I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 103

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#Episode 103

 

“…What?”

 

At Edwin’s sudden remark, I stopped crying and lifted my head.

 

Receiving my gaze, he continued speaking.

 

“They said Elisia’s performance today was quite impressive. They mentioned it was regrettable that the circumstances didn’t allow for a longer conversation, and asked me to deliver this instead.”

 

Then he pulled out a small envelope from his inner pocket.

 

The moment I saw the Perang Family Seal stamped on the bottom right, my eyes widened as if they might pop out.

 

“…!”

 

You should have mentioned this important thing first, damn gentleman!

 

The tears that had been dampening my cheeks evaporated without a trace.

 

I hurriedly opened the envelope.

 

It contained a message saying they planned to hold a small literary society at the Marquis Residence soon, and since there were many people they wanted to introduce, they hoped I would definitely visit.

 

Unable to believe it, I read it several times before suddenly stopping my movements.

 

‘Wait, people they want to introduce?’

 

I recalled Isabella’s exceptional network of connections.

 

The names of countless great literary masters she must have known as the Imperial Capital’s greatest intellect flashed through my mind!

 

“Aaah! Aaaaah! Aaaaah!!”

 

The entire universe is helping me.

 

To repay me with an even greater and more substantial opportunity than what I lost!

 

I held her letter high above my head and jumped around like a madwoman, screaming like a dolphin.

 

Meanwhile, the Imperial Palace servants who had been starting their daily routine since early dawn witnessed the sight of a certain noblewoman screaming and jumping around like a madwoman.

 

It was quite an unseemly sight, so their eyes, noses, and mouths involuntarily widened as they walked busily.

 

“Isn’t that the Duchess of Lombard over there?”

 

“Why is she suddenly stomping her feet and making strange noises?”

 

“Is this the first or second time you’ve seen her like this? Come on, just pretend you don’t know.”

 

Let’s keep it a secret that they all shook their heads in unison, muttering that she hadn’t changed one bit.

 

* * *

 

“I apologize, but Lord Nigel is still….”

 

“I know my brother gets up at this time. Move aside!”

 

In the early dawn, outside Nigel’s bedchamber where he had just awakened, it suddenly became noisy.

 

The Chief Chamberlain’s earnest dissuasion could be heard, but the unwelcome visitor paid no heed and threw a tantrum.

 

‘How tiresome from the morning.’

 

Nigel let out a deep sigh.

 

Rosalind was destined to become a foreign queen.

 

Since she would need to do her part for her homeland even after marrying into another country, which would help his future reign, Nigel suppressed his rising irritation and pulled the bell cord.

 

Taking this as a signal, Rosalind burst in.

 

“Brother!!”

 

“Give me some time to wake up, Rosalind.”

 

“That’s not what’s important right now. I’m so upset I could go crazy!”

 

Rosalind had been spoiled rotten since childhood.

 

Since her comparison was ‘that’ Elisia, she stood out even with the slightest effort, and having always lived surrounded by people’s praise and protection, she never felt the need to try hard.

 

Nigel suppressed his rising irritation once again and sat up from the bed.

 

Rosalind followed closely behind him.

 

“Brother was sleeping so peacefully he didn’t know, right? Joseph almost died just now.”

 

“I know.”

 

“How do you know?!”

 

“There’s no way they wouldn’t report such a big incident to me. I heard he’s safe.”

 

Neither of them showed any sign of worry for their young youngest brother.

 

Their expressions were as indifferent as watching a fire at someone else’s house.

 

“Elisia saved Joseph. That wench had to be the one to save him!”

 

“I know that too.”

 

“Do you know what everyone is saying? They say Elisia seems to have changed. Just because she got lucky and saved him by patting his back a few times! I could do that much too!”

 

Rosalind threw a tantrum without caring about the attendants’ gazes.

 

In truth, her personality was no better than Elisia’s, but fortunately she knew when and where to control herself, so few people knew Rosalind’s true nature.

 

Of course, it was also thanks to someone adding fuel to rumors behind the scenes or conversely suppressing them.

 

The tragedy, if it could be called that, was that Nigel was always the one who suffered.

 

“Brother, can’t you spread some rumors again?”

 

“What did you say.”

 

“You know, like Elisia hit Joseph and caused trouble at the dedication ceremony. Like you always do, hm?”

 

Mix a spoonful of lies with the truth.

 

This was Nigel’s favorite method.

 

There was no easier way to keep Elisia in check, who might become an obstacle to inheriting the throne in the future.

 

When she struck a servant’s wrist with a thorn wood switch for brushing her hair wrong, it became ‘she cut off the wrist.’

 

When a noblewoman arguing with her accidentally missed a step on the stairs, it became ‘she pushed the noblewoman who spoke the truth off the balcony.’

 

By twisting the truth just a little, rumors spread far and wide without much effort.

 

When originally bland incidents were made savory with a spoonful of seasoning, how could the gossip enthusiasts not be tempted?

 

“Brother!”

 

When there was no answer from Nigel, Rosalind finally lost her patience and shouted.

 

Only then did he look down at his sister who had come whining since dawn.

 

Ha, this ordeal won’t last much longer, so I must endure it.

 

“I’m constantly working on it too.”

 

“Then why do Elisia’s rumors keep getting better?”

 

“No matter how good Elisia’s reputation becomes, it won’t even reach your toes, so why are you so anxious?”

 

“Something’s strange. I have a bad feeling about this…”

 

Rosalind was stupid, but her intuition was quite sharp.

 

In fact, Nigel was also feeling that something wasn’t going according to plan in a strangely unsettling way.

 

Nigel spread a rumor that Elisia had struck Count Dorva’s neck with an axe, slightly modifying the fact that she had struck the neck of her brother-in-law Count Dorva’s ‘statue.’

 

But somehow the story took on a different direction as it spread.

 

It became a heroic tale that she had personally struck her brother-in-law to protect the poor citizens.

 

“I even heard this rumor. That bitch Elisia deliberately pretended to be stupid to survive in the Imperial Court. Does this make any sense?”

 

“….”

 

“It’s so ridiculous I’m speechless. They say Elisia is competent enough to push reform policies, excellent in literature, and can speak as many as five foreign languages. Even the notoriously difficult Ancient Argenbach Language!”

 

Of course, it wasn’t really funny in that sense.

 

Rosalind racked her brain trying to figure out where such absurd rumors had spread from, but couldn’t find any clues at all.

 

Eventually her irritation exploded.

 

“Saving Joseph was just lucky! Why is she being praised for something like that?!”

 

“Calm down, Rosalind.”

 

“This is annoying. It would have been better if he had just died so it would be Elisia’s fault!”

 

Then you should have done it yourself.

 

These words rose to his throat, but he didn’t bother to voice them. There would be no benefit from doing so.

 

Rosalind, who had been raging by herself, suddenly muttered.

 

“Could Elisia really have been hiding her abilities?”

 

“I can’t say the possibility is zero. But considering that fiery personality of hers….”

 

That was exactly the problem – Elisia’s personality.

 

Nigel had harbored such suspicions too. Every time he heard rumors about what Elisia was up to in the Northern Region.

 

But her arrogant and fiery personality was definitely the same as before.

 

It was the same even after coming to the Imperial Capital.

 

Like grabbing the Minister of the Inquisition by the collar, or treating precious gems like the Eye of Blessing – which should be in a museum – like stones rolling around at her feet.

 

According to what the attendant had just told him while changing clothes, Elisia had caused another commotion in front of the chapel.

 

“No matter how I think about it, she doesn’t have the personality to hide her abilities and live quietly.”

 

“Then what could it be?”

 

“Duke Lombard must have been a much better teacher than expected.”

 

“When was it that she made such a fuss about not wanting to get married.”

 

Actually, there were rumors about this too.

 

That Duke Lombard and Elisia were originally lovers, but they deliberately pretended not to get along because they were worried His Majesty wouldn’t send Elisia to Lombard.

 

But if he mentioned this, his eardrums that had been overworked since dawn might finally burst, so he decided to stay silent.

 

“Do people really change that much when they get married?”

 

“Well, you’ll find out soon when you get married too.”

 

“I don’t want to get married. How can I live in such a backwater place like Marsen….”

 

“Even if you say that, I believe you’ll do well.”

 

The fact that Rosalind’s marriage destination had been decided as the distant frontier Pavia rather than the southern powerhouse Marsen was also kept silent out of consideration for his poor eardrums.

 

She, who had been deep in thought by herself, muttered.

 

“I just thought of a way to make Elisia suffer.”

 

“Hmm?”

 

“I can’t rely on my brother forever. This time I’ll act directly myself. Don’t try to stop me!”

 

Nigel considered trying to dissuade her, but then remembered that Rosalind would soon be leaving Baldin.

 

Well, Karl II of Pavia will handle the cleanup himself.

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