Wanting to continue my life in peace, I decided, I think it would be better not to read it.
In response, Max slightly furrowed his eyebrows and asked, What makes you say that?
Oh, its just It might have bad words written about , you know?
Has anyone done such a thing in the past? he asked back in a suddenly grave tone, his expression slightly hardening. Nevertheless, his usual frightening aura when he would speak in this manner was mitigated by the pigeon resting on his handnot to ntion, the bird was resting peacefully with its eyes closed! The strange picture before
prompted
to wonder if the two had sohow befriended each other in such a short ti.
I asked you a question, Max demanded just then, his nacing voice bringing
back to reality from my thoughts.
Well, not really But as you know, many people hate . After the royal banquet earlier in the day, I had learned thatdue to the atrocities I had caused in the pastso people still found
abominable no matter how hard I tried. I couldnt help but think pessimistically. No one had even dared to strike a conversation with
except for the ladies from the tea tasting party, and I had not received a single request for a dance. I had no intention for such nial things to affect my mood greatly, but the lack of social interaction I experienced during a grand event was a bitter confirmation of my awful reputation among the nobles.
Still, why dont you just check to see whats written? It could be soone who really wants to talk to you, Max suggested then, reminding
of soone.
Could it be Bea?
Bea did not get along with her family. Thus, it would have been a stretch to have an official letter delivered by a servant as doing so would an that her family would imdiately find out about our acquaintance. Thinking that ignoring the ssage would wound her fragile heart, I took deep breaths to calm down and asked, Could you hand
the note?
Without hesitation, Max unwrapped the piece of paper on the pigeons leg and handed it over to . Afraid that the bird might go wild, I kept my eyes on the creature as I received the ssage in my hand. Closing my eyes, I told myself that the letter was not a threat and was simply an innocent ssage from soone I had befriended today.
Dont worry so much about it. Im sure its good news, Max chid in as if to affirm my thoughts. I looked up at him in surprise at the kind gesture, then I ended up smiling from what I saw before . I couldnt take him seriously when there was a pigeon peacefully nested in his hand. In any case, I took a few more deep breaths before deciding to open the note.
It is true that I am too self-deprecating and conscious of what others think at tis.
Hoping this may be good news like Max had said, I plucked up my courage and unfolded the piece of paper.
Maximillian Casein Assiette?my eyes widened in astonishnt at the first thing I saw on the left uppermost corner of the note. The crown prince had sent a carrier pigeon to . Although I was trembling in fear, my eyes automatically moved to the contents of the ssage only to experience the feeling of my blood going dry. It was indeed a short note as I had expected, but it contained an incomprehensible amount of anings.
I wont kill you,the note read. This made
realize that I had already done sothing death-penalty worthy in front of him. I tracked back to my actions during the banquet today, in denial of the fact that I was supposed to be receiving this ssage. I felt as if I was victimized for an unknown cause, but then the events at the dark abandoned room flashed before my eyes. I had broken into the suspicious room that had appeared to be a prohibited area, I had stopped the crown prince from approaching Bea and even talked back to him, and lastly, I had shown unladylike behavior by tripping and falling while he was escorting !
Ordinary people might have let such things go, but these things must have given the lunatic crown prince an excuse to murder ! I was lanting over my complacent behavior at the royal event when I heard an innocent voice from beside .
What do you think? I was right, wasnt I?
Frowning, I glared at the man smiling with the pigeon still in his hand. This was not anything close to good news but a threat as I had expected. The crown prince went through the trouble of warning
via a private ssage, which ant that I was dead at in his eyes!
He must now be waiting for
to make a slight mistake so he can behead . That ans I need to co up with a plan to not be seen at the coronation ceremony in two weeks!
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