Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 129

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Chapter 129

The name of Roam is absolute. In other words, a precarious Roam has no right to hold power.

Though I narrowly avoided danger once through Lilia, that has now become a misstep, so I must properly resolve this situation.

Father’s determination to present me, a Reviver, as Roam’s heir instead of Prisian Sister was based on such reasoning.

A kind of show to demonstrate that we are still the direct line, worthy of the Roam name.

“May I ask what you plan to do there?”

“Well, I’ve considered various options… but first, I must drive out Prisian Sister.”

If Sister becomes the next Duke, Roam will somehow overcome the crisis. Sister is someone with such capability.

So I have no choice but to drive her out completely.

Heinrih, who had been silent for a moment at my answer, frowned and carefully began to speak.

“Regarding that, I have something I want to discuss. It seems the Duke of Roam intends to send the Young Duke to me.”

“Ah, I apologize. I gave Mother a vague excuse, but she must have taken it seriously.”

“Will you resolve this matter?”

Heinrih looked genuinely disgusted. I answered him in a gentle tone.

“There will be nothing to worry about.”

Even without my intervention, Prisian Sister would never agree to marry into the Imperial House. The moment she becomes part of the Imperial House, she can never become the head of Roam.

“I know Prisian Sister. She’s someone who would do anything to avoid having her position stolen by me.”

Even if it means an engagement so beneath her status that she’s never imagined it.

Just considering a few scenarios, I could clearly picture how the Roam people would react.

Prisian Sister, who cannot comply and will stubbornly hold onto her branch bloodline to reclaim the head’s position, and Mother, who certainly cannot accept such behavior and will be furious.

And Father, who will absolutely support Mother’s will, plus Seiri, who will hide behind Mother’s skirts only to be unexpectedly dragged into the succession struggle.

Roam’s division was a predetermined sequence.

“Your Highness need only say that you will focus on state affairs for a while due to the pain of unrequited love.”

Since you’ve proven your feelings are deep enough to remove me from the Imperial Palace, this excuse should work for some time.

At my advice, Heinrih uncharacteristically pouted his lips somewhat childishly.

“That’s not an excuse but the truth.”

“Ah.”

As I closed my mouth with an embarrassed expression, Heinrih let out a deflated laugh.

Having spoken what was surely half-serious as if it were a joke, he changed the subject with a generous voice.

“I pray that your path ahead will always be smooth and safe.”

“…Thank you.”

“That necklace… you may take it. If you’re comfortable with that.”

Heinrih’s gaze turned to the necklace around my neck.

I glanced down while unconsciously fiddling with the communication necklace I was wearing.

Honestly, I would need the necklace to communicate with Heinrih until I reached the Roam Estate, but after that, I wondered if there would be any occasion to use this magical device again.

However, I thought it would be a waste to throw it away.

“Occasionally, when you need a friend, contact me. I’ll at least listen to your drunken rambling.”

As if guessing my thoughts, Heinrih added those words. Hearing that, the answer came easily.

“Drunken rambling is too much, but I’ll occasionally send greetings.”

At my words, Heinrih chuckled softly.

“Do that.”

Afterward, we had a leisurely tea time. It was the most comfortable and relaxed tea time since entering the Imperial Palace.

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Prisian was finally expelled from the study.

“Father!”

Prisian’s shocked cry did not reach the Duke of Roam, as had been the case for the past few days.

Having been treated as Young Duke her entire life, Prisian was dragged out into the corridor by servants for the first time in her life. She truly could not believe her situation.

“Let go of me right now!”

She roughly shook off the servants and staggered to regain her balance.

“…”

Prisian glared at the firmly closed study door with bloodshot eyes, then turned her head following the sound of footsteps.

The Duchess of Roam, who had been walking with elegant posture, spotted her and stopped with a frown.

“Prisian, what is this disgraceful behavior?”

“Disgraceful? Does this look disgraceful to you right now?”

“Soon, a precious family member will return. Do you want to ruin what should be a happy reunion?”

At the Duchess of Roam’s words, Prisian let out an incredulous laugh. However, she tried to calm down while suppressing her rising voice.

“Mother, this is really wrong. Father is making a mistaken judgment right now.”

At Prisian’s words, the Duchess of Roam slightly narrowed her brow.

“How dare you question the Duke of Roam’s authority in the Roam Estate?”

A reproachful gaze swept over Prisian. Finally, Prisian could not contain her anger and raised her voice.

“I have lived as Young Duke my entire life! Does it make sense to suddenly cast me out like this?”

At first, she thought it was a mistake.

Prisian’s workload decreased strangely, and the subordinates she had been using were assigned to other duties one by one under the Duke’s orders.

The Duke’s summons stopped completely, and even Prisian’s visits to the Duke’s study ceased.

All within just a few days.

Then recently, when she was suddenly banned from attending the Imperial Palace banquet held to thank the Reviver, Prisian realized.

That something was seriously wrong.

“Is it because I took the lead in bringing Lilia in as an adopted daughter that it’s now holding me back?”

No matter how she thought about it, there was no other reason. But Prisian felt truly wronged.

At that time, it was Crown Prince Maxel who first suggested bringing Lilia in as Roam’s adopted daughter.

Moreover, no matter how much Prisian argued for adopting her, could she have made it happen with her power alone!

It was the Duke who decided to accept Lilia after seeing her prophetic abilities, and the Duchess also agreed. So why should she alone pay the price for that decision?

“Prisian.”

The Duchess of Roam called her. Prisian grabbed the Duchess’s arm desperately.

“Mother, please persuade Father. He won’t listen to me.”

At her daughter’s pitiful plea, the Duchess of Roam hesitated for a moment but soon removed Prisian’s hand with a long sigh.

“First, you need to fix your appearance. Are you planning to greet your sister who’s returning after so long looking like that?”

“Is that child’s return really important right now…!”

Prisian, who had been raising her voice in frustration, suddenly stopped speaking.

Looking up at the Duchess of Roam with a blank expression, she muttered in a voice full of disbelief.

“You said you succeeded in persuading Anelli… didn’t you, Mother?”

The Duchess of Roam said nothing. She only gazed at Prisian with the stern expression Prisian had seen all her life.

Her mother was someone who suited Roam more than anyone else.

She had always been proud, thinking that the mistress of such a family should have the same strength and dignity as her mother.

‘So in a case like this…’

“Why is Anelli coming to Roam?”

“Prisian. Didn’t you hear what I said?”

Another scolding followed, but Prisian’s mind was filled with other thoughts.

“Mother, Anelli wouldn’t have agreed to return without any reason.”

Muttering as if to herself, Prisian recalled the recent family meeting.

The Duchess of Roam, who had returned from meeting Anelli, told the family that Anelli was very uncomfortable with palace life and agreed that Roam would be suitable if she needed somewhere to depend on.

Since the Roam people had always thought Roam would be most comfortable for Anelli, they didn’t question the Duchess’s words deeply at the time.

After that, the Duchess of Roam… had a long private conversation with the Duke.

‘The time when I was excluded from work was…’

After the Duchess of Roam met with Anelli.

“Mother, surely not…”

Just as Prisian was about to speak as if possessed, the butler came running up from downstairs in a hurry.

“The carriage has passed through the main gate!”

“Send all employees to their quarters. Make sure they keep their mouths shut. Prisian, compose yourself properly and bring Lilia and Seiri to the lobby together. If you bear the Roam name, you should naturally participate in welcoming family.”

Just then, the Duke, who had heard the commotion in front of the study, opened the door and came out.

The Duchess of Roam calmly conveyed the situation to her husband, then moved downstairs together with him.

Only Prisian remained alone in the corridor, her face pale as she gasped for breath for a long while.

‘She already knows about me…’

Roam’s employees acted as if they couldn’t see her, busily focusing only on their own roles.

Someone quickly headed to the lodging, while someone else prepared to serve the late-night visitor.

‘This can’t be happening!’

Prisian, who had been standing in a daze, roughly turned her body. The Duchess of Roam’s words about maintaining proper composure had long been forgotten.

‘This can’t be happening!’

She descended the central staircase and reached the lobby in one breath.

In the large lobby, there were only a few key figures among the employees – the butler, the head maid, and others. Perhaps because of this, it felt somewhat desolate.

In the center of the lobby stood the Duke and Duchess of Roam side by side, with Seiri rubbing her sleepy eyes beside them. A little distance away stood Lilia with an anxious expression.

“Big sister!”

Lilia, who had been moving restlessly while biting her lips, called out to Prisian with delight.

However, the Duke and Duchess of Roam did not turn to look at Prisian. They were staring intently at the tightly closed entrance.

Prisian, who had stopped blankly in front of the central staircase, also turned her gaze toward the entrance following them.

Click.

With the sound of the door handle moving, the massive door slowly opened.

At the same time, Prisian muttered through gritted teeth.

“Anelli Roam…”

A terrible feeling, as if she had been covered in filth, enveloped her entire body.

It was the moment she became certain that everything had gone wrong.

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