With this in mind, I pondered upon who might have sent him here, but there were too many people to choose from. After all, I was the villainess of this novel.
Why did you behave like that, past ?I was berating myself when I realized sothing. In novels, there was an unspoken rule that made it impossible for the protagonists, supporting characters, and villains to die at the beginning of the story. In other words, my life as the main villainess wasnt in danger until the princesss coming-of-age ceremony.
There are many chapters in the novel where I appear Maybe this is sothing thats supposed to happen to . I shouldnt be scared.I cald my anxious thoughts and stared at the suspicious shadow looming over .
I feel like Ive seen him sowhere. Who is he?Since he broke in and entered my house at night, he was probably an assassin or a thief. Although I was still uncertain by this, I knew for sure that he wasnt sane. If he were a normal person, he wouldnt have aid for the mansion of Duke Floyen, the best swordsman in the empire.
I dont know who you are, but I think youve co to the wrong house. This is Duke Floyens house.
Ive co to the right place, the man replied. He must be insane or really bold.
Really? How about changing your mind now? I think you will regret coming to this house. I tried to persuade him out of pity, but the man stayed silent.
I still have a year left before I die, I mumbled to myself. Of course, I had no intention of dying that soon because I still had the ti to improve my reputation.
I wont miss a single opportunity to do so.
I decided to light the candle on my bedside table to inform the knights standing guard at my door that soone had broken into my room. I kept my eye on the man while picking up a match and wondered what he was thinking. When the candle caught on fire, my surroundings beca bright. Only then could I see the mans black hair, pale skin, and overly elegant appearance. It was impossible to forget a face like his.
Oh, you are my fathers disciple. I realized that he had co to the right place, after all.
Thank God.I felt relieved that the intruder was neither a thief nor an assassin. Although I tried to convince myself that I wasnt going to die at this point in the novel, I had actually been very scared. Additionally, I had learned a very important lesson.I have to make sure to lock the windows and doors from now on.
I sat down on my bed as the adrenaline left my system and made my legs go weak. My fathers disciple, who had been staring at
blankly for a while, suddenly looked at the candle fiercely.
What are you doing? he asked.
Im the daughter of Duke Floyen. How dare he treat
like this?If I were any other noble, he would probably be sentenced to death. Although I was letting him treat
this way, I thought it would be better to teach him a lesson for his future.
Excuse , I said. Why are you talking to
like that?
Because it makes sense to. He looked at
coldly. In addition to being extrely arrogant, his manner of speech resembled my father.
But Father doesnt even go that far. Its been said that the pupil surpasses the master, but he doesnt have to surpass him in speaking like that.
Out of relief and fatigue, I found myself unable to stop smiling. So, whats your na again? I asked.
Instead of answering my question, the man glared at . I beca sowhat embarrassed and tried to explain why I was asking for his na. Oh, its not that I forgot your na on purpose
At that mont, I heard a knock on the door.
Is sothing the matter, Lady Floyen? Although I was reassured by the knight speaking outside the door, the tip of a sword suddenly pressed against my neck.
I stared at the culprit, my fathers disciple.Is he frightened No, he looks too rciless for that.There was no sign of surprise in his red eyes, only fierceness. I stared at him and tried to understand why he was threatening .
He wants
to act.I was already living my second life as a villainess, so this was a rather simple request.
Oh, I had a nightmare, so I decided to light the candle for a little bit. It was a good enough excuse, but Geraldine, the leader of the knights and my cousin, asked again with a sincere voice.
Really? Are you okay?
Yes, Im fine. I couldnt go back to sleep, so Im reading a book. I felt as though I was going to pass out again, but I was afraid that my fathers disciple was going to act rashly if I told the truth.
Sleeping late is bad for your health. Go back to bed as soon as you can, Geraldine said.
It was fitting that he gave
such advice at a ti like this. Yes, thank you for the advice.
I couldnt hear anything by the door after that. It seed like the knights had gone back to their posts.Did they really leave?Although I wasnt sure, the more pressing problem was my fathers disciple, who was still staring at
with his sword pressed against my neck.
I did what you wanted, so can you move your sword now? I asked quietly.
His expression twisted when I finished speaking.
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