Let’s Tame The Crazy Heroine - Chapter 19

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Chapter 19

“Thank you for understanding.”

The Crown Prince smiled gently as he looked at me and Louis.

He was certainly handsome, probably because he was the male protagonist. Of course, that absolutely didn’t mean I was excited or anything.

“Beatrice, shall we go change clothes now?”

“No thank you. I’ll be going home.”

Despite the Crown Prince’s gentle words, a cold wind was still blowing fiercely from Louis.

Right, it would be better to go home before another incident happened.

I quickly grabbed the magical device I had secretly placed on the stone, away from the Crown Prince’s notice.

“Then we shall take our leave now.”

I quickly took the initiative, worried that Louis might say something strange again.

The Crown Prince looked quite regretful but indicated that it was fine for us to leave, and I immediately grabbed Louis’s arm and hurried out of the First Princess’s Palace.

* * *

“Beatrice, come here for a moment.”

As soon as I got in the carriage, I loaded up to scold Louis.

I was planning to rapid-fire lecture him about how he shouldn’t act so rudely toward the male protagonist.

But I couldn’t speak because Louis was taking out a handkerchief and wrapping it around my neck.

There was one problem though.

“Gack, Louis.”

He wrapped it so tightly that I couldn’t breathe.

“That damn Crown Prince bastard. Making an already ugly kid even uglier?”

Excuse me? An ugly kid?

Of course, it was true that Rene was ugly compared to Beatrice, the female protagonist!

But still!

Saying I’m ugly so blatantly is against the rules!

“Apply medicine as soon as we get back.”

“I understand. But Louis…”

“Be careful not to get it wet for a while.”

“I said I understand. More importantly…”

“Don’t remove the bandage even if it’s stuffy. Think of all this as your uncle’s words and take them to heart.”

I can’t get a word in.

I listened to Louis’s nagging—written as nagging but read as a long speech—for a while as we returned to the manor.

Louis’s endless nagging only stopped after we arrived at the Count’s mansion.

A servant who came to greet us opened the carriage door.

I took the servant’s outstretched hand and got out, giving an awkward smile to the servant who was staring at the wound on my neck.

Louis left immediately after leaving behind more nagging about getting treatment right away.

“Shall I call the family doctor?”

“No, it’s fine. It’s not that serious.”

I let out a tired sigh and stepped through the door the servant had opened for me.

And I happened to run into the Count who was coming down to the first floor lobby.

“Good day, Count.”

I still greeted him politely, but the Count glanced at me once and turned away without a word of greeting.

It wasn’t that far a distance, so he must have seen the dark red dried blood on my neck, yet the Count didn’t even blink.

To call such a person a father.

I likewise ignored the Count and went up the stairs toward my room on the second floor.

A corner of my chest ached.

Since I wasn’t the one who was hurt, it was probably traces of Rene Sauver remaining inside me.

Even after being treated like that, do you still have hope left?

I asked the traces of Rene Sauver that might still remain somewhere.

Somehow it felt bitter.

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After returning from the tea party, I was completely exhausted.

Taking care of Louis, looking after the First Princess, dealing with the Crown Prince. It was tiring in many ways.

For a while, I’ll just lie in bed and imitate a pill bug.

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“Today there will be a knight departure ceremony to subjugate the evil dragon, so prepare yourself.”

Pill bug my ass. I’m going out again.

The Emperor decided to hold a departure ceremony to boost the knights’ morale.

Thanks to that, my plan to hole up in bed for a while was completely ruined.

I reluctantly prepared to go out.

I wanted to skip it if I could, but since knights from Sauver County were also participating, I had to attend.

Subjugation, especially dragon subjugation, would never be an easy task.

According to other romance fantasy novels, dragons fly through the sky, breathe fire, and their scales are several times harder than armor.

After finishing my preparations to go out, I took Count Ulver’s hand and got into the carriage.

Whether he knew my troubled state of mind or not, the carriage carrying Louis and the Count as well departed smoothly.

Heavy silence flowed inside the carriage throughout the journey to the Imperial Palace.

I stared blankly out the window, the Count looked at documents he had brought, and Louis read a newspaper.

We were a family with no affection to be found.

Soon the carriage arrived at the Imperial Palace and came to a stop.

Numerous nobles had already gathered at the Imperial Palace.

After getting out of the carriage, I walked slowly toward the Grand Banquet Hall where the departure ceremony would be held, with a listless expression.

When we arrived in front of the Grand Banquet Hall, a servant announced our entrance in a loud voice.

“The head of Sauver County, the young Count, and Lady Sauver are entering!”

Finally, the doors of the Grand Banquet Hall opened and I went down the stairs escorted by the Count.

As soon as we finished descending the stairs, the Count let go of my hand, and I also let go of the Count’s hand without regret and headed straight for the table where food was laid out.

Since it had come to this, I might as well eat lots of delicious food before going back.

While I was busily carrying food to engage in a food fight.

I saw a sparkling favorability rating in the distance.

[Favorability 60%]

I instinctively recognized that he was Duke Wischurs.

Perhaps because I had kicked him last time, I could see that his favorability had dropped by a whole 10%.

Right, I would do the same.

Still, seeing the Duke looking completely recovered made me feel relieved.

I watched the Duke looking around as if searching for something while diligently eating the food I had brought.

Surely he’s not looking for Beatrice even after getting beaten up like that?

The Duke didn’t spare even a glance at the young ladies dressed as colorfully as peacocks who were fluttering around him.

From Beatrice’s friend’s perspective, the Duke seems like the best man though.

I was thinking about how to pair the Duke with Louis in my head.

Suddenly the Duke turned his head this way and seemed to be watching me intently, then started approaching in this direction.

What, why is he coming this way.

I quickly put down the fork I had been using to stab steak and wiped the sauce from my lips with a napkin.

That’s when it happened.

Suddenly Rene Sauver’s memories came to mind.

Though it wasn’t described in detail in the original work, the Duke and Rene were quite close friends.

It wasn’t like the Crown Prince asking ‘help me win your friend’s heart,’ and the Duke treated Rene quite like a real friend.

They had deeper conversations than expected about what kind of personality Rene had, what she liked and disliked, what kind of relationship she had with Beatrice, and so on.

Though his purpose was still to win Beatrice’s heart.

Unlike the Crown Prince, the Duke was the type to personally take care of even the close friend of the woman he liked.

Thanks to this, René, who hadn’t been adapting well to high society, was able to attend the banquet quite comfortably.

The Duke showed a faint smile as soon as he saw me.

The young ladies who saw that smile screamed “Kyaa!” in excitement.

“Lady Sauver, have you been well all this time?”

But I had to keep my wits about me.

He was someone who knew a lot about René. I couldn’t afford to create any suspicious aspects.

I’m busy setting up Louis Sauver with the male leads too!

I recalled René’s character setting from the original work and timidly rolled my eyes while lowering my head.

Then I deliberately made my hands tremble slightly as I lifted my skirt hem to appear nervous.

“It’s been a long time, Your Grace.”

I sealed my lips shut after finishing that greeting.

The real René wasn’t much of a talker when she was with the Duke.

It was usually the Duke who did the talking while René listened.

The Duke naturally came to stand beside me.

Then he naturally opened the conversation with talk about today’s weather.

“The weather is quite nice today, isn’t it? Come to think of it, I believe you liked this kind of weather.”

Did René like this kind of weather?

Since I couldn’t remember such detailed information, I vaguely mumbled along.

“Yes, it’s weather I really like.”

I thought the Duke’s words would naturally continue from here, but for some reason, only silence lingered.

I sneakily turned my head to look at the Duke.

As soon as my eyes met with the Duke, who was looking at me as if puzzled, I quickly lowered my head.

“Did Lady Sauver like this kind of blazing sunny weather? What I mentioned was the weather that Beatrice Rockwood liked.”

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