Me, a Princess? My Lord! - Chapter 33

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Chapter 33

“I need to assign someone to the teacher. Find me someone trustworthy, Sheila.”

At Anastasia’s words, the governess frowned with a puzzled expression.

“Are you referring to Count Haizen, Princess?”

“Yes. I’m bothered by how he keeps going in and out of the Royal Archives lately. It’s also suspicious how he’s secretly meeting with people he never used to associate with. Find out what he’s scheming.”

The governess bowed her head, but hesitation briefly flickered in her eyes. Anastasia, who had become extremely sensitive, asked sharply.

“Why? Do you already know something?”

“…No, Princess. I’ll carefully select a trustworthy person to assign. Please don’t worry too much. It would be terrible if wrinkles appeared on your beautiful face.”

From that day on, Anastasia monitored Deshion’s every move. Detailed reports came to Anastasia every evening.

“He spent a long time in the underground archives again today. When he came out, he had brief conversations with the scribes.”

“Can you find out what records he was examining?”

“I cannot access that far inside, but… when I asked the scribe, it seems he’s reading the royal chronicles.”

“The royal chronicles…?”

Anastasia’s fingertips trembled. She asked urgently.

“What exactly is contained in there?”

“Everything about His Majesty the King is recorded in detail.”

“Are there only contents about Father?”

“Oh, that’s not the case. There are contents about you too, Princess. Everything from your birth would be recorded in detail.”

Suddenly, her chest tightened as if she couldn’t breathe.

‘I’m certain. The teacher is suspicious about my bloodline.’

Deshion continuously approached the truth hidden in the labyrinth. Like fitting puzzle pieces together, he was uncovering past records and trying to find witnesses from that day.

The closer she pursued him, the closer Anastasia also came to the truth. She could no longer deny it.

‘I’m not of royal blood. I don’t know what happened, but… the babies were switched back then.’

Anxiety soon turned into anger.

Anastasia took out the tiara and glared at the blood-red jewel. Cruelly, that stone never emitted any light.

Cold and indifferent, as if mocking her lowly and insignificant bloodline.

Anastasia could no longer endure it. She grabbed the tiara with rough movements.

“This thing must be destroyed. If my identity were to be exposed because of this thing…”

Anastasia had the governess throw the tiara into the fireplace. Hoping her secret would melt away forever just like that.

What needed to be eliminated next after the tiara was clear.

“Unfortunately, you’ll have to disappear, teacher.”

Anastasia devised all sorts of methods to eliminate Deshion. She applied poison to teacups and mixed poison into his favorite alcohol to give as gifts.

However, her plans repeatedly ended in failure. What a lucky man he was – Deshion always evaded death.

‘This method won’t work. I need a more certain way.’

The method she came up with was fire.

‘Let’s throw the teacher into the fire like the tiara. So he’ll disappear forever.’

But this time too, Anastasia’s plan went awry. It wasn’t Deshion but his younger sister Eloise who was engulfed by the flames.

However, it wasn’t without effect. Whether the warning worked, the terrified Deshion left for overseas and didn’t show his face for several years.

Anastasia gradually felt relieved.

‘It’s over now. No one will know. My secret has been protected.’

However, it was revealed that this was Anastasia’s naive delusion.

Deshion appeared with some woman. A girl whose violet eyes shone clearly.

The moment she saw her, Anastasia had an intuition.

That Deshion had finally found her.

The ‘real’ owner of the tiara.

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Meanwhile, Heidi was taking in the familiar scenery from inside the carriage.

Heidi and Deshion, who had stayed at the Capital Townhouse immediately after returning home, decided to return to the Count’s estate for the time being.

Following the neatly paved main road for a while, one could easily find the Count’s mansion standing like a fortress on a low hill.

The carriage carrying Heidi and Deshion passed through the gate shaped like two crossed swords and crossed the quiet inner courtyard.

Though there were no particularly fancy decorations, the Count’s mansion had a magnificent charm that overwhelmed people with its scale alone.

Heidi looked up at the antique gray stone building for a long time.

‘It’s really been so long.’

Standing in front of the estate where she had lived for several years, it strangely felt unfamiliar.

Perhaps it was because she was so different now from who she was then.

This was once a space where she had run around carrying laundry baskets as big as her body, wearing stiff maid uniforms.

But now she was entering as an invited guest, moreover with the Count. It was something she had never even imagined.

Heidi took a deep breath. With her nervous heart, Heidi gripped her skirt tightly.

At that moment, Deshion tilted his head and whispered softly.

“Except for the butler, I’ve replaced everyone with those who worked at the Rotem Villa. I’ve already made the butler promise to keep quiet, so please don’t worry too much.”

Heidi nodded slightly.

“Then let’s go in.”

Deshion, who got out of the carriage first, extended his hand. As she took his hand and got out, the butler who had been waiting at the door came out to greet them.

“Was your journey peaceful? I’ve prepared rooms, so please come in.”

The butler’s eyes briefly wavered upon seeing Heidi, who had changed from head to toe. But he soon hid his agitation and put on a kind smile.

The heavily closed door opened, and just as Deshion and Heidi entered the estate.

“Brother!”

Heidi startled at the voice that echoed through the estate.

Tap tap tap.

The urgent footsteps of a woman could be heard from upstairs. Soon a familiar silhouette came into view.

It was Eloise.

“I heard you returned from Rotem quite a while ago, but how are you only now…”

Eloise was walking down toward Deshion with a bright expression. However, when her steps reached about halfway down the stairs, her gaze shifted to Deshion’s side.

“…!”

The moment their eyes met, Eloise’s steps came to an abrupt halt. After being frozen for a while, she parted her lips as if enchanted.

“…Heidi?”

Eloise’s footsteps became urgent.

Stopping in front of Heidi, she opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at Heidi.

“Is it really you?”

Tears began to well up in Eloise’s large eyes. Her voice became a bit more intense.

“I’m asking if it’s really you. Answer me.”

“…”

“You came back? Huh? Is it really you, Heidi?”

She really didn’t want to get sentimental.

Heidi clenched her small fists tightly. The moment she heard Eloise’s whimpering, complaining voice, Heidi’s eyes also gradually reddened.

The reason Heidi and Deshion returned to the Count’s estate. It was because of the news that Eloise’s condition had greatly improved. Seeing Eloise walking and talking like that, Heidi’s memories of working at Count Haizen’s estate and the time spent with Eloise quickly flashed through her mind.

Complex emotions that couldn’t be defined came rushing in.

‘Perhaps, I missed her a lot.’

Heidi’s trembling lips slowly parted.

“It’s been a long time. Miss Eloise. I’m so happy to see you looking healthy.”

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