A Red Lady (3)
He looked at the servant, then turned around and found Marquis Wenson.
“What can I do for you?”
“I heard there was a change on Hasler Street, so I stopped by. Open the door, please.”
The servant returned to the mansion after only saying that he would ask the owner. Has it been about five minutes? The door of the mansion opened and the servant came running.
He opened the bars looking at the Marquis Wenson with a searching gaze. Marquis Wenson, who got back into the carriage to wait, slowly entered the Hassler family mansion.
“Hmm……”
The mansion seemed deliberately untrimmed. It would be impossible to look calm when society’s eyes are on you.
The marquis’ carriage stood in front of the mansion. The Marquis of Wenson got out of the carriage and followed his servant inside.
“Madam is sick and can’t come out…The godmother is said to be entertaining guests.”
“The godmother?”
He wondered if there was such a person in the Hassler family, but Marquis Wenson nodded. As far as he knew, not only the former head of the Hassler Family but also his wife were caught up in what the Second Empress had done and killed.
‘I heard that the couple died from being decapitated by a monster rather than being killed by the emperor?’
In the middle of the capital, it became a hot topic as to what kind of monster it was. People whispered that it was the work of the wizard hired by the first empress.
When he followed him into the drawing room, a woman in a black dress greeted him. Marquis Wenson, who thought of an elderly woman, was startled to find a woman in a black dress and a red veil.
He was going to ask, “Who?” but his lips were closed. Marquis Wenson was not close enough to inquire into her relationship with the Hassler family.
Because Emilia unilaterally regarded Liliana as a rival and was hostile, if he had to say it, they fell into a bad relationship.
“Have a seat.”
Marquis Wenson sat down on the sofa coolly as the woman offered him a seat.
It is said that the Hassler family was in crisis, but the care of the servants and servants was excellent. The Marquis of Wenson looked at the woman.
“You have found our family and comforted us like this… I am just grateful.”
“Ahem. Isn’t that a natural thing to do as an aristocrat? This family’s injustice will surely be resolved.”
Knowing that Emilia had previously played a trick on Liliana, the Marquis of Wenson did not believe Emilia’s innocence at all.
“Is the Marquis of Hassler still under investigation?”
“Sadly… you don’t seem to believe the child’s innocence. The Crown Prince was harsh on my daughter, so it won’t be any different this time.”
“What do you mean daughter?”
Asking curiously, the Marquis Wenson looked carefully at the woman. When he first saw her, he thought she was a woman in her late 20s, but when he saw her again, she seemed much older than he thought.
“The second empress who is now in captivity in the tower is my oldest child.”
Marquis Wenson, who was surprised for a moment, almost got up from his seat. The first wife of the former Marquis Hassler was known to have died while giving birth.
He couldn’t wait to wonder if he should immediately accuse her of being a liar, or why she was here.
“Don’t you want your daughter back?”
The Marquis Wenson glared at her at the woman’s words.
“What are you… what is it? I heard you are the godmother!” At the Marquis’ question, the woman let out a low laugh.
“Is it important? Don’t you want to punish the woman who ruined your daughter?”
Marquis Wenson looked around embarrassed by the woman’s bold words. Before he knew it, neither the servant nor the servant was there. The drawing-room door was closed, and no one was around them.
“The Hassler Family is at its end, so who are you mocking now!”
He said this, but Marquis Wenson was still unable to leave his seat. If only there was a way… He was about to avenge all the shame and humiliation he had suffered.
“If you release her, my daughter, I will listen to anything. Isn’t the Marquis aware that His Majesty is the only one who can defeat the Crown Prince?”
The woman told the story of Cecil with a sad face. It was a story that Cecil cursed his father for the throne and imprisoned two empresses who knew him.
‘No way!’
Everyone knew that the emperor favored the crown prince. The woman went on.
“Just release my child and we will make things right. While she was imprisoned in the tower, she had already found a way to raise His Majesty the Emperor from his illness.”
“I-if that’s true, you wouldn’t be like this, but by gathering the nobles……!”
Said the agaited Marquis Wenson, but the woman shook her head.
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