As strange scenes kept trying to surface in her mind, Camilla shook her head frantically. This was absolutely mortifying—the kind of thing that made you want to kick under the blankets.
“Ugh.”
Knock, knock.
Shortly after, a familiar voice accompanied the knock.
“May I come in?”
It was Count Alton.
“Are you feeling alright?”
“Yes, well…”
…Did Count Alton also see me like that yesterday?
“How did I get in here yesterday?”
“Jainer and Arsian brought you.”
“Ah…”
Now that he mentioned it, I vaguely remembered being carried on Arsian’s back… being carried… wait?
“Ar—run faster—”
“Stop moving or you’ll fall. Stay still.”
“Yes—I’ll stay still—so please—run faster—”
“…Sigh.”
“…What on earth did I do?”
What was this memory? Who was that woman who had lost her mind, tugging at Arsian’s hair and screaming at him to run?
“Could I possibly get under the blankets?”
“Pardon?”
I need to do some serious blanket-kicking. Camilla let out a deep sigh and covered her face with her hands.
I’ve lost my mind. Hyunseok was right—I should never drink when others are around.
“Hmm?”
Something caught Camilla’s eye as she continued sighing.
“What’s this flower?”
Flowers had appeared in her room that weren’t there even yesterday. When Camilla showed interest in them, Count Alton’s expression brightened with satisfaction.
“Lord Kaise brought them for you.”
“…Who?”
“The Duke, ma’am.”
At Count Alton’s answer, Camilla’s expression turned peculiar.
Who brought what? Duke Escra and flowers—how were those two connected?
“Yesterday was the day the Duke purchases flowers exactly twice a year, you see.”
“Exactly twice?”
“Yes. On Lady Shalyua’s memorial day. And…”
“And?”
“The day Lord Jainer’s biological father passed away.”
“Ah…”
Unexpected, isn’t it? So he does look after his wife and subordinates. Camilla gazed at the flowers in the room with fresh appreciation.
“What about Arsian?”
Come to think of it, Arsian had been unusually quiet. Was he still in his room?
“Well, that’s…”
At Camilla’s question, Count Alton’s expression grew uncomfortable.
“Why? Where did he go?”
“He’s being punished at the moment.”
“Pardon?”
Punished? What punishment? Besides, Arsian wasn’t the type to accept punishment from anyone gracefully.
“Lord Jainer as well.”
“…?”
Camilla’s expression grew even more bewildered.
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“Why do I have to do this?”
Arsian frowned as he stared at the mountain of documents piled before him.
He had to review and sort through all of it. Normally this would be Count Alton’s responsibility, but Duke Escra had dumped it on him instead.
“That’s what I’d like to know—who told you to get my daughter drunk?”
Duke Escra clicked his tongue lightly. Despite having two of them there, they’d let her get intoxicated.
“I didn’t give it to her—that bastard did.”
Arsian pointed at Jainer with an aggrieved expression.
“I did attempt to stop her as much as possible, but Camilla moved far too quickly, I’m afraid.”
Jainer smiled faintly and shrugged his shoulders.
“And besides, should I even be looking at these? I’m not even a citizen of this Empire.”
These are all official documents, aren’t they?
“Don’t worry. I’ve already removed all the important documents.”
“So why should I have to sort through this worthless garbage?”
“It’s called punishment—I’ve said it several times now. What if Camilla had gotten hurt yesterday while drunk? What if her health had been completely ruined?”
“…”
…Camilla got hurt? Arsian’s expression, which had been full of discontent, changed in an instant.
Arsian, who had entered a state of slight reflection, sat down quietly and began sorting through the documents without complaint.
“Huh.”
Suddenly doing that? Duke Escra regarded Arsian with an incredulous gaze. In any case, he was a fellow who didn’t sit right with him.
Bang!
At that moment, the Study door swung open without so much as a knock, and a figure strode in. It was Camilla.
“So you’ve finally woken up.”
Duke Escra quickly assessed her complexion. At the sight of Camilla’s face, which lacked its usual color, he clicked his tongue softly.
“What are you doing right now?”
“What do you mean? I’m working.”
“Why are you making those two people do that work?”
No, I drank the alcohol, so why are you blaming Arsian and Jainer?
“Because I brought you back in that state yesterday.”
“What state was I in yesterday that you’re talking about….”
‘Wow- it’s the Duke-‘
‘…is he drunk.’
‘No, that alcohol is super strong.’
‘How much did you even make her drink.’
‘Tsk! A grown daughter can have a drink or two-‘
‘….’
‘Please take this- it’s a bribe-‘
‘…a bribe?’
“…don’t you have a blanket here?”
“What are you suddenly talking about.”
“I just really craved a blanket.”
Damn. What on earth did I do yesterday? No wonder I didn’t have a single candy in my pocket—I gave them all to the Duke?
‘If you’re going to get drunk, at least do it gracefully.’
I did all sorts of ridiculous things.
‘If I were drunk, I should have forgotten it all by now.’
Why do these half-remembered moments keep coming back to me?!
“I’ll take these two people with me.”
“Why?”
“There’s still something I need to talk to them about.”
Camilla hurried to leave with Jainer and Arsian. I swear I’m never drinking again!
“Not giving a bribe today?”
“….”
…Let’s get out of here fast.
Camilla deliberately avoided Duke Escra, who was clearly teasing her, and quickly left the room.

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