Resetting Lady - Chapter 80

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There wasn’t much time left anyway. Karen had bet on Raymond. Even if he wasn’t true love, at least he wasn’t Prince Guiz. Since she had already proven he wasn’t her mother, there was no need to test him.

‘Let’s kill him.’

But even that wouldn’t be easy. Creating a revenge story where a beloved fiancé is killed wouldn’t be a bad tale either. Though there wasn’t much time left, killing Prince Guiz and being executed would be quite entertaining in its own way.

So what would be best? A gun? Strangling him while he sleeps? That wouldn’t be bad either. She had seen many times how men let their guard down to a foolish degree after intimacy. Poisoning his food would probably be too difficult. Or what other methods could there be.

But Karen’s thoughts stopped the moment her eyes met Prince Guiz’s.

“You’re looking at me with those eyes too.”

“Pardon?”

“It doesn’t matter now though.”

The prince’s eyes darkened.

“I wonder if you’ll also tell me you’re too old for yourself.”

“…”

Catherine had said that to him before. Karen waited for him to continue. Why had Catherine and he broken up? It was hard to imagine Catherine had any choice in the matter. He was royalty.

They were of similar age, and Prince Guiz at the time was young and full of vigor. Why had Catherine rejected him? Karen looked at him but her mouth wouldn’t open. Prince Guiz wanted to give Karen physical affection rather than information. What an unhelpful old man indeed.

“Your Highness.”

The voice came not from Karen but from outside.

Karen saw the eyes facing her become covered with irritation. A servant standing outside the hall had spoken. Prince Guiz, disturbed, twisted his face and raised his waist. Karen breathed as the heavy body rose. It was heavy.

“I told you not to disturb me.”

Outside the hall, the servant answered with a gray complexion, but barely maintaining an expressionless face.

“Your Highness, Lord Raymond Sayertes has come to see you.”

Footsteps could be heard.

Thud, thud.

The sound of Raymond Sayertes’ military boots. That was a deliberate sound. Look. He always returns to Karen. This was a judgment based on statistics. Karen wasn’t surprised. But Prince Guiz seemed not to have expected it. After glaring at Karen, he spoke to the servant again.

“Tell him to leave.”

“I’ll take my fiancée and leave.”

If voices had colors, Raymond’s voice would be blue. Raymond spoke while walking without stopping his steps. A bright blue voice cut through the air. He seemed to produce a voice that could be heard loudly without effort. A young man’s voice.

“I’ve completed my mission and returned, Your Highness.”

Raymond gave a stiff smile and bowed to Prince Guiz. But his green eyes were blazing. Karen saw controlled anger in those eyes. But he wasn’t excited. Nor was he convinced. He looked at Karen with her torn clothes and turned his head to the prince.

“So now I’d like to return home… with my fiancée who is under Your Highness.”

Prince Guiz approached Raymond. But Karen had to turn her head to suppress laughter at the sight.

“How dare the younger brother of Baron Sayertes speak to me, don’t you think the world has changed too much?”

“I think even a street dog would feel the same as a husband taking his wife in this situation.”

Even if he tried to suppress with power, his appearance, youth, and spirit were inferior to Raymond’s. That was revealed. Even if he issued a death sentence, even if he used him as a chess piece in war. The difference in people’s class was apparent right before their eyes.

“Who let this fellow in.”

“Father.”

Behind Raymond, the small prince appeared showing anxiety that couldn’t be hidden despite trying to conceal it. When royalty visits royalty, no one can stop them. Only the king can refuse. Prince Guiz and Prince Louis were equal in position.

Therefore, the servants couldn’t stop Prince Louis. Prince Louis had come with Raymond.

“…What an unfilial son.”

“Please let Lord Raymond take his fiancée and let her rest.”

Prince Guiz looked at Karen, his son, and Raymond. His eyes seemed to be calculating something. But now, no matter how you looked at him, he couldn’t be anything more than a scoundrel.

Prince Guiz opened his mouth and answered quietly.

“…I permit it.”

Raymond extended his hand to Karen. Karen realized there were still tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. She must look truly pitiful. She could feel Prince Louis looking at Karen’s face.

“Let’s go.”

“…”

Karen was about to extend her hand to Raymond when she covered her chest. Her clothes were torn, exposing her chest. With a weak sigh, Raymond handed Karen his outer coat.

“Thank you.”

Karen took Raymond’s hand with a relieved expression. He helped Karen to her feet. After bowing to Prince Louis, the two went outside. During the walk down the corridor, everyone was silent. Servants, maids, courtesans. People kept their mouths shut and followed them with their eyes.

Karen and Raymond walked through the dark and splendid corridor. Even after going out to the garden, when Raymond didn’t speak, Karen opened her mouth first.

“I was right.”

“…About what?”

“You came in three days.”

Karen pointed to the cathedral in the city visible in the distance. The bell announcing midnight hadn’t rung yet. He had returned to Karen again this time. Karen was pleased that her prediction, her statistics, had been correct.

“I suppose so.”

Karen tore off the tattered cloth at her chest and properly put on Raymond’s jacket.

“I thought I was going to die from how tacky this was. Such an old man’s taste.”

She sighed.

Karen wanted to take off the remaining clothes too. When she returned, she’d have to burn them all. Karen was curious about Raymond’s expression, but he was just expressionless. He looked somewhat melancholy too.

“Was work difficult?”

Karen asked while looking at Raymond’s face. He looked very tired. It seemed he had rushed over immediately after finishing work. Karen saw him breathing slightly heavily.

“…Yes, somewhat.”

Karen looked at the palace over Raymond’s shoulder. The lights were on. Raymond turned Karen’s shoulders again.

“He’s probably still watching. Let’s go.”

“Thank you for coming.”

“There’s no need… If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have had to come here.”

Thump.

Karen hit Raymond’s back. He looked down at Karen. Karen spoke in disbelief.

“Prince Guiz is exactly as Lord Raymond said, someone who likes to have both mother and daughter.”

“Your words…”

“And Mr. Verdick even added fuel to the fire. He’s just that kind of person. Don’t blame yourself.”

But Raymond’s face didn’t change. He still didn’t believe it. Was he thinking that Karen had become a sacrifice caught up in his affairs? Who did he think he was.

“Do you have a handkerchief?”

“Don’t you carry one?”

“Handkerchiefs are things that men carry around, you know?”

Karen received a handkerchief from Raymond. It was gray cloth without any pattern. Military issue, no doubt. She didn’t like it, but roughly wiped her lips. It was to erase the disgusting thought of whether this was an indirect kiss with her mother. She was about to hand it back to Raymond but just threw it on the ground.

“Ah.”

“I’ll just throw it away. I’ll buy you a new one.”

Karen spoke to Raymond while firmly trampling the handkerchief.

“Phew.”

Raymond opened the carriage door. Karen took Raymond’s hand and climbed onto the carriage. The palace was visible from inside. The incomparably splendid and beautiful garden and palace. Mother had given this up. Because it had no value. Then it had no value for Karen either.

“Lord Raymond.”

He comes to rescue Karen. Karen’s knight. Though it was a setting where romance was dead and speaking of honor had become embarrassing, he was still called a knight. Not an honor given to soldiers who made contributions. Because he practiced what he thought was right. That’s why young Prince Louis admired this young knight rather than his own father, and Karen had also bet on him.

“Let’s go. And are you hurt anywhere?”

“No.”

Actually, even if he didn’t love Karen, that could sometimes be a comfort. Because he would come to rescue her even without love. He was ultimately a knight rather than a soldier. Instead of offering Karen to satisfy the prince’s lust, he rescued Karen.

That action was above the mockery of those who were hypocritical, malicious, or cynical. That’s why Karen chose him. Because even if she brought him no benefit, even if he didn’t love Karen, he was someone who wouldn’t abandon a woman being hurt and trampled before his eyes. Even if he thought Karen was a murderer.

“That’s fortunate.”

Raymond handed Karen a blanket. Karen received the item while looking at the palace. Was Prince Guiz still watching her from inside? The daughter of the woman he had lost.

Karen was curious. But Karen’s eyesight wasn’t as good as Raymond’s, so she couldn’t see. Still, she wanted to do this.

“…”

Karen grabbed Raymond’s collar and kissed him. Or tried to.

“Wait a moment. For us to do this yet is a bit.”

It would have been possible if Raymond hadn’t covered Karen’s mouth with his hand. My goodness. He was blocking her. Karen’s eyes widened in shock. Did you just reject me?

“Lord Raymond, I’m really hurt right now.”

“No, it’s just… they’re still watching…”

“That’s the point?”

“…”

Raymond’s expression changed to look somewhat dumbfounded. He looked back. He saw something that wouldn’t be visible to Karen. And smiled.

Snap.

“What is it.”

“I don’t want to be seen.”

Raymond closed the carriage door. Then he pulled Karen’s waist toward him. It was a rough kiss unlike anything she had experienced in all those years.

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