I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 80

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#80

The small bottle passed through Harhen’s hands into Fillen’s grasp.

Fillen examined the bottle carefully once more.

It was definitely the same type of bottle that had come from Misa’s room.

That meant Leilah had really bribed Misa to poison Sisly.

“….”

Fillen stared blankly at the medicine bottle, stunned by this completely unexpected fact.

The butler Harhen, who had brought the maid to Fillen, was also deeply shocked.

Come to think of it, the only person Misa would have risked her life to serve loyally was Leilah.

After Leilah left the manor, Misa had been particularly longing for her.

Other maids testified that she frequently visited not only the room where Leilah had stayed, but also the warehouse where Leilah’s belongings were stored.

Fillen’s expression grew more serious.

Harhen watched his mood carefully and spoke cautiously.

“Perhaps the head maid discovered the medicine bottle by chance while looking through Miss Leilah’s belongings and made her own plan?”

“Either way, it’s a fact that Leilah bought this medicine with the intention of harming my child.”

Fillen answered, emphasizing the part about “my child.”

Since what he said was true, Harhen could no longer take Leilah’s side and quietly closed his mouth.

Fillen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thinking about the possibility that Leilah wasn’t the culprit.

But no matter how much he thought about it, Leilah was definitely the perpetrator.

She had killed his child.

His long-awaited first child…!

Bang-!

Unable to contain his rising anger, Fillen struck the sofa armrest hard.

Of all people, for Leilah to do such a thing.

The sense of betrayal hit him hard, proportional to how much he had trusted Leilah.

Fillen gritted his teeth and stood up.

“I’m leaving for the capital immediately.”

Leilah.

If you really killed my child, I will never forgive you.

Never.

* * *

The diplomatic envoy from the Kingdom of Natsha arrived in Hutton on the second day after we had arrived in Hutton.

Having heard in advance that they were coming, I changed into my uniform and went outside.

Viscount Valdir, who had come out earlier, frowned when he saw my outfit.

“Princess, why are you dressed like that?”

What was wrong with it?

“Is there a problem?”

“Your attire is not befitting of a princess.”

Attire not befitting of a princess? What…

Ah, was he complaining because I wasn’t wearing a dress?

If I were an ordinary noble princess, wearing a dress would be appropriate, but I was clearly the Emperor’s aide and a member of the diplomatic mission.

I was dumbfounded that he would say such a thing.

“I hope you won’t forget that I am His Majesty’s aide.”

“Who said anything about that.”

Viscount Valdir chuckled.

“I merely said that if you’re a princess, it would be better to dress like one.”

“I’ll suggest it to Emperor when I have my next uniform tailored.”

Viscount Valdir made a displeased expression, apparently not liking my response.

He seemed to have much more to say, but soon had to turn away silently upon receiving a report that the Kingdom of Natsha’s diplomatic envoy was arriving at the manor.

Shortly after, a large and imposing group entered the main hall.

“Welcome to the Empire.”

While Viscount Valdir was the representative of the diplomatic mission, Baron Hutton was the lord of the territory, so he greeted the envoy on our behalf.

“Thank you for welcoming us, Your Excellency Baron Hutton.”

The one who greeted on behalf of the Kingdom of Natsha was Baron Azef, the representative of the diplomatic envoy.

“I am Viscount Valdir, the Minister of Foreign Affairs.”

As Viscount Valdir joined the conversation, the discussion became somewhat lengthy.

While they were talking, I surveyed the Natsha Kingdom’s envoy.

As written in the documents, the envoy consisted of 5 people total, 4 men and 1 woman.

Though I was seeing them for the first time today, I already knew who was who from reading the documents in advance.

As I was scanning them while memorizing their names, I made eye contact with the woman who happened to be looking at me.

The woman narrowed her eyes charmingly and approached me. Her short bob swayed with each movement.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Diane Andrian.”

Diane introduced herself and offered a handshake.

This was a greeting method not commonly used between noble ladies.

So while it felt somewhat unfamiliar, I was pleased that she seemed to see me as a complete official rather than just a noble princess.

“I’m also pleased to meet you. I’m Leilah Tebesa.”

I smiled and took her extended hand.

“Hutton is truly a beautiful city. It reminded me of the Kingdom of Natsha, so I felt good throughout the journey here.”

She was subtly boasting that the Kingdom of Natsha was beautiful.

“While Hutton is certainly a beautiful city, the Empire has many cities more beautiful than Hutton.”

At another time, I might have let it pass, but not now.

I smiled and countered.

“Especially the capital, Valutche, is the most beautiful. If the opportunity arises, I’d like to invite you all to the capital.”

A gleam appeared in Diane’s eyes as she looked at me. Her lips curved upward in a pleasant arc.

“That sounds quite exciting. Count Tebesa will guide me then, won’t you?”

Count Tebesa. Indeed, she was acknowledging me as an official.

While I was happy about that fact, I also felt bitter about my situation where I had to be pleased by such a small thing.

“Of course.”

My conversation with Diane was pleasant and interesting.

Most of all, I liked that she didn’t look down on me like other nobles did.

“My, what are two lovely ladies discussing so intently?”

While I was talking with Diane, Aldor suddenly interjected.

“Short hair isn’t common in the Empire, so I rarely get to see it, but looking at it like this, it’s quite refreshing.”

Aldor looked Diane up and down as if he found her extremely fascinating.

Such rudeness in front of a person.

I was embarrassed as a fellow noble of the Empire.

“Young Lord Hutton.”

I thought it would be better to stop him before he committed further rudeness, so I called out to him.

Then Aldor winked at me.

“Don’t be jealous, Princess Tebesa. In my eyes, you’re the prettiest.”

What kind of ridiculous nonsense…

I bit the soft flesh inside my mouth to compose my crumbling expression. My forced smile trembled slightly.

“How rude.”

Unlike me, who was hiding my emotions, Diane openly displayed her displeasure.

“Is this how the Empire welcomes foreign envoys? By sexually harassing members of the diplomatic mission?”

Diane’s voice echoed loudly throughout the hall, drawing everyone’s attention.

Aldor’s face turned bright red as he unexpectedly became the center of attention and was branded as a sexual harasser.

“When, when did I ever sexually harass you…!”

“You just did, didn’t you? And why are you speaking informally? I never gave you permission to drop honorifics with me.”

Unlike me, who was fumbling with words, Diane spoke her mind without hesitation.

Even though we’re both women, we’re so different.

I felt ashamed and embarrassed of myself. A desire to act as confidently as Diane suddenly surged within me.

When Diane snapped at him, Aldor’s face turned red and he clamped his mouth shut.

“What’s going on here.”

Baron Hutton approached from behind Aldor and asked.

“Father! I’m being wrongly accused!”

Aldor protested his innocence to Baron Hutton.

After hearing the whole story, Baron Hutton let out a short sigh and pushed Aldor’s back.

“Go back to your room.”

“Father!”

“Now!”

At Baron Hutton’s shout, Aldor stomped away noisily.

“My foolish son has made a mistake.”

Baron Hutton turned to Diane and apologized.

“I apologize on his behalf, Princess Andrian.”

“I’ll accept the apology for that brat’s rudeness, but I’d appreciate it if Your Lordship would also use the correct title.”

Diane smiled sweetly while looking at the bewildered Baron Hutton.

“You should call me Kyung Andrian or Viscount Andrian, not Princess Andrian. I came here as a diplomat, after all.”

* * *

“Didn’t you push too hard from the start?”

At Baron Azef’s words, Diane, who had entered the room she was shown to and was taking off her coat, turned to look at him.

“What do you mean? You’re the one who told me to find fault with them, Uncle.”

“That’s true, but after talking with them, they don’t seem like people we need to do that to.”

“So they’re not very capable people?”

“Baron Hutton seems somewhat useful, but Viscount Valdir is completely useless.”

Baron Azef sat on the sofa with a laugh.

“To think such a man is the Minister of Foreign Affairs. The Empire’s glory must be a thing of the past. This negotiation should be easy to resolve.”

“I wonder. Will it really be that simple?”

At Diane’s response, Baron Azef looked at her.

“There’s someone who concerns you, I suppose?”

“Yes, there is.”

“Who?”

Diane thought for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders.

“They don’t seem to be at the level of an obstacle yet, so I’ll tell you when they grow to that extent.”

* * *

It was disappointing that I couldn’t talk more with Diane because of Aldor.

I thought about going to see her, but I held back since it didn’t seem right to meet a foreign diplomatic mission privately.

The other party might think I came to spy on them.

Viscount Valdir might also find fault with me for no reason.

I’ll see her again at the dinner banquet, so I can talk with her then.

Consoling my disappointed feelings, I skimmed through the materials I had compiled about the Kingdom of Natsha.

But I wonder if Viscount Valdir even read the materials I gave him.

I’m certain he didn’t even glance at them.

‘As expected, I need to attend the negotiations.’

Viscount Valdir wouldn’t allow me to participate in the negotiations, but that didn’t matter.

I was the Emperor’s representative.

That alone was qualification enough to attend the negotiations without the Viscount’s permission.

“Miss.”

Eria came in carrying a large box.

“His Lordship has sent you a gift.”

Since she called him “His Lordship” instead of “Master,” she must be referring to Viscount Valdir.

He sent me a gift. It probably wasn’t sent with good intentions.

I looked at the box with uncomfortable eyes.

Eria, on the other hand, was grinning as she set the box down on the table.

“May I open it, Miss?”

Surely there wouldn’t be anything strange inside a gift sent through a maid.

I tried to suppress my uncomfortable feelings and answered.

“…Go ahead.”

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