Mad Rosetta - Chapter 66

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Mad Rosetta

Episode 66

Time of the Fall (1)

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I don’t even know how I returned to the manor.

I just fled from the Imperial Palace corridor as if escaping, went outside the palace, then returned alone again.

It was because I had forgotten to greet the royal family.

I tried to offer my greetings, but Father asked for understanding saying my face had turned pale. And then…

And whatever else.

I tried to think of other things on purpose, but it was useless.

The scene of Cessia coughing up blood and looking at me with bloodshot eyes, and the sight of him getting up perfectly fine while holding the raised dagger kept repeating endlessly.

– 【Rather than that, this guy seems to suit you better.】

Son of a bitch.

– 【…I’ll take that as you asking to hold hands, darling.】

Son of a bitch.

– 【I love you, Rosette.】

Really, you son of a bitch…

I bit my lower lip several times, desperately trying to hold back tears.

Even though my lips were already torn and I had been scolded by the children many times before, I bit my mouth again.

Your question about discussing feelings without even knowing who the other person was – at the time I thought it was just words meant to push me away.

I was even having ridiculous regrets, wondering if I should have stopped tactfully at that point.

I resented myself for running away without being able to get angry or question what was going on.

– 【It’s already too late, darling. You’re obviously going to regret it anyway, so I won’t tell you.】

Ah, right. You said that too.

So you quietly watched me buy that useless silver dagger, and when you mentioned sleeping pills as an easy way to kill Cessia, you must have hated it so much.

You were just waiting for Cessia to die by my hands in his intact form.

But apart from the terrible sense of betrayal, several questions remained.

‘…What is this name Sing? Didn’t you say you were killed by Fordicus’s mother?’

As I kept mulling over memories with Sing and cursing, I realized something.

Ridiculously, he avoided answers when he avoided them, but he had never actually lied to me.

Does this mean the Montague Duchess was behind killing Sing, no… the former Emperor?

Lying sprawled on the bed like someone with nothing to do and pondering, all sorts of information swirled in my head making me a bit dizzy.

“Um, Lady… Are you feeling alright?”

“Your complexion still doesn’t look very good.”

Penny and the children by the bedside were watching me with anxious eyes.

At this rate, I might end up with a solid reputation as a Lady who falls ill at the drop of a hat.

‘More than anything, I want them to stop being so concerned…’

With that thought, as I slowly got up from the bed, Penny approached and spoke with a serious tone.

“Um, Lady. I’ll go to the Duke right now and tell him. That your physical condition is still not good.”

“Didn’t I tell you it was just nausea at the banquet hall. It’s fine, so please leave now.”

“But, still…”

Since I couldn’t disguise my foul mood from betrayal as being sick, I said what I had to say and left the room first.

‘A family meal at a time like this…’

Please let the Epsilon Mother and Daughter not get on my nerves, at least for today.

I prayed earnestly as I headed to the dining hall.

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“By the way, thinking that you’ll be away for a long time, the manor already feels quiet.”

“That’s right. When exactly are you planning to return?”

“Well, if the negotiations don’t hit any snags, I should be able to return before winter.”

“Then Father, if you get the chance, could you get some fabric? Luman’s wool has beautiful colors and excellent quality.”

“Hmm, yes. I’ll see if there’s anything suitable for winter formal wear.”

The conversation during the meal was quite long.

I didn’t particularly want to join the three people’s conversation, so I just kept staring at my plate and moving my knife.

Perhaps I had lost my appetite from the heat, the lamb seemed particularly unappetizing.

“…Sister. Are you feeling alright?”

Having this face next to me would be worse than the lamb tasting bad.

With that thought, I replied somewhat dryly.

“It was just motion sickness that day, so don’t worry.”

“Ah, then that’s a relief. Actually, after you left early that day, Lord Fordicus also went in early.”

“…”

“His clothes were covered in wine and he was looking for you… I asked if something had happened.”

Hmm, so he made an excuse about wine.

Well, there would have been some mixed in, so it wasn’t entirely wrong.

“…Coco, did something happen with the Montague Princess?”

Without answering Father’s question, I finished chewing the meat in my mouth and swallowed it.

“Look here, Bonita.”

“Yes?”

“I clearly answered that it was motion sickness. I have no idea why you’re casually spouting words that could cause misunderstanding and worry Father.”

“…Yes, yes?”

When I’m already feeling like crap, you bring up the very person who made me feel this way?

She seemed not to have expected such a sudden rebuke, rolling her eyes around in apparent bewilderment.

“I, I was just worried about what might have happened between you two-“

“What if it were true?”

“Yes?”

“What if something really had happened between Fordicus and me? Even if that were the case, if you were so curious about my love life, you should have come to ask me privately. How could you make our parents worry unnecessarily?”

“…Well, Rosetta. Coco? Please calm down for now.”

Perhaps my unusually venomous tone was quite startling, as Father even stammered while mediating.

It was fortunate since I had nothing more to say anyway.

Though it didn’t seem like Odette was just looking pitifully at Father with a tearful expression.

“Bonita too. If you were curious about such stories, you could have visited separately as your sister said. It’s not pleasant to see you two, who were so close, suddenly fighting. This father will also be away from your side for a long time soon.”

“Yes, yes…”

Even seeing Odette’s dejected expression didn’t improve my sour mood.

Perhaps it was because Lianna was looking at me with incomprehensible eyes.

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“Young Master, you’ve arrived. Was there any trouble?”

“Yeah, same as always.”

Sing habitually took off his outer coat and handed it to the butler as soon as he entered the manor.

His steps going up the stairs and entering the room where an attendant opened the door showed not an ounce of hesitation.

He had just rushed here by carriage and arrived at Montague Street.

【Hey.】

“…”

【What the hell are you.】

As if his anger hadn’t subsided yet, Cessia looked down at him with an expression full of resentment.

At Sing, who had taken over his body.

Tap, tap… Sing sat on the sofa and tapped the end of his knee with his finger, just as he always did in front of Rosetta.

“Are you angry?”

【You… You, get out of my body right now. What kind of bastard are you, why. Why did you do this to me…!】

“Haha, sorry but what happened to you is like karma… For making Rosette suffer.”

【…Rosetta.】

Upon hearing her name, Cessia couldn’t easily define the emotions boiling up inside him and gritted his teeth.

The sense of betrayal was natural, along with resentment, shock, confusion, and injustice.

And finally, the question of ‘why?’

Glaring mockingly at Cessia’s face, which revealed all these complex emotions in detail, Sing sought to make him even more miserable.

“That’s right, you should have lived gratefully when Rosette loved you. If you had, maybe I wouldn’t have needed to use you for revenge against your mother.”

【What the… What kind of bullshit are you spouting! Give me back my body, you! You ghostly bastard!】

“Even if I gave it back, you couldn’t use it. Because you’re dead.”

【…You, you. Don’t be ridiculous-】

“You’ll probably disappear within today.”

Sing smiled with satisfaction and stretched his stiff legs long, placing them on the table.

It was one of Cessia’s common habits.

Seeing this, he muttered something in bewilderment, then filled his eyes with rage once more.

【Why did you kill me? Why? What the hell did I do wrong?】

“…Didn’t I tell you earlier? You made Rosette suffer.”

【What kind of nonsense…!】

“Even after marriage, you had an affair with Odette, slept with her, and locked Rosette in her room. You constantly took your anger out on her and even hit her several times.”

【…Are you insane? What marriage did I-】

“You did, in the future.”

【…What?】

“The poison you ate and died from at the banquet – Rosette from some time ate it. You and Odette fed it to her.”

His appearance, looking with coldly hardened eyes as if there wasn’t a trace of falsehood, struck Cessia with even greater terror.

He looked like someone who had fallen into heresy and committed innocent murder solely under his own beliefs.

In short, Cessia had to feel the true sorrow and anger of a wronged soul.

【Crazy bastards.】

“…”

【These insane… How dare you do this to me over such pathetic delusions…!】

“Hmm, you’re starting to fade away.”

Unlike Sing’s utterly calm expression, Cessia discovered his form gradually blurring from his toes and screamed.

Then, unable to bear the frustration, he rushed at Sing, but even though it was clearly his own body, he couldn’t even grasp it, so he struggled and wailed again.

“I’m grateful you followed me here.”

【Ugh, this. Why is this happening!】

“Rosette is afraid of other ghosts… Just imagining you lurking around her makes me feel disgusted.”

Sing’s voice, rambling as if having a conversation with a close friend, couldn’t possibly sound sincere to Cessia in that moment.

In the end, Cessia never learned why he had to die, or what the relationship between Rosetta and Sing was.

He also never understood why the woman he thought loved him looked at him with such resentment at the end…

He disappeared without knowing any of it.

“…Oh right. You’re leaving without even knowing who your real mother is.”

【…】

“You’d be surprised if you heard, what a shame.”

Resting his head on the sofa, Sing laughed quietly.

That was all of the last scene Cessia saw.

His own smile, which he had never encountered in life.

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