My Fiancee Was the Villainess of This World

52 – Red Thread of Destiny

The Empire is reluctant to call the eyes that embrace the sun ‘golden eyes’.

This strange way of having blonde hair but not golden eyes is due to the characteristics of gold.

Gold is an essential commodity in life, but it has the power to captivate people.

That is why we were careful not to have negative connotations in the eyes that embrace the sun, which is evidence that the power of God resides within them.

At first, I thought that the people of previous generations who had decided that one could have blonde hair but not golden eyes were truly in trouble.

… Until I saw that thing.

“Cuck cluck cluck! “Cuckoo cuckoo!”

The Count wandered around the banquet hall making strange crying noises on his own, even though I didn’t ask him to.

“It was a truly blessed day. Long live the empire… !”

Priscilla was standing near the count, interpreting with slightly bored eyes.

It was truly a strange sight.

I didn’t ask you to do something like that and I had no intention of asking you to do it….

It really looks like a madman blinded by gold.

“Ah, it was a blessing too great to refuse….”

Someone who saw that started talking randomly and fell asleep, and the people in the finance department who were looking at me with respect at first also turned their heads to avoid my gaze.

And then, perhaps because he was afraid that I might say something, he quickly ran away to where the father and daughter of the Count Arbest family were.

“Oh! Cuckoo cuckoo! “Pyeokkuukku!”

“I’m sorry for being rude earlier. Thanks to you, light has returned to the Count Arbest family. “Eat and drink as much as you want!”

The Count, who greeted him with a bright smile, was still cackling, and Priscilla was translating his words with an even colder expression.

“… Majesty. “I think this is a bit excessive.”

Honestly, I felt a little unfair because I was receiving attention for something I didn’t ask for.

When I tried to say something to him, for some reason, someone looked at Martin with a respectful expression and started muttering something.

I felt like I had respect for Martin, who was scolding me for creating such a magical scene.

Martin must have heard that too, as he twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed lightly.

It was only then that I realized that this was Martin’s own joke.

“You also seem to be making more lame jokes.”

As I said that, I took a sip of the liquor in the glass I had raised to my mouth.

Perhaps because it was my first time drinking alcohol in a long time, it felt sweet even though it was not a drink that suited my taste very much.

“hahahaha! “It’s an auspicious day, so wouldn’t that be possible?”

Martin, smiling, was looking at the father and daughter of Count Arvest with a dazzling expression.

As I was looking at that scene, I suddenly remembered the commotion that had happened before.

I decided to lower my voice and voice the question that came to mind.

“Is first love really that heavy, Martin?”

“… Majesty?”

“Marquis of Wellston.”

Martin looked at me with wide eyes.

I froze for about a second, then came to my senses and looked around.

From the beginning, the only people in the banquet hall were our group and the Count Arvest family.

Everyone was preoccupied with the eccentricities of Count Arvest and his wife, so no one was looking in this direction.

At best, all Sir Bertrand could do was pretend to be nonchalant and keep an eye out for unexpected situations.

After confirming that, Martin opened his mouth with a calm expression.

“… “How did you know?”

“It’s a feeling.”

This is a man who taught me kingship and emphasized the importance of etiquette.

When that person heard the news that the prime minister’s wife had collapsed, he had the insolence of even refusing the restraints of the employees and informed me of the fact.

Of course, the information that the prime minister’s wife had collapsed was shocking news.

But it wasn’t to the point of being so rude that it bordered on rioting.

“… “You’re amazing.”

Martin smiled enviously as he looked at the father and daughter who were still writing down strange legends.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Martin’s expression looked somewhat relaxed.

It was an expression of sadness and relief that coexisted, as if she had finally let go of something that had been stored in her heart all along.

“Couldn’t she have done something more? Couldn’t she have run away because she was a coward? Couldn’t the choice that day have been wrong…? . Even at this age, I haven’t been able to shake off that feeling.”

Martin continued speaking as if he was talking to himself, looking at the cuckoo father and daughter.

“I kept digging and digging, thinking that this was the right path, and before I knew it, I had come to this point. Still, I couldn’t shake it off.”

“Cuckoo! “Cuck-cuck-cuck-cuck-cuck-cuck!”

“… Ha.”

“Cuckoo?”

“But I guess not. “I don’t really like the word fate, but I guess fate refers to scenes like this.”

“Cuckoo, cuckoo! “Pyeokkuukku!”

“… Puha.”

“Cuckoo, cuckoo…” .”

“Hi….”

Is that the sight of fate?

Are you saying that it was fate that Priscilla, distracted by the obscene behavior of her father, who had tormented her for six years, suddenly drank alcohol?

That’s a cheap fate.

“… Uh, um.”

Martin, who was trying to say something lyrical, scratched his face as if he thought this was wrong.

Then she shook her head as if it was nothing.

“By the way, I had no idea that Your Majesty was so well-versed in theology.”

When Martin changed the subject a little blatantly, someone who had been picking up food from the banquet approached us with an interested look.

As so-and-so, who had a fairly strong presence, approached this direction, the eyes of the banquet hall also began to turn in this direction.

“It wasn’t a very big problem.”

I wasn’t particularly skilled in theology.

It was just forced into place to neutralize Priscilla’s dark mana.

To be honest, I also don’t know what the structure of divine power is.

What do you think?

As long as the results are good, that’s enough.

“As expected, it is the dawn of the empire. Wouldn’t it be good to learn more diverse topics in the future?”

“… Martin?”

“hahahaha, just kidding.”

When I looked bored, Martin smiled and shook his head to lighten the mood.

Then, someone who was watching began to look at Martin with an expression of respect.

Martin, without noticing him, brought up the story that these days, nobles are offering tea to the point where it becomes annoying.

The explanation was that it seemed like everyone was trying to get as much information about me as possible.

“It’s only been four months since that day, Your Highness.”

Martin laughed with a slightly bewildered expression.

“I also suffered greatly, Your Highness… !”

When Martin brought up the story of being harassed by the nobles, so-and-so intervened, deciding that now was the right time.

In Martin’s case, it was closer to a love call.

There is no aristocrat in the system who doesn’t know that I was really an asshole, not just an act.

So, they are trying to appease Martin, who had the greatest influence in that short period of time.

But in So-and-so’s case, it was closer to interrogation.

If she were not careful, the crown prince leaked information that could have cost her life, and on top of that, she participated in such a dangerous act.

The crown prince even appears to be complaining about the side effects of the disease.

That’s why it seems that he is looked upon in many ways, both in the imperial family and in the aristocratic society.

“Before leaving here, I submitted a report to the imperial family….”

I also judged that so-and-so would be in a lot of trouble, so I mentioned in advance that it was okay to reveal all information except about Priscilla.

Nevertheless, seeing as I suffered so much, I felt like I needed some kind of compensation.

This was the car I was thinking about.

“Ahh!”

Priscilla, who was playing cuckoo far away, pushed her so-and-so near me with her arms and hugged me.

“Huh!”

“This is jealousy… ! Ugh, ha, ha… !”

Starting from the shenanigans of the maids brought from the Flying Dragon House, the way they looked at me began to turn into something strangely annoying.

I frowned slightly and looked down at Priscilla.

‘… ‘You’re drunk.’

Contrary to the way he seemed to be drinking vigorously, the alcohol did not feel very strong.

“Everyone, have fun. “I will go in first.”

I looked around the banquet hall, said that, and left the banquet hall with Priscilla in my arms.

“aaah!”

“Huh!”

… I wasn’t bringing those.

I brought them here because the level of Count Arvest’s employees was not trustworthy!

She went into her room with Priscilla in her arms, and Priscilla, who was in my arms, looked up at me, exhaling her excited breath.

“Maximilian…. Ha… ha….”

How much alcohol did I drink while I was taking my eyes off for a moment?

He was a ridiculous guy.

I sighed and decided to undo the corset of his dress and take off his shoes so that he could rest comfortably.

Sleep.

When the straps of the corset part of the dress were undone, Priscilla let out a strange breathing sound as if her breathing had become easier.

“Ahh, hahahaha….”

‘This strange thing… !’

For some reason, it was a dangerous sound that made the hairs all over my body stand on end.

“Whoa…” .”

I thought I had developed some tolerance now.

“Ha, ugh….”

Priscilla must have been a little hot in her room, so she began to squirm and turn over her body.

Then, the outer part of the dress naturally came off, revealing the pure white marble-like inner skin.

… It was truly a sight that was harmful to the eyes.

Do I have to sleep next to a drunkard like this?

I laid down next to the drunkard as carefully as possible so as not to wake him up.

It was that kind of moment.

“Ugh….”

Priscilla, who has quite bad sleeping habits, immediately reacted to the appearance of the pillow she was sleeping with.

Priscilla, who was hugging me with her dress half disheveled, began to breathe happily into my ear.

“Ha, ha….”

It felt like her mind was awakened by that strangely strange sound.

As I tried to slightly distance myself from him, Priscilla hugged me even more tightly.

“This strange thing… !”

I reflexively said that and slightly pushed Priscilla away.

Then Priscilla opened her dimly closed eyes and looked blankly at me.

“I… ha… like that… Isn’t it attractive…? ?”

Priscilla suddenly mumbled and grabbed my arm.

Priscilla, who seemed to have fallen asleep somewhere, pulled my arm closer to me with an expression full of nervousness.

“Men and women… ha… Living in the same bed… Phew… Nothing happened….”

… I think I heard some noise from the maids at Biryonggwan again.

That’s what happens when people who are in the prime of marriageable age are trapped in that small world.

These days, people are making a fuss about wanting to take Biryonggwan’s maids as wives, but why on earth do you keep clinging to Biryonggwan and blowing such useless wind?

These insolent things!

“… “Nothing happens.”

“Ha… Maxi, Milian… ?”

“Just endure it. “This stupid thing.”

I held Priscilla’s head in my arms as she kept muttering something.

Then, Priscilla struggled in my arms as if she was in pain, but then, as if her alcohol had taken over, she relaxed her body and sank down.

I tried to carefully pull Priscilla out of her arms, but Priscilla hugged me even more tightly and pushed her head in.

When she thought about it, Priscilla always had a habit of sleeping like this, unconsciously hugging something nearby.

Is this because they grew up without receiving proper affection, and are acting like this unconsciously even though they normally seem dignified?

If it were normal, I would be the first to get tired and fall asleep, so there wouldn’t be any problem….

I felt like I wouldn’t be able to sleep properly today.