I sat alone, for a long time trying to control my expression.
Sometimes I took a deep breath, I wrinkled and straightened my face, and sometimes I rubbed my face with my hands.
Iâve tried the kind smile that Iâve practiced hard until now over and over again.
But my face reflected in the window showed no sign of improvement.
âEvery time you meet Theon, you think like this, Dorothea?â
I bit her lip at my pathetic look.
No matter what I did in the future, I had no choice but to meet Theon.
Even if I donât go to the episteme, we will meet at our debutante, and as a member of the imperial family, I will have no choice but to come and go.
Itâs Milanaire and Fried.
And he will become the man I loved over time.
But how can I see Theon? With what face, with what expression?
I pressed the back of my hand to the corner of my red eyes.
The shadows of the past, which I had forgotten, were clinging to my ankles.
Tok-tok.
The door to the infirmary was locked and someone knocked on the door.
Ray? Ethan? Or Theon?
No one liked it, so I squatted silently.
Then the knock was heard again. However, this knock was almost heard from a height close to the ceiling. Itâs like knocking on the top of the doorâŚ
âStefan?â
If it was Ray, he would call me by name, âDorotheaâ, and Ethan and Theon were the same.
But there was no other person who just knocked without a word.
I wiped the slightly reddened corners of my eyes and opened the door.
As expected, it was Stefan standing in front of the door.
âWhatâs going on?â
ââŚ.â
Without a word, Stefan looked down at me and looked inside the infirmary.
âAre you hurt?â
Stefan shook his head.
âThen are you looking for Clara?â
Stefan shook his head and looked down at me.
Oh, you were looking for me?
I, who have been with him for a long time, have reached a level where I can understand the meaning of his eyes to some extent without him having to say it.
âDid Theon and Ray go?â
Stefan shook his head.
âThen I will stay here a little longerâŚâ
I didnât feel like going out, so I answered, and Stefan asked with his eyes if it would be okay for him to go inside too.
I didnât want anyone else to come in, but I nodded as if it was a quiet and silent Stefan, it wouldnât matter if he was next to me.
When Stefan came in and closed the door, I sat down on a small sofa in the infirmary.
âStefan sits too.â
Because I plan on staying for a long time. I tapped the rest of the sofa next to me.
Stefan hesitated in front of the sofa, not knowing what to do. The escort driver is not allowed to sit recklessly, but as I said, I think he should sit next to me.
âsit down. Stefan is so big that the already narrow infirmary is stuffy.â
Stefan stopped in front me and finally sat down cautiously next to me.
Stefan was tall and broad-shouldered, so he took up a lot of space, but fortunately, the 12-year-old me was small.
Each of them is about 0.6 and 1.4 servings, so it was not cramped even if I sat on the sofa for two people.
We sat next to each other without a word for a really long time. All I could hear was the sound of breathing at a steady beat, the chirping of birds outside, or the occasional sound of servants passing through the hallway.
In that calmness, my heart slowly regained my composure.
At that time, I had some spare time, so I glanced at Stephan.
Stefan was sitting next to me, staring at the wall in front of him. He looked bored.
But it was one of the virtues that escorts should have.
To stay still so as not to offend the person you are serving, you have to be more alert than anyone else. Standing behind as if there was nothing.
Perhaps an ordinary person would doze off while still, but I had never seen Stefan doze off.
When I looked up at Stephan, who was sitting still, Stephan met my eyes, wondering if I needed anything.
I hesitated for a moment at the speechless Stefan and then opened my mouth.
âStefan⌠Can Stefan keep a secret?â
Stefan nodded quietly at my question.
âWhat Iâm saying⌠Youâre not gonna tell anyone else, are you? Also to Clara.â
Stefan nodded again.
I somehow felt like I could tell Stefan everything.
Like a secret diary that no one can open, even if I write my story down, it feels like no one will see it.
A trustworthy person who will never tell anyone.
So I carefully confided to Stefan what I had been holding alone as a lump.
âYou know, I had a very scary dreamâŚâ
Of course, I canât tell everything as it is, so I mix in shallow lies.
âIn my dream, there is a person I really like, and he hates me. In the end, he hates me so much⌠He hangs himself in his room.â
My little fist curled up.
The reason I couldnât meet Theon properly wasnât just because I loved him.
Every time I see him, I remember the terrible end. Even though I love him, if I draw the end with him, in the end, thatâs all he is.
Bed with white sheets, high canopy. Under that canopy⌠his sagging body.
When that scene came to mind, I couldnât face Theon. His appearance reminded me not to forget our sins.
In my previous life, I was a villain who ruined and ruined Theonâs life.
My heart still races when I see him, but when I think of Theonâs words to me, itâs all negative.
I regret meeting you.
i donât love you.
i hate you.
Itâs terrifying that you come back to life, Because of you, Iâm dead.
I closed my eyes, trying to shake the memories away.
Stefan watched me silently.
âIâve been thinking for a long timeâŚI was born killing my mother. That is why I was born a bad person from the beginning. therefore⌠I canât be loved and I am destined to be a bad person no matter what.â
It sounds absurd, but sometimes IÂ only imagine such absurd thoughts.
When Carnan doesnât love me when I canât have what Ray has when Theon turns away when the people point their fingers and curse at me for being a tyrant. And when I canât change that âfactâ no matter what I do.
If Dorothea Milanair becomes a bad person, everything will be solved, so it is convenient to end up like that.
I ruined everything, and itâs because of me that people left me.
All bad things are my fault.
âSometimes Iâm scared.â
Maybe evil is the only source of me.
I must be evil from the seed.
âDonât you think itâs stupid?â
I said so and smiled awkwardly.
Stefan might think that I was a coward who had only nightmares and seriously complained.
He might think itâs a little annoying when he sees me whining.
So I thought I shouldnât have said it. I shouldnât have said it, I should have just thought by myself. As usual
Then, a large hand approached me.
Stefan grabbed me and hugged me tightly in his arms. Then, with a hand large enough to fill half of my back, he patted me on the back once. That one small tap made my heart pound.
For a moment, I was about to cry, so I buried my head in Stefanâs shoulder.
Stefanâs hug is like saying that someone who loves you exists.
âThank you, Stefan. And Iâm sorryâŚâ
I killed you like that in my last life.
After returning, I couldnât help but wonder why I was born again.
Even when I was dying, I was completely convinced of âwhy I must dieâ. I knew better than anyone that I deserved death because I was evil and a tyrant. Because of that, I didnât scream that I couldnât die, and I didnât curse anyone.
Even when Ethan blamed all his sins on me, I was silent.
The tyrant, heading to the execution site, quietly placed his head on the guillotine.
with an empty heart.
Maybe I was waiting for death.
But why did I have to live again? Whatâs wrong with a bad person like me?
Shouldnât this opportunity be given only to good heroes? For someone like Stefan, for example.
I resented this painful life I had started over.
But what is certain is that once I live again, I cannot live like I used to.
I donât want to live that kind of life again.
âI really want to live a good life.â
As I buried my head and mumbled, Stefan hugged me tighter.
âPrincess, a good childâŚâ
Stefan patted me on the back.
I laughed at him.
âYes, I am a good child.â
* * *
Clara went up to Dorotheaâs room to find Dorothea and found Ray standing tall alone.
âPrince Raymond?â
When Clara called, Ray squeezed his eyes tightly with his palms and lifted his head.
His eyes were wet with red.
âDid you cry?â
âNo.â
Clara decided not to say, âYou cried.â
âDid you argue with Princess Dorothea?â
âDorothy must hate me.â
âYes?â
âIt is a disaster that I came⌠â
Ray, who wanted to calm down a little, remembered Dorotheaâs words again, and tears welled up.
For the past few years, Dorothy has been living alone in an annex, rural residence.
Of course, Ray thought that Dorothea would be bored and lonely.
Her mother was absent, her father was busy, and Ray was Dorotheaâs only older brother.
Is it strange to be worried about his little sister, who is alone in a distant place?
Was it an arrogant mistake to think that Dorothea would depend on him?
If Ray comes down, Dorothea will be happy. It will make her happy.
What gift will Ray bring? What would Dorothea like Ray give her? What are the items that are not in the Cerritian area?
There is a sea in the detached palace, so Ray has to play in the sea with Dorothea.
They should eat something delicious together and ask Dorothea to take a tour of the detached palace.
Episteme The sincerity Ray wrote in the letter while looking forward to it even before the vacation.
All of that was a disaster for Dorothea.
âIn Dorotheaâs eyes, I look too stupid.â
Ray found a reason for Dorothea to hate him.
Dorothy was smart from a young age and used to do everything on her own.
Two-year-old Dorothea was able to solve problems that Ray couldnât solve, and she knew what Ray didnât know.
Unlike him, who barely finished last in Episteme, Dorothea was a genius enough to be admitted to the top.
To Ray, Dorothea was a proud younger sister, but to Dorothea, he must have been a less proud older brother.