It became clear after watching. Nathaniel really didnât care about anything other than Kyrie.
He didnât talk to fill the silence, his words always had a purpose and Kyrie was the only one whom he exchanged purposeless jokes.
Realizing that, Kyrie became more cautious and Cesar became more energetic.
She tried to stop Cesar whenever she had time but it was not enough.
Cesar sold Kyrieâs name by calling him and Nathaniel was quiet whether he knew all about it or not.
Rumors had been circulating that Buchanan may soon be promoted to duke and Kyrie had more frequent contact with Julia.
[Youâre going there again?]
Nathaniel, who was reading a book in the Villiers room, glanced at Kyrie, who had finished dressing up.
âItâs Her Imperial Highness. Of course I would go when Iâm called.â
[Princess is the one with no dignity.]
Nathaniel said sarcastically.
Wearing a white shirt and black pants, he covered his mouth with a book, lying on a gray velvet sofa.
[Someone would think youâre in love with the princess.]
âSince Iâm there, I think Iâll stop and look around.â
Kyrie turned the subject regardless of his sarcasm. Nathaniel didnât blame it.
[How?]
âWell, what about Lord Nathanielâs magic?â
[Thereâs magic in the library to stop unauthorized people.]
Nathaniel stopped talking and added in a drowsy voice.
[Of course, itâs possible if thereâs a way to destroy it.]
âOh my God, Iâm still too young to be chased by treason.â
Kyrie moved near the door. MarryAnne, who was walking with a cloak behind her, made eye contact with Nathaniel and bowed her head. Nathaniel also raised his head very finely.
âWhat the hell did you two do behind my back?â
Itâs better than having a bad relationship, but itâs too different from before. Kyrie shook her head and headed for the palace.
Fortunately, there was no magic effect on Julia.
âAs expected, I donât remember what happened that day. Is it because heâs so handsome? What do you think, Miss Buchanan?â
âI guess so. Nothing happened.â
âIâm going to leave you behind with something extremely handsome. It gives me goosebumps.â
The goosebumps were probably due to magic, but Kyrie pretended not to know.
âAnyway, I want to keep seeing him. Heâs perfect. Heâs the best man Iâve ever seen. Ms. Buchanan, can you continue to make room for me?â
âIâm going to ask him to do somethingâŚâ
âHa. Even if itâs not a direct request, you can do it indirectly.â
Julia leaned her upper body forward.
âYouâre not stupid enough to do that, are you? Iâm sure all Arellano people know that the Legend is going to take care of you.â
ââŚ.â
Kyrie did not answer but looked at Julia with a smile on her face. Julia, who did not smoke any scents, was again stretching on the sofa and caught Kyrieâs attention.
She stroked the nearby leopard on the chin and raised her body.
âYes, princess.â
âYou are quick-witted.â
âIâm flattered.â
Kyrie bowed slightly and Julia laughed.
âYouâre doing it. Why donât you know? No, itâs not that you donât know but that youâre pretending that you donât know?â
âI donât know what you mean.â
âI heard your deal with my mother but canât you just believe that and be relieved by it?â
As a habit, Julia reached out to the pipe on the table and bit it again.
âHe has both wealth and power, and for the royal family, this is a huge threat. By returning the estate of the Legendary Lord, the tax revenue has been reduced, right?â
âYou are saying difficult things.â
âThe best solution to this situation is to connect the legend with me. You know?â
âI know.â
Kyrieâs smile was unwavering. Julia, who had been watching her all along, laughed wildly like a leopard.
âYes, I thought youâd know. Then Iâd like you to help me. Itâs best for me to go up to your place.â
âIâll try.â
âWhy donât you just go somewhere? Like Elsus. Itâs your hometown, isnât it?â
âThat meansâŚâ
âIt would be nice if the Legend would stay in Sel. No matter how much he cares about you, he wonât follow you on your journey, no way.â
Julia was a hunter. She was also used to snatching gains. Kyrie calmly replied, recalling Leschauxâs warning.
âThat is difficult. I apologize, Your Highness.â
Juliaâs gaze became drowsy.
âWhy?â
Kyrie fell into a short worry.
The condition that Kyrie gave to the Emperor was âLetâs not be hostile,â so the Emperor would keep it to that point.
The royal family still wanted to obey the Legend. The best thing the Emperor might be thinking about was Julia replacing Kyrieâs seat and finding the magic left behind by the founder.
âBut the Patriotic Lord affirmed it. Nathanielâs choice remains unchanged.â
Nobles were not fools. If Nathaniel cared about Kyrie as time went by, some people would be jealous of her for having too much. Kyrie needed a breakwater to stop it.
Kyrie, who thought that much, made up her mind.
âLetâs appease Juliaâ
Kyrieâs mouth opened.
âThe Legend never changes.â
Juliaâs green eyes gleamed.
âMiss Buchanan, I want you to help me not to interpret it arbitrarily.â
âThatâs what youâre thinking.â
Julia.
âAs expected, Iâll have to smoke.â
She said and picked up the pipe.
âHa, well⌠It was just incitement that encouraged the nobles to seduce the legends. Is that your intention?â
As expected, she was smart.
âThatâs right.â
âIf you tell me that, youâre asking me to stop it. If the princess is next to you, they wouldnât think you lied.
âExactly.â
âMaybe a secret to my mother⌠because my mother doesnât like that.â
âYes. This is a suggestion from Kyrie Buchanan to Princess Julia Orewinbridge, not to the royal family.â
âAh! Okay, good. All you want me to do is to keep poking around the legend, blocking the arrows pointing towards you. Yes. Now itâs time to tell me what I can get?â
Kyrie smiled.
âTake advantage of this, Princess. Behind me are the Legendary Lord and the Patriotic Lord.â
âSo?â
âFor example, if I breathe in a little bit of air, the Legend might say this about the decline. Our old friend seems to have been re-established by the Orewinbridge.â
(P/R: Kyrie is saying that the Legend might say something about the empire if she spoke a little about it.)
ââŚâŚ.â
âWe will appoint only this wise descendant as the next emperor of Trevereum. â
Juliaâs eyes got bigger, she fixed her green eyes on Kyrie without blinking.
âHow did you know?â
âI did some research and reasoning.â
âBut the information isâŚ. no, itâs the next Duke of Old Ciudad.â
Kyrie smiled.
Julia was more clever than Crown Prince Eden but couldnât become the heir because she was not the firstborn.
People around her thought Julia accepted it, but other information came only from the Old Ciudad heir who led the intelligence guild at home and abroad.
Information that Julia was aiming for the successor position.
âItâs a matter of waiting for a friend.â
Julia murmured low, rubbing her hair.
âYou thought I was exposing my teeth? Thatâs really unexpected.â
She was silent for a while. The smoke stretched from the pipe, but it didnât seem like the magic was mixed as before.
The princess palace, where leopards wandered around and half naked handsome servants wandered around with fruit and wine.
The princess, who seemed drunk on drugs, alcohol and cigarettes, blinked as she stared at the ceiling.
âBut still, uhâŚâ
It was a very small murmur, but it was enough to cool Kyrieâs back. After giggling for a long time, she saw Kyrie with eyes radiant with greed and excitement.
âGo back for today. I will call you again.â
* * *
Kyrie went out of the palace, trying to ignore the eerie feeling. As she rubbed her arm, she spoke to a courtman passing by her.
âI want to take a walk because of the smell of cigarettes, but is there a good garden? Iâll take care of returning home myself, so you donât have to worry.â
The servant of the palace led Kyrie to the garden and returned.
âI have to check the library while Iâm here. I donât have many occasions to stop by at the palace.â
She walked calmly. There were no people in the pavilion in the direction of the library. But as she turned the corner, she ran into an unexpected person.
âW, why are you here?â
âMiss Rubinia Cassner?â
Rubinia was holding a few books and hastily hid them behind her. Kyrieâs eyes quickly caught the action.
âGood to see you here, Miss Cassner.â
ââŚâŚWhy are you here?â
âIâm on my way out after greeting Princess Julia.â
âThatâs quite a distance from Princess Palace!â
âWhat about Miss Cassner? I know that this area is the royal library, but the bookâŚ?â
Embarrassment ran over Rubiniaâs face.
âW, wait a second! ThisâŚâŚ!â
Just in time, there was a sound of footsteps nearby, with unexpected luck, Kyrie secretly smiled.
If you donât have time to deal with it, you wonât even have time to think about excuses.
As expected, Rubinia hastily grabbed Kyrieâs arm and dragged her.
âCome here!â
Kyrie was quietly caught by her as they hid behind a pillar. The two waited quietly for the people to pass by.
And as soon as the people disappeared, she opened her mouth at the same time.
âThis is, I mean!â
âI know that the royal library cannot be accessed unless it is a certified librarian and officer. What happened?â
Rubiniaâs face turned white. Her green eyes, filled with confusion and embarrassment, quickly turned into hatred.
Rubinia shook Kyrieâs hand with a smack. At that time, Rubiniaâs books fell, and Kyrie looked at her quietly.
âMarryAnne, pick it up.â
âYes, Miss.â
When MarryAnne replied, Rubinia, who had not felt her presence, was surprised.
MarryAnne picked up her books with her little hands and handed it to Rubinia.
Rubinia beat it fiercely. The books were again scattered on the floor, and Kyrie sighed.
âMarryAnne, watch the net.â
(P/R: Kyrie is telling her to be on the lookout.)
âYes, Miss.â
MarryAnne disappeared with a quick step. Kyrieâs gaze followed her back and then looked at Rubinia with cold eyes.
âMiss Cassner, isnât this a rare book?â
ââŚ..â
âWe are sure to meet this way.â
Rubinia glowered at Kyrie that her eyes became bloodshot.
âI have nothing to say to you, so you lose.â
âI know youâre mad at me for the engagement celebration but Iâm not going to say sorry. What youâve done to me is not easy to forget.â
âHa! Yes, thatâs your nature, Kyrie Buchanan.â
âItâs great that you know my nature that I didnât know about. You must have dated longer than me.â
âWhat?â
Unlike Rubinia, who blushed with contempt, Kyrieâs attitude remained constant and cynical.
âI donât usually have a good personality or a good way of speaking, Miss Cassner. The only reason I held it in is because I am an aristocrat. For my own dignity. My name is not the only thing I carry.â
âIâm not interested!â
âYouâll have to be but you keep attacking me for no reason, so I donât have to be patient anymore.â
Kyrie spoke lowly and powerfully. Just in time, the wind blew, and Kyrieâs hair covered part of her face.
The purple eyes, which glowed coldly between the light purple hair, showed a keen expression that had never been seen before.
Rubinia faltered without realizing it. She was able to say her next words purely thanks to the discipline of a local aristocrat.
âDo you think Iâm scared?! Youâve got the wrong person! Iâm Rubinia Cassner!â
âYou have to pay for it. What if you donât?â
âI have no reason to be afraid of you! You lost to me, and you broke up with him! You lost him! You canât keep a man!â
âDidnât you read the newspaper, Miss Cassner?â
âThatâŚ!â
Rubinia trembled with her mouth open. Kyrie began to point out one by one on purpose.
âI donât really like this kind of fight, but Iâll try to match Miss Cassnerâs way. First, family.â
ââŚâŚâ
âBuchanan and Cassner. Oh, my. Iâm sorry to compare. You know that Buchanan is a founding contributor, right? The position is a Count, but the influence hasnât fallen down.â
âM, my familyâŚ..!â
âHereâs one thing Iâd like to advise you. The new sheep farming industry that Cassner is trying to touch is not good.â
A doubt emerged on the face of Rubinia, who was about to rush in.
(P/R: Rubinia was getting ready to attack or retort but got confused.)
âWait, sheep farming? Dadâs working on a new business?â
âSecond, influence. Well, why donât we hold a ball at the same time? Which ball will have more people?â
âJust say what you were saying earlier!â
âThird, the partner you love so much.â
Rubiniaâs eyes shook. She would have been close to a direct hit.
âThe Prince and the Legendary Lord. I donât think I have to say anymore. If you have eyes, you know whoâs behind me.â
Rubinia could not answer. There wasnât any need to compare.
She just glared at her Kirie with her face distorted. Kyrie smiled gently with her fingers.
(P/R: Kyrieâs fingers went up to her mouth as she smiled.)
âSo what more do you want to say to a woman who has been ignored?â
Rubinia Cassner quickly became as calm as a person who gave up everything.
âBut sheâs not that kind of woman. She just gave up her pride for ambition.â
A soft winter breeze passed by, Rubinia gazed at the forest of old ash trees spreading beyond the pillars with green eyes shaking like water.
ââŚâŚ.I really hate you. What do you want?â
âItâs nice that you speak fast.â
She smiled gently and lowered her hand.
âHow did you get in?â
âItâs a trade secret. Do you want to enter the library?â
âYou donât need to know that.â
âWhat business does the Young Lady of the great Count Buchanan have in the royal library?â
âDo you want to pick on it? Try it. Then I will go to Her Majesty, the Emperor. You know Her Majesty doesnât welcome your and Edenâs engagement, Miss Cassner? In the meantime, you did something wrong. BetweenâŚ..â
(P/R: Kyrie is asking if Rubinia wants to try to find fault or nitpick on her.)
In reality, there was a high probability of welcoming. The Emperor must be looking for records of the founder, the word to access the library but Rubinia didnât know that.
Kyrie and Rubiniaâs eyes met. Neither side had a retreat, but when Kyrie smiled leisurely, Rubinia avoided her eyes first.
ââŚ..Even if I tell you, you canât imitate it.â
âDid you borrow someone elseâs hand?â
âIâve decided to keep it a secret! Thereâs honor in my name, too! Tell me other demands!â
âWhat should I do? I donât want anything else.â
Rubinia looked at Kyrie in bewilderment. Kyrie smiled gracefully at her.
âRoll your head, Miss Rubinia Cassner. What do I want?â
âHaa? Are you insane? Are you crazy? Why should I do that?â
âOh my God, I suddenly want to know Her Majesty, the Emperor.â
âAh, ah! Really! Do you really want to do that? Do you want to get in my way?!â
âThatâs what Iâm saying. When I was still Edenâs fiancĂŠ, did you two really have to do that in front of me?â
âIn terms of causal retribution, you first ignored me first!â
âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
âAgain, pretending you do not know!â
âDonât get away with cursing and tell me right away. In fact, I wanted to ask this question the most.â
âWhat is it!â
âWhat the hell do you hate me for doing to you, Miss Cassner?â
Rubinia laughed with her cheeks shaking.
âYou want me to say it with my mouth now? Oh, really, Buchananâs Young Lady is amazing. Your shamelessness canât compare to a baron!â
âIf I knew that now, it wouldnât be difficult. Is your brain bad? You would be pretty smart enough to read that book.â
They realized that the story wasnât moving forward and shut up at the same time.
It was eighty percent of the conversation when they were talking face-to-face.
(P/R: The story that wasnât moving forward was 80% of the conversation.)
Basically, both of them werenât used to sharing their feelings, and they didnât have a tendency to cling to a relationship that was already out of sync.
Whether Rubinia felt the stark confrontation, she frowned and picked up the books that fell on the floor.
The dust-stained books were ăRoland Barrc Daejin Design Method Act 3ă and ăFerrato Weapon Methodă.
âTheyâre books known to be difficult.â
Kyrie asked.
âDo you like books?â
âHa. Is there someone who doesnât like books?â
âYes, of course.â
âI donât call them human.â
âThatâs heartless.â
âArenât you the only one with one? Kyrie Buchanan.â
Rubinia, who gave a cold blow, straightened her back. The books disappeared into her shawl.
âSo what should I do? Are you looking for something? Thereâs no way youâre suddenly interested in something related to the Legend, and if it is in the royal libraryâŚ. Is it an old or forbidden record?â
Kyrie laughed.
âIâm starting to like you for the first time.â
âWow.â
Kyrie shrugged deftly.
âI donât care if you hate me, Miss Cassner. If you do me a little favor, everything will be fine.â
âIf I donât listen, are you going to tell the Legend and kill me?â
âIâll overlook your unauthorized access to the Royal Library, so visit Buchanan in a week and let me know what you found.â
âThen are you going to kill me in the Count?â
âI do not know. I wouldnât just kill someone I donât like.â
âDo you mean you wonât simply kill me?â
ââŚâŚ At this moment, I doubt why I have to keep this conversation going.â
Kyrie tapped the marble door twice. Then MarryAnne, who was watching from a distance, came up.
âDo you want me to make sure? I caught your weakness. Youâd better follow me.â
âJust make sure you wonât tell Her Majesty, the Emperor.â
Rubinia added hesitantly.
âAnd that you wonât kill me.â
âRelax. There wonât be a trap for the scaffold to turn off, and there wonât be any poison in the teacup. If you cooperate properly, Iâll pretend I donât know what I saw today.â
The two felt that they had finally reached a certain level of consensus.The languid smile of Kyrie and the blazing green-eyed Rubinia.
No one seemed to want to lose.
âDonât you think Iâd rather threaten you with the information I found?â
âTry. Who has more stakes in deciding the outcome of the game? And right now my stakes are higher than anyone else in Treverem.â
Rubinia glared at Kyrie. However, Kyrieâs smile remained unwavering, and Rubinia eventually turned around silently.
âIâm annoyed with you, too. Hate. I hate it. You pretend to be noble, but you know you can do anything you want.â
âThank you. But Iâll tell you in advance that if you talk down to me one more time, the game will start regardless of your will.â
âBenefitsâŚ! All right! Iâll be there in a week! But if you expect me to find something right, stop!â
âYou should try.â
Rubinia Cassner kicked her tongue, as if she was tired, and walked toward the hallway.
Just in time, people were coming from beyond the pavilion. Kyrie tried to go to her carriage, but she stopped and looked back.
âLet me ask you a question. Really, why do you hate me?â
Rubiniaâs feet stopped. She didnât look back for a while. Then, she spoke as if she seemed to vomit hatred in language.
âDo you remember the first ball in Cassner?â
âOf course.â
âAnd then you asked me that?â
âWhat?â
Rubinia moved away with a firm back, and Kyrie suddenly thought of something.
âBaron Cassnerâs Ball? Of course I remember. Itâs been my first time to have such a ball in my life. It was the worst ball ever! But, fortunately, you were thereâŚâ
*****
T/N: I really need someone who could draw pretty fan arts of these characters, my eyes bleed when I see fluffly Nathaniel in the manhwa