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What my father said was meant to put pressure on her, but my sister, who didn’t realize it was sarcastic, started working hard as my shield.
“Our Ciel is a good girl. Ciel, hitting someone else, that’s ridiculous!”
No, it’s not. I’m really good at fighting. I used to fight with Louis whenever my sister didn’t see me but thanks to her, I became a fair lady who couldn’t kill a bug.
“Lady Clara is right. The mark on the lady’s cheek, it’s because she tried to protect me. I’m sorry, Duke Valentine.”
When Clara set the atmosphere, Alex didn’t miss this opportunity and told the truth.
My sister’s point of view was rather helpful. Alex would have been in an unfavorable situation if he had blamed Princess Lotte from the beginning, but when Clara spoke first, he had a reason to open his mouth.
Did they say it was like catching a mouse while walking backward when they saw this?
Anyways, nice shot. It’s my turn to step up now that the two have laid the floor.
“The Prince is not bad. He was trying to protect me.”
Though I was confident without feeling intimidated, I wiped my tears with a sad face.
Even I, who always has been acting innocent and sunny, never imagined that there would come a day where I looked like this.
With such a pathetic appearance, the opinion of those who watched naturally turned against the woman. Clara hugged me in tears and silently looked towards the Empress.
After hearing the whole story, my dad knelt down to wipe away the tears in my eyes.
“Ciel, you were scared, weren’t you?”
I nodded. Having a dad is such a reassuring thing. As an orphan in my previous life, my father’s existence was amazing and trustworthy.
He soothed me, got up, and questioned the Princess.
“Your Grace, I’d like to ask you again. Who’s responsible for this wound on my daughter’s cheek?”
My dad, who used the word “responsible,” looked really pissed off.
In principle, a Duke is under the Emperor, but my father is the Lord and archmage of Valentine, one of the most powerful men in the Empire.
In other words, if my dad is determined and tries to overturn it, then not only the vassals under Valentine’s orders but also the wizard community, which my father was in, can turn their back against the Emperor.
If you’re an adult and make a terrible mistake that leaves no room for any kind of defense, you should be aware of it. I’m still a child and an innocent victim.
Furthermore, the Princess attempted to falsely blame the Prince. It is a difficult situation, indeed.
“Is the Prince trying to put the lady, the Imperial Princess of the Empire, into trouble?”
“His Highness really put me in trouble.”
The Princess tried to hold onto her story, but Dad didn’t back down at all. The confrontation continued, with no concessions from both sides.
My father is both the Duke of Valentine and the Emperor’s friend. However, it wouldn’t be easy to ignore Alex, who is being treated like that, as if it was someone else’s problem from the point of view of someone with children.
Dad deliberately put his hand on Alex’s shoulder and spoke for all to hear.
“Valentine’s must pay off the debts they owe.”
PR/N: “A Lannister always pays their debts.” lmao
It meant a lot of things. Because he described it as a “debt,” Alex became the benefactor of all Valentine’s.
My father, who was usually neutral, openly sided with the Prince. The Empress criticized him with a disapproving face.
“Are you threatening me now?”
“I was speaking to His Highness the Prince.”
“Today, you’ll regret it.”
Maybe it was because things got twisted, but she ran out of the music room, leaving only a cold warning.
* * *
We made our way to the pavilion in the Palace garden after leaving the music room. Dad held me so tightly that I couldn’t walk a single step on my own feet until we arrived at the pavilion, and then he let me go.
“Ciel, my princess. Let me see your face.”
“Daddy, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“It doesn’t hurt but it’s still this swollen. What can I do about this?”
How hard did she hit me?
My father looked very angry; he carefully checked if there were any more injuries, including my face.
Meanwhile, Clara rushed around the garden, looking for any medicine she could find.
“That’s a relief. There’s Mita grass.”
My sister picked up two wide Mita grasses, and placed one on both Alex’s and my cheeks, claiming they were good for reducing swelling.
Unlike me, who obediently allowed her to treat me, Alex seemed upset by his out-of-shape appearance.
“Your Highness, don’t take it off.”
“I never tried to take it off.”
“Ciel, what the hell happened here?”
I was left speechless by Clara’s tactless question. Everyone knows except for her. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. Dad clenched his teeth and stroked my sister’s hair.
“Your Highness, it didn’t seem this was the first time.”
“Although you entrusted me with your daughter, it is unfortunate that such a situation has arisen.”
Alex became the sinner for no reason. He wasn’t the one to blame. I jumped out of my seat and blocked the way.
“It’s not his fault. Her Majesty suddenly came and kept hitting him. Like venting her anger.”
“By any chance, was it because of the documents of that day?”
How does she know about the documents? It was supposed to be a secret, I guess Theo secretly told her, and thanks to him, I found the right answer.
Her main character buff seems to be in good shape. Thanks to her thoughtless comment, Father learned all the details of that incident.
Since it ended this way, we must establish ourselves firmly. While I was at it, I sobbed into my father’s sleeve.
“Dad, help the Prince.”
“Ciel, I don’t think this is our problem.”
“I have something to tell you.”
Alex’s voice was serious enough to make you forget that he had not yet shed his boyish appearance. Yes, say it with your own mouth.
You want to be the Crown Prince, so you need the help of the Valentine’s family; one word can change everything.
“Do you need my help?”
Dad hit the point. But Alex shook his head and asked for something else.
“I need the Lord’s permission. Not help, but permission.”
What’s he trying to say at this important moment?
“I want to marry the Lord’s daughter.”
Oh, that’s what you were talking about, what was I thinking?
Yeah, it could be. If he marries Valentine’s daughter, the two men will naturally build an alliance as father-in-law and son-in-law.
Otherwise, it might be misunderstood that my father is plotting to become Emperor himself.
To avoid public suspicion, the best option is marriage; good, good. I nodded my head.
“Please marry me, Lady Ciel.”
PR/N: OH NO YOU DIDN’T. YOU UNROMANTIC PIECE OF-
TL/N: KIDS- well I wouldn’t mind if she accepted 😉 AS LONG AS HE PROPOSES AGAIN THAT IS
Alex strode and took my hand, not Clara’s.
* * *
A torn prison uniform and empty eyes. Ciel Valentine, a girl who was loved by all, stood in front of the crowd in a haggard manner.
Kill that wicked girl!
Duchess Eve, who cried so much that she was blinded by her tears, and the great wizard Christopher Valentine, who clenched his fist tightly to suppress his suffering, were both seen.
Isaac, who was trying to save his little sister, shed tears of blood, trapped in the hands of Theo and Louis. Even Clara, who asked for her sister’s forgiveness, was coldly dismissed; and Alex pointed the sword at Ciel.
No matter how much she reaches out her hand, she can’t reach it. So Ciel’s fine blonde hair fluttered in the air. The girl on the gallows looked at Alex with a fond gaze even when she was about to die.
I love you, Alex.
Even her final confession could not reach the Crown Prince. His red eyes were as cold as winter. Alex’s hand fell down and blood splashed everywhere.
PR/N: I just realized I was making changes without suggestions, forgive me Lia 🙁
* * *
I had a terrible nightmare while taking a nap. What the hell is going on? I’ve been carried away for a while since the confession problem.
“Hey, wake up.”
Louis, my rascal third brother, poked me on the cheek, but as there was no response, he left claiming that it wasn’t fun.
Since that day, I started having nightmares. A marriage proposal? That’s ridiculous. While I was suffering, Clara approached me.
“Ciel, are you still doing this?”
I’m scared. I went up to my sister and hugged her. I didn’t mean to do this, I was scared after my fate changed.
“Ciel, come on.”
The sudden bomb dropped by the Prince, left me and my father stiff, but Clara didn’t seem surprised at all.
My sister smiled, as usual, sat next to me, and brushed my disheveled hair.
“Why did he say that to me?”
Clara, you know something, right? She smiled softly at my frightened expression.
“In fact, that night, the Prince asked me about it. About what kind of kid Ciel was.”
“Yes, he asked a lot of questions.”
From Clara’s words, it was entirely because of me that Alex asked her to dance on the day of the ball.
Tell me about Lady Ciel.
I don’t have to ask what my sister might have said. She portrayed me as kind, cute, lovely, and so on.
Still, I never imagined the cost of what I did would be so high. Alex must have remembered the Emperor’s advice and proposed to me.
In order to become the Crown Prince, I never thought he would propose to me instead of the real heroine. The work is highly twisted.
It would be no exaggeration to say that the death flag changed in another sense. I, in fact, took my sister’s fiancé.
I tried so hard to get out of the villain role, but now that I’m not bothering my sister, my very existence has become a threat to her.
At this point, what does Clara think about the situation? I rolled my eyes and examined my sister’s expression.
“Don’t you feel bad?”
 It’s like taking a step back to catch/trap a rat. In this case, taking a step backward to trap a bish