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âReâŚvenge?â
Connie blinked in surprise. With a blazing anger in her amethyst-colored eyes, Scarlet was drawing near to her.
ăYes, indeed. Those insolent fiends who drove me to my execution, I shall drag all of them down to the pits of hell âââă
âT-then-â
Overwhelmed by Scarletâs extraordinary pressure, Connie shrank back. She swallowed audibly.
âWho in the world are those people?âŚâ
She couldnât just easily agree. She mightâve been told to help Scarlet with her revenge, but she didnât even know against whom she had to help take revenge. Depending on circumstances, this matter could concern more people than just Connie.
ăI donât know.ă
âHuh?â
ăWell, you see, I was framed. I was executed for the crime of poisoning that little wench, but thereâs no way I would stoop so low as do something so boorish.ă
Scarlet said so and narrowed her eyes in displeasure.
What did she just say? Connie was rendered speechless and stared at the person who had just made an outrageous statement.
Execution for a crime she didnât remember committing.
âââIsnât that what we call a false accusation?
ăThatâs why, Constance, your role is to become my arms and legs, find the true culprit and show them the living hell!ă
Dear God. Her heart rang like a bell. Until now, Connie was convinced that Scarlet Castiel was an evil woman. She was foolishly made to believe so. By the rumours that were circulating around as if they were true!
âThen the stories about you putting pressure on Princess Ceciliaâs parental house and trying to make the whole family submit to you mustâve been lies tooâŚ!â
She possessed such beauty, after all. In addition, she belonged to the lineage which had even married a royalty and was the Crown Princeâs fiancee, so there mustâve been no shortage of people jealous of her. She was convinced that people, who were full of malice, spread false rumors about her. Scarlet mustâve surely been lonely all this time. At the very least, Connie should be the one to try to find and understand her true selfâââ
As she clenched her hands in determination and looked at Scarlet Castiel with caring eyes, she saw the latter looking at her with a blank expression.
ăHuh? I did that though?ă
âHuh?â
ăWhat?ă
âN-no, itâs nothing. And then using your authority to have Princess Cecilia thrown in jail for a supposed insultââââ
ăYes, that did happen. That girl really didnât learn her lesson though.ă
âUm, what about the story about you splashing red wine on her dress and making her undress during a banquet?â
ăItâs not like I made her strip down to her undergarments so I donât see whatâs the fuss about.ă
âAnd the one about you smacking her back and forth in front of the crowd?â
ăWhatâs wrong with that?ă
Connie involuntarily took a deep breath.
ââââHavenât you done plenty of things?!â
ăWhatâŚItâs not like any of these are a big deal!ă
âTheyâre a big deal enough! Maybe not enough to get you executed but definitely enough to get you arrested!â
ăWhat did you say?! Who do you take me for?!ă
The corners of her eyes rose and Scarlet roared, snapping back at Connie.
âEeek! Youâre the esteemed Lady Scarlet Castiel, please forgive me!â
ăYes, exactly! Iâm a very important person. Poking a mere Viscountâs daughter once or twice is no problem at all! ă
âYeah but werenât you still executed at the end?!â
âââOops, I messed up.
Letting things slip when they shouldnât be said was Connieâs bad habit. In a second, all blood drained from her face. She was so frightened that she couldnât even dare to look at Scarlet. Averting her eyes, but nevertheless mustering up her strength, she opened her mouth.
âAh, um, as expected, helping with your revenge wouldnât beâŚâ
Very good,
However, the complaint she had gathered up all her might to make, was dismissed even before it was fully vocalized.
ăâââDebtă
Connieâs words were interrupted by a voice as gentle as the quiet sea.
ăThis house is in debt, is it not? What do you plan to do about that? Youâve already broken your engagement.ă
She hadnât done it. Connie wasnât the one who did it. The culprit was Her Majesty in front of her.
However, she was absolutely right. With this one matter, she had lost the backing of the Bronson Company. The Grail family had abandoned their reputation and the fiance, leaving only shame and debt to their name.
Connie dejectedly dropped her shoulders. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like the noose around her neck was getting tighter.
ăItâs not like there is no way of saving youă
Hearing this, Connie instantly raised her face. She mustâve had a really imploring expression, since Scarlet happily articulated.
ăYou will cooperate with my revenge, right?ă
âUghâŚâ
ăAlso, I highly doubt it, but would a member of the renowned family of sincere Grails do something as insincere as not repay a favor she owes?ă
âWhat am I to do?â
The corners of Scarletâs lips rose in satisfaction
âââ
As Constance descended in the living room, her maid, Martha, worriedly ran over to her. According to her, the moment Constance returned from Grand Meryl-Anne, she fell asleep there and then. Truth be told, Connie had absolutely no memories of this.
The other members of the Grail family only found out what had happened the day after and by that time, the church had already officially accepted the annulment of Constanceâs engagement with Neil Bronson. All with the assistance of Viscount Harmsworth, of course. Now this was scary.
And according to what she was told, the head of the family, Parcival-Ethel, had gone to the church in order to finish the required paperwork. Connie unintentionally groaned quietly. Her father, who was the head of the Grail Family that held the sincerity in the highest regard, was pretty much a personification of honesty. He mustâve never even imagined that his daughter would be cheated on by her fiance. It mightâve been beyond her powers, but Constance not waking up by the time he found out everything wasnât very good either. What did he feel? It wouldnât be surprising if a blood vessel or two of his had ruptured. As she got worried and asked Martha, the latter answered with a deep, deep sigh.
ââââit was indeed a sight to behold. Masterâs anger was truly terrifying, at one point even planning to challenge the boy to the duel, however, Madamâs words helped him cool down.â
She had convinced Connieâs father that since Connie herself had taken care of the matter on her own, any further meddling would be insincere. Hooray, the principle of sincerity! Hooray, Mother! The reins to the Grail family had always been in her motherâs hands.
âMore importantly, Young Miss, you havenât had anything to eat since yesterday, right? I will make some milk porridge for you right away.â
âWah! Thank you so much! I âm starvingâŚAlso, has anything arrived for me?â
Her last words were the order from Scarlet. She was told that it was about time a letter arrived for her so she was to receive it. She couldnât refuse Her Majestyâs order so she simply nodded in a reply, but inside she was confused. Being the introvert she was, Connie barely had any acquaintances and it was hard to believe that either of them would go through the hassle of sending a letter after finding out about what had happened.
Looking at Martha, as expected, she had a strange expression, as if she had seen snow in midsummer. It was only natural. Connie nodded with a knowing face.
âAh, no, that was a strange thing to ask. Just forget it.â
âNo, in truthââ
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âJust what is this? Whatâs going on?!â
With her hands full of letters, Connie screamed.
ăSee? Wasnât it just as I said?ă
According to Martha, ever since yesterday, the messengers had been bringing letters non-stop. She wasnât very proud of this fact, but she had never received so many invitations in her life.
ăIt was inevitable that you would become the topic of conversation. A noble lady, who was supposed to be mirror of virtue did something like that in front of the public, after all.ă
She hadnât done it. This mightâve started to sound redundant, but Connie hadnât done a single thing. The one who did everything was Her Majesty in front of her.
Since she was told to show Scarlet the invitations, she sat down on the couch and laid out the invitations on the glass countertop. Roughly estimating, there were probably around 20 invites. Scarlet, who had been inspecting them one by one, suddenly cheered.
ăItâs here! I was sure it would be here. I see that your vulgar habit of using frills and gold leaves on the invitations has remained the same even after 10 years, Emilia Caroling!ă
She said and pointed at the invitation letter that stood out the most, so Connie picked it up. The senderâs name was written on the back.
ââŚBaroness Gordwin?â
ăGordwin? Oh dear, did Emilia marry Douglas Gordwin? She married that fattie? Even though she used to make fun of him all the time for looking like a pig walking on two legs?ă
Humph, Scarlet snorted.
ăAt any rate, we must attend the ball Emilia is hosting, Constance. What that girl loves the most is talking and other peopleâs misfortune. If we play our cards right and ask her about the events of 10 years ago, she will surely chirp away happily, just like a canary during its mating season.ă
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Notes:\n
Mightâve taken some liberties here and there. Also stole some Amarreâs wording as always
Emilia-tan tenshi ja nai?!
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