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At that moment, a crying voice was heard from across the hallway.
“…Please send me back, your highness. Please.”
“You’d better not let me get angry, miss, you should be grateful that a prince is interested in you.”
Diana’s eyebrows slightly, because the content of the conversation she was hearing was unusual.
‘That voice, maybe…’
She stopped and walked towards the place where the conversation was taking place.
When she peeked over the corner, there was a drunken man.
It was a gloomy face, but it was unrecognizable.
Diana unknowingly chewed a swear word in her mouth.
‘That crazy bastard.’
The man was the 2nd Prince Ferrant, the eldest son of the 2nd Empress.
A madman who was called the worst in imperial history.
Even after going back to the past, he was a maniac
‘Who else are you trying to ruin…’
Ferrant’s specialty was talking nonsense.
Using his status as a weapon, he forced socialization everywhere.
Perhaps this time too, he was flirting with a young girl who caught his eye while passing by.
The young girls who knew that he was the 2nd empress’s son could not easily reject Ferrant.
Fortunately, the woman was a face Diana knew.
Diana clicked her tongue and moved. She couldn’t avoid meeting the two of them anyways since she wanted to go into the break room.
As she turned around the corner, there was an innocent smile on her face, unlike before.
“Oh, Belladonna. You were here.”
“…Yes. Yes?”
Belladonna, the woman who was called, recognized that the person who appeared before her eyes was the protagonist of today’s wedding and opened her eyes wide.
‘Third princes? What…?’
Belladonna was perplexed.
Unsurprisingly, she had no relationship with Diana at all.
Meanwhile, Diana blinked her eyes with a puzzled face and tilted her head.
“Why do you have that look on your face? You were the one who called me here to ask you something about the maid’s job.”
“Ah…”
At that moment, the reason suddenly returned.
Belladonna realized that Diana was pretending to know her and that she was trying to get her out of this place, so she quickly straightened her expression.
“Yes, that’s right. You finally came.”
“I don’t have much time, so let’s go inside. Come here.”
Diana calmly beckoned to the break room door.
It was the moment when Belladonna glanced at Ferrant and was about to step away from him.
“What are you doing?”
Ferrant, who had a harsh expression on his face, stood in front of Diana.
Diana glanced up at Ferrant for a moment, and she soon greeted him with respect.
“I see you, His Majesty the 2nd Prince. This is Diana Bluebell.”
“What? Bluebell…? Aha.”
Ferrant, who had frowned at her for a moment, as if groping for his memory, sneered in a drunken voice.
“Are you the daughter of that jolly?”
“Gasp.”
Belladonna took a small breath at his rude remark, so rude that she couldn’t even hold a glove to her face to cover her mouth.
Ferrant glanced up and down as if criticizing the woman in front of him with slender eyes.
‘…Hmm. She’s prettier than I’ve heard.’
The woman who was newly said to be the third prince’s bride was unexpectedly beautiful.
Her small stature, her slender physique, and her pale pink hair reminded him of petals fluttering in the wind.
‘The bastard couple.’
The corners of Ferrant’s lips, thinking of Cayden, gradually rose up crookedly.
It was evidence that his reason was fleeing further from drunkenness.
He beckoned to Belladonna, who was stiff behind Diana’s back.
“Hey, you go away.”
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“Yes?”
“I’ve lost interest in the miss, so go away.”
“Ha, but…
Belladonna looked at Diana with a perplexed look.
But Diana calmly shook her head.
“It’s okay, go first.”
“…Okay. See you again next time, Your Majesty the Third Princess.”
Eventually Belladonna bit her lip and politely bowed towards Diana.
At the same time, she recognized that her opponent was the third princess, and it was a greeting implying that she would not forget this favor and will repay her.
Ferrant whirled softly as soon as Belladonna, who looked back with a worried expression on her face, disappeared over the corner.
“Looking at it, I guess you were also interested in me, aren’t you?”
‘This is the beginning of his bullshit again.’
Diana thought coldly.
She wanted to sell his limbs for money right away, but unfortunately, the time was not right.
Diana pretended to be innocent as she did when dealing with the other princesses earlier.
It was best to pretend that her own head was also empty.
“I’m sorry, but I’m ignorant. But what is the ‘interest’ you are talking about?”
“…What?”
“Ah. Now that we’re part of a family, did it mean that I should have greeted you first? I am just coming here to say hello to the 2nd Empress.”
Ferrant flinched when Diana mentioned the 2nd Empress.
He was in a situation where he was often nagged by the 2nd Empress, telling him to behave properly so as not to become a nuisance.
If she went around and said that he was drinking while flirting with…
‘No.’
He felt his sanity coming back a bit late and his blood was running out.
Ferrant planned to threaten Diana so that she would shut her mouth.
“You…”
“Your Highness Ferrant.”
Then a hand appeared from behind and grabbed his shoulder.
Ferrant turned around in anger at the rude act of daring to grab the prince’s shoulder, and then made a face of embarrassment.
“Car-Marquis of Cardmond.”
“What were you doing in such a remote place? The banquet hall is over there.”
A young man with bright gold high-growth hair asked kindly.
He was the man who exchanged glances with Diana at the wedding venue during the day.
“Ugh…”
Ferrant let out a low groan as he felt the pain on his shoulder being grabbed by the Marquis.
Ludwig Cardmond whispered softly into his ear.
“I’m not going to tell the empress nor the princess in particular about this matter.”
“…”
“So, pretend you didn’t see me, calmly go back to your place of residence. Unless you want to offend them.”
After speaking like a snake, Ludwig smiled and released Ferrant’s shoulder.
“…Sheesh.”
Ferrant bit his lip in anger, then glanced at Diana once before leaving.
‘He still runs rampant while looking at people.’
Diana thought pathetically, and held back the urge to click her tongue out loud, then turned her head to the gaze of curiosity that touched her face.
“…”
“…”
The two looked at each other for a moment and did not speak.
Ludwig, who was staring at Diana with clear sky blue eyes, smiled brightly.
“It’s kind of familiar. Isn’t it?”
“…Is that so?”
Diana tilted her head, pretending not to know, hiding her feelings with a smile.
Ludwig softened his eyebrows as if he was saddened by those words.
“Oh, my. I don’t have the beauty that can be remembered from memory.”
The naive attitude resembled Diana’s, who was dealing with the second and first princess earlier.
‘…It’s still good to pretend.’
Undoubtedly, Ludwig was like Diana’s teacher before the return. In fact, her personality didn’t suit her, so when she met him, she learned to smile like Ludwig and sharpen her tongue.
[Her Majesty is not a god. I also follow Her Majesty, but I serve her as a servant, not like you.]
Rebecca’s bookkeeper.
And he was the one who helped create the first ‘crack’ in Diana’s blind faith.
It was Ludwig Cardmond.
So, when she found him at the wedding venue, she couldn’t take her eyes off him for a while.
Because he was also one of those who were eventually executed by Rebecca.
“I apologize for the rudeness of the Second Prince. It’s a happy day, so I think His Majesty was drinking a little too much.”
He narrowed the distance as Diana looked at Ludwig with complex thoughts.
He pulled Diana’s hand with his soft hand, then closed his eyes and lowered his head.
“Come to think of it, I was talking without even formally introducing myself. I am Ludwig Cardmond, Your Majesty the Third Princess. May you be filled with the glory of light.”
His long eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, and his red lips were about to touch the back of her hand.
“Stop.”
Tight arms stretched out along with the low voice, which wrapped around her waist and pulled her backwards.