Hiding the Fact That We Are Dating From the Amnesiac Villain - Chapter 13

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Chapter 13
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I hadn’t slept a wink last night.
Freena mechanically peeled away at a mountain of potato skins.
Was everything that happened last night truly not a dream?
I couldn’t bring myself to believe it.
It was an even greater shock than when I saw Hugho in the Black Forest.
“Freena, I’ve always wished for your happiness.”
Even before losing his memories, Hugho had desired her happiness.
And I felt the same way.
I only wished for him to live well away from prying eyes—I never wished for his death!
‘Decklin Caesar often conceals the identities of his knights.’
So he had hidden his true name, Draven, and revealed the alias Hugho instead.
The resemblance to Decklin Caesar as well….
‘He must have recruited a knight with a similar appearance to serve as a body double.’
Perhaps even what Hugho was doing in the Black Forest was under Decklin Caesar’s orders.
‘What kind of life have you been living, Hugho!’
“Freena, why are you sighing so much?”
As Freena sighed, a fellow worker at Daisy Hall who was also peeling potatoes asked with concern.
Her name was Hanna, a colleague who had worked alongside Freena at Daisy Hall for a long time.
“Did that chef snap at you again? That guy’s really strange, I’m telling you.”
Ah, yes. Something like that had happened earlier.
There was a chef who had shouted at her for being slow when she brought the sack of flour.
But I had no time to dwell on that chef.
It was Hugho who was troubling me now….
“Is it because of your ex-boyfriend?”
What?
When my coworker suddenly hit upon the truth, Freena blinked in surprise.
“Is it that obvious?”
“For heaven’s sake, Freena! Just forget that damned man right now!”
“No, I can’t forget him just like that….”
Tomorrow might be the anniversary of his death. How could I forget that!
“My goodness. Freena, you loved him terribly.”
“No, that’s not quite it….”
Unable to tell her the truth, I hesitated on what to say, and Hanna gazed at me with pity.
“Freena, once the triumphal procession is over, I’ll introduce you to a really good, decent man. Understood?”
“Huh?”
“I’ll find you a man who doesn’t ghost you and keeps in touch. That guy is really suspicious. You did well to break up with him, I’m telling you. And there are plenty of good men in this world.”
There were probably plenty of men better than Hugho. As long as they didn’t do anything dangerous, they’d pass.
My standards were remarkably low.
How on earth am I supposed to handle this?
In the original story, after Hugho’s death, Decklin Caesar launches a massive purge under the pretext of an assassination attempt.
Many servants die unjustly in the process.
‘But if Count Seiton’s assassination attempt never happens in the first place, then none of that will occur.’
Besides, I can save Hugho too.
And Hugho…
He once saved Freena in the past. At a moment when no one else could stand up for her.
Perhaps this was my chance to repay that debt.
Freena made her decision. She would save Hugho.
“Say, Hanna. Are they short on staff for the Banquet Hall?”
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At last, it was the final day of the banquet.
And today was also the day Hugho would be assassinated.
“Freena, you really need to appreciate the effort I’ve put in for you, you know? I went and told the head chef that you’re so delicate you absolutely couldn’t carry this heavy thing to the Banquet Hall alone, so I came along with you.”
Hanna, carrying food alongside Freena, spoke earnestly as they made their way to the Banquet Hall.
“Thank you, Hanna.”
“If you’re grateful, then you have to let me introduce you to a man. Please, I’m begging you—forget about that deadbeat who ghosted you.”
Hanna was still under a misunderstanding.
She thought Freena had been ghosted and was depressed, so she’d apparently drawn up a list of decent men to introduce.
She really was a good friend.
“You’re listening to me, right Freena? After the banquet, you’re going to let me introduce you without any complaints?”
“Yeah, sure.”
Freena answered vaguely.
From the moment she entered the Banquet Hall, her mind had been elsewhere.
‘I have to prevent Hugho from dying!’
Freena silently carried food through the Banquet Hall alongside Hanna and the other servants.
She caught snippets of nobles whispering among themselves.
“Where is the Grand Duke Caesar?”
“He’s been holed up in the Second Floor Guest Room since earlier.”
So Decklin is in the Guest Room. Could Hugho be there too?
“Let’s go now, Freena.”
It was just as Hanna and the Workers were quietly turning to leave.
“Hanna, I have one more task I was ordered to do. You go ahead.”
“Huh? You have another task?”
“I was told to bring something to the second floor and leave it there.”
“Is that so? Alright, hurry back.”
Hanna left the Banquet Hall without suspicion, along with the other servants.
The moment Freena confirmed they were gone, she quickly changed direction and climbed the spiral staircase leading to the second floor of the Banquet Hall.
Toward Count Seiton’s Guest Room.
According to the original novel’s narrative, on this final day of the banquet, Count Seiton never entered his room and stayed in the Banquet Hall all day.
Perhaps it was because she continued to watch Decklin, her target, with eyes burning with vengeance.
Freena gripped the wine bottle tightly and opened the door to Count Seiton’s guest room.
As expected. No one was there.
A bottle of precious wine sat in the center of the table.
It was the poisoned wine meant for assassination.
Freena intended to switch its contents.
She had deliberately stopped by Daisy Hall to procure cheap wine as well.
Even cheap, it was quite palatable.
‘Let’s hurry.’
When I climbed to the second floor, no one was there. Much less would anyone approach Count Seiton’s guest room.
I worked to calm my racing heart as I swiftly switched the contents.
‘Done!’
Now to leave!
If anyone discovered me here, I might face unwanted interrogation.
The moment I stepped out of the guest room, I muffled my footsteps and walked as quickly as possible.
‘Wait, this is….’
At the end of the corridor where I paused, breathing heavily, I saw a door—one I’d glimpsed days ago, hauntingly familiar and ominous.
Decklin Caesar’s private guest room.
‘Decklin isn’t at the banquet hall right now….’
He must be in his guest room.
So I should pass by even more quietly!
My pace quickened further. It would be best to hurry past that place especially.
It was just as I reached right in front of Decklin’s guest room.
The door swung open.
The firmly shut door opened without warning.
And for a moment, I died.
“…Miss Felt?”
But a familiar voice reached my ears, and I half-revived.
‘It’s Hugho?’
The person who appeared from the open door was none other than Hugho.
My gaze shifted toward the slightly ajar gap beyond Hugho’s shoulder.

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