âWhat? Donât cut in when others are talking. Are you eavesdropping?â
One of them told and looked at me.
Maybe I was actually eavesdropping, but they could speak in a low voice if they didnât want to be heard.
Why they talked sentence by sentence in my face?
Perhaps because the companion retorted, the other spoke too.
âEveryone is discussing, it is Princess Angela that poisoned the King!â
âIt is also related to you, arenât you? â
I was outnumbered, after those two refuted, the third and fourth one said the same words again.
One after another, they did not even give me the space to refute back.
Maybe because of the herd mentality, some words were too honorable to hear.
(I can do nothing without helpâŚReally unwilling!)
I couldnât affect them whatever I said.
Just as I was downcast, there was another voice nearby.
âWhat did you say to my sister?â
I looked up, to my surprise, a prince with flowing blonde hair stood there.
âPrince MarlowâŚâ
Imperceptibly, Marlow had come and heard our conversations.
âBritney, thank you for holding.â
âNoâŚNot at allâŚâ
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Marlow was smiling at me, but said to those nobilities.
âJust pretend I didnât hear your conversations. If you say the same things again, I donât know what will happen.â
ââŚ!?â
The five white-faced men left like escaped prisoners.
âAre you alright? Britneyâ
I answered securely.
âYeah, thanks, Prince Marlow.â
Then, we went to Emiryaâs room together.
Marlowâs relationship with the marquisâ daughter Alefice seemed to be progressing recently.
Although they hadnât developed a love relationship yet, they often had afternoon tea together.
(Itâs the most important thing that he could shift the focus from dessert to AleficeâŚBy the way, Iâm starving nowâŚ)
I had wanted something to eat since just now.
It was my little habit that if I felt stressed, I would eat to avoid anxiety. I knew it wasnât goodâŚ
(I must grow up! I canât always be like thatâŚ!)
I walked quickly along the corridor, as if I were blaming myself for my weakness in this way.
After a moment, I found some of Angelaâs maids in black gathering together and looking very restless and anxious, it seemed that they were searching for Angela.
It has been kept secret from all but the people involved, however, everyone was searching for Angela, inside or out of the city.
The First Princess was still not found.
(âŚemm? Whoâs that?)
One of the maids were strangely anxious.
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On closer inspection, her hands and feet were trembling slightly and looked really unhealthy.
Was she so worried about Angela that she couldnât leave here?
(Even so, if she is not feeling well, itâs better to take a break.)
I approached her.
âHey, are you alright? You look so terribleâŚâ
She couldnât speak clearly, only a groan could be heard.
(Oh no! She was already too sick to speakâŚ!)
I ran to her side and held her up.
âYou need to take a break, it wonât help to force yourself like that.â
Marlow allowed us to use the empty room, so I took the maid there.
It was a small guest room with a bed and a chair in it.
I took off her black veil because she looked short of breath.
However, I didnât know whyâŚ
âEmmâŚ?â
Behind the veil was an unhealthy woman who had been so thin that her eyes were sunken, that was not what a maid in palace looked like.
As a maid who was working in the Capital, a healthy body was the most important condition. Besides, good looks were also required if someone wanted to become Angelaâs maidâŚAlthough it was affected a little because of the black color.
Her hair was in a mess, her pupils, covered with tears were empty. And her off-center eyes and exposed cheekbones showed that she was not in a common condition.
Merely, she was not only unhealthy but alsoâŚ
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