Favored by the Family That Will Become the Strongest! - Chapter 36

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At last the carriage door opened, and a man stepped out.
Sevar Cardian.
What first seized the eye were broad shoulders and a compact, powerful frame. Silver hair that fell to his shoulders and cold blue eyes. As an Upper-tier Ability User, his mere presence exuded considerable pressure.
Diana felt cold sweat trickle down her spine.
‘He’d be a terrible enemy to have.’
A man you’d pray with all your heart was on your side. That was Sevar’s first impression.
Suddenly she recalled something Barcan had said to her long ago.
“If not for Mother’s education, wouldn’t I have grown into Father’s temperament?”
At a glance, he seemed the complete opposite of Barcan—cold, one who valued reason over emotion.
The moment his feet touched the ground, the bustling air froze solid. The maids standing nearby bowed their heads, their voices trembling as they whispered.
“Even from this distance, the pressure he gives off is enough to make your skin crawl.”
“The title ‘Demon of the Battlefield’ didn’t come from nowhere. Even Upper-tier Ability Users avoid getting close to him—what chance do we have?”
Their voices carried equal parts fear and awe. And behind Sevar, a man with lustrous platinum hair stepped from the carriage.
‘That must be the First Prince.’
He had the kind of beautiful face that seemed carved from porcelain. At his side was a familiar man with chestnut hair.
‘Master?’
Diana had known Ardin was coming, but Malacar’s appearance caught her completely off guard.
At the arrival of these unfamiliar faces, the maids stirred once more.
“Is that the First Prince we’ve only heard about?”
“The man beside him seems to be Malacar, doesn’t he? What brings him all the way here?”
“How is it that Prince Ardin glows so? Like someone has taken the sun and shaped it into human form.”
She understood the maids’ reaction, smitten as they were.
‘The Tragic Crown Prince.’
Ardin had long been the subject of rumors that he would become a virtuous ruler.
‘He was held in remarkably high esteem among the common people.’
She remembered how her uncle had countered him fiercely.
‘Falling victim to my uncle’s schemes, I became engaged to Romie.’
Romie still harbored designs on an engagement with Ardin.
“I love beautiful things. Among the people I could marry, Prince Ardin is the most beautiful, isn’t he? He’ll be mine.”
She’d fallen head over heels for that beautiful face. The memory of Romie’s strutting, boastful expression flickered through her mind.
The possibility that the one she desired might actually despise her simply did not exist in Romie’s world.
‘In the end, she succeeded in becoming engaged to Prince Ardin.’
The Duke of House Rothwell had used Ardin to incite rebellion. The pretext was to depose the Emperor and place Ardin on the throne.
In the end, it was Diana herself who took that seat.
Just then, another maid, watching her companions fuss, clicked her tongue.
“Good looks don’t matter much. He’s only a Lower-tier Ability User.”
“True, compared to how remarkable the Second Prince’s Ability is…”
“Hush, what if someone hears you say that?”
Diana clicked her own tongue at the maids’ conversation.
‘Ability isn’t what matters.’
Ardin was hiding many things they didn’t know about. If they learned the truth, they would all be shocked.
As Diana was studying him, she suddenly felt a chill creep up the back of her neck. Sevar’s gaze had locked with hers directly.
He turned to Barcan and asked,
“By the way, what’s with the little one, Barcan?”
“She’s not little.”
“…?”
“Sixteen is hardly a small age to be called ‘little,’ is it?”
“Sixteen? She doesn’t look it at all.”
“Appearances aren’t everything.”
“Fair enough. So she’s not little. Then why is she here?”
Without thinking, Diana hunched her shoulders and held her breath.
She could read it immediately—Sevar’s displeasure with her. The keen instinct she’d honed desperately to survive in House Rothwell served her well.
What kind of person was Sevar, really?
Was the suspicion that he’d conspired with the Duke of House Rothwell the truth? Or did he have his own justification that no one else knew?
‘I’ll know soon enough if I face him directly.’
Just as Diana was watching Sevar with a wary gaze, he opened his mouth in that cold voice.
“Follow me, Barcan. We have things to discuss.”
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Sevar made his way unhesitatingly to the Office. When Sevar took his seat at the head, Barcan also sat.
Despite the time that had passed, there was less awkwardness than expected. Sevar spoke with a cold expression.
“What’s been happening in the family? The Council of Elders sent word. Apparently you’ve been beating Roshe.”
“He was causing trouble within the family, so I disciplined him.”
“It seems you’ve been at it outside the family as well.”
Barcan’s brows rose in displeasure.
“Is that something I shouldn’t have done?”
“Barcan.”
His claim was true.
After Daniel left the house, Barcan had followed him. And he’d kept his hand on the situation until his anger was spent.
“Explain.”
Barcan told him bluntly what had happened.
That Bianca had been insulted, that Diana had protected her, and that he’d stepped in when things escalated.
At these words, Sevar’s brows rose with displeasure.
“You should have beaten him harder.”
Barcan couldn’t tell if Sevar was serious or joking. As always, his expression gave nothing away.
But the answer itself pleased him.
“If I’d beaten him any more, he’d be dead?”
“Next time, don’t think about that. Just beat him.”
“Are you serious? Really? I’m not so lacking in sense that I can’t hear when you’re being facetious.”
Sevar brushed aside Barcan’s protest and asked in a cold voice,
“That’s not the end of it, though. You have more to tell me, don’t you?”
“…What are you asking about?”
“You brought someone from House Rothwell.”
“….”
“And you even made her Bianca’s maid? The Duke’s daughter? I’m curious what you were thinking bringing her here.”
Barcan answered, trying his best to hide his emotions.
“I brought her without thinking much about it. I simply found her way of speaking rather charming.”
It was an honest answer, but a reckless one. Sevar pressed his hand to his throbbing temples.
Barcan continued,
“But Bianca has taken quite a liking to her as well. She’ll remain as Bianca’s maid at her side, so please don’t interfere.”
“….”
“She’s clever and kind. Bianca and she get along wonderfully. Ever since she arrived, Bianca’s been much brighter.”
After hearing everything, Sevar answered indifferently,
“That won’t do.”
“Father.”
“What sudden whimsy is this, Barcan?”
Sevar’s cold gaze pierced through Barcan.
“You told me not a soul from House Rothwell could be trusted. If you’re so concerned with her, wouldn’t it be better to send her away? There’s no reason to keep her in this Residence.”
“….”
“The objections from the family elders are fierce.”
“So you’ll move according to their words?”

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