Why do you wish to et Cassadin?
A slight edge creeping into my voice caused so cracks to appear in Lillians composed smile.
It seems Milady is quite interested in my affairs.
In response to her wary reaction, I tilted my head, feigning innocence.
Im sorry if I sounded rude. I rely asked because Milady was standing in front of my house.
Your house?
Yes, this is the Serkia Familys mansion, and I, Lady Serkia, am the daughter of Earl Serkia.
Upon hearing that, Lillians eyes seed to narrow slightly as she gazed at .
After studying for a mont, Lillians eyes widened.
Ah Then you must be the lady who rescued Cassadin from the gladiator arena!
When I nodded in affirmation, Lillians face lit up.
Seizing my hand, Lillian quickly launched into a stream of enthusiastic comnts.
Oh my! This must be fate. Lets maintain close contact from now on.
I remained silent, alternating my gaze between the hand that Lillian clutched and her face. Swiftly, I tugged my hand away from hers.
She seed embarrassed by my rejection, and gradually, the smile on her face faded.
Continuing to watch her, I finally spoke.
Apologies, but I have no intention of maintaining contact with you.
Why is that?
She asked.
Not only is this the first ti I have t you, Milady, but I also do not know your family na. Furthermore, I have no understanding of why you have visited this place, or what your intentions might be.
Upon hearing my response, Lillian managed to transform her frown into a smile and replied,
You can begin to learn all of these things now, one at a ti.
I could not help but inwardly cringe at her unflinching attitude.
I will reiterate. I have no intention to maintain close relations with Milady.
So, please stop blocking the entrance to my mansion and leave. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to forcefully escort you away.
When I resolutely reiterated my position, Lillians face contorted with dismay.
I would have thought she would withdraw to salvage what was left of her dignity, but Lillian didnt move an inch from the mansion.
Just as I was about to go into the mansion to summon a servant, Lillians voice echoed from behind .
Lady Serkia, you are not what I had anticipated.
..
Is Sir Cassadin similar to you, Milady? Or, will he be different?
I halted and turned my head, then dished out a query to Lillian that would be challenging for her to respond to.
I do have a question. Which family does Milady belong to?
I noticed Lillian beco flustered in response to my question. Her pink irises trembled montarily.
It was understandable, given that Lillian was not a noble but a commoner.
Those who falsely claid to be nobles could be imprisoned for noble impersonation.
But if she admitted to being a commoner, then our current conversation would be impossible.
Despite dressing akin to a noble, Lillian was a commoner, not a noble.
I could sense the wheels turning in Lillians mind as she cautiously selected her words.
I was about to enter the mansion as I shook my head.
However, I heard Fathers voice echoing from the carriage, which stopped .
Aren, who are you conversing with?
I had assud he had already entered the mansion, but it appeared that Father had remained inside the carriage, waiting to go in with .
My father had half his head out of the carriage window, glancing at anxiously. But before I could speak, Lillian started running towards the carriage my father was in.
What are you?!
Ignoring completely, Lillian reached the carriage my father was in. Seeing Lillian suddenly running towards him, my father stared back at her, looking bewildered.
?
Hello, Sir. Its a pleasure to et you.
With a bright smile, Lillian lifted her dress and bowed to Father.
Father simply continued to gaze at the woman who appeared out of nowhere, expressing utter confusion.
Barely able to contain my anger, I seized Lillians arm and questioned her.
What kind of disrespectful attitude are you displaying now?!
However, upon hearing my words, Lillians eyes started to water, and her hands shook noticeably. In tandem with the growing sense of dread within , Lillian let out an ear-splitting scream.
Kyaaaaaaaa!
Hearing Lillians piercing shriek, all the people on the streets halted their activities and fixed their gazes on us. The tears that welled up in Lillians eyes began to cascade continuously down her face.
I had rely seized her wrist, but Lillians entire body was quaking, her face a canvas of terror. The current situation was perfectly prid for misinterpretation.
Isnt that the lady from the Serkia family?
Why does that lady appear so afraid?
Poor woman.
Since this incident took place right in front of our mansion gates, all who recognized turned their attention towards us and began murmuring amongst themselves.
Noticing that all eyes were on us, Lillian began sobbing loudly, shouting at as though intentionally putting on a show for the crowd.
What wrong have I done to deserve such treatnt? Please, set free!
I was entirely befuddled by Lillians abrupt shift in deanor. Her words, once gentle, were now vicious.
Why have you suddenly cast yourself as the victim?
Yet, my words were drowned out by the wails of Lillians heart-wrenching sobs. She continued to weep and writhe with intensity.
It hurts! What have I done to deserve this sort of treatnt from Milady? I simply wanted to befriend Milady, yet my goodwill is being returned in this manner.
People were montarily stunned by Lillians sudden outburst. After they heard a few of Lillians words, several nobles, who had already ford their own judgnts of the situation, voiced their opinions.
Is Lady Serkia actually harassing that noblewoman right now?
I must say, it is not a very pleasing sight to see.
I attempted to shake my head in refutation, but Lillians sobbing drowned out any response.
Even after releasing Lillians wrist, her tears did not cease.
Witnessing this, I leaned in and whispered into Lillians ear.
It seems you are attempting to put in a difficult position here, but I must inform you that you can proceed if you want to be arrested for impersonating a noble.
However, in response to my whisper, Lillian began crying even louder. If a bystander were to witness this, they might believe that I had murdered Lillians parents, judging by the intensity of her wails.
Shes utterly out of her mind.
Internally, I cursed the woman. I was on the verge of turning around and passing through the mansion gates. But just then, a man who had been watching and Lillian, from a distance began to walk towards us.
The man was utterly unfamiliar, but from the family emblem on his clothing, I could discern that he was an Earl, just like myself.
This man had looked over at the tearful Lillian, then blushed upon seeing her face in close proximity.
Upon noticing the mans reaction, Lillian quickly clutched the hem of his clothes.
Upon her doing so, the mans ears instantly turned red as well.
With the seeming responsibility now upon him, the man patted Lillians back and addressed ,
Lady Serkia, why are you troubling this innocent woman?
I havent troubled her. She rely started crying out of nowhere.
Then how do you account for the current situation?
When I tracked the mans gaze, I realized that we had significantly more spectators.
Those who appeared to be commoners had been watching, but turned their sights away and resud their activities once our eyes t.
On the contrary, a few nearby nobles kept scrutinizing my response, seemingly amused by this predicant.
I gave them one quick look before turning back to the man, who had his arms draped across Lillians shoulders and began to speak.
Why should I explain myself? Would you even believe if I were to tell the truth?
I had done absolutely nothing, yet Lillian started crying again.
Whether it was the man asking for an explanation when I hadnt done anything or those nobles who were observing us from a distance.
They all appeared unexceptional to .
I fixed my gaze on the man who was looking at with an expression of disapproval.
Do you realize the woman youre holding has posed as a noble? I asked for her family na, but she couldnt give a satisfactory answer.
At my words, Lillian visibly stiffened. However, the man rely positioned himself protectively in front of Lillian and replied,
Even if what youve said is true, its unjust to treat soone this harshly. How could you be so heartless towards soone who only sought friendship?
She was the one who ca to my mansion and behaved rudely, yet you act as though I am the one at fault.
Lillian then intertwined her fingers, which had been clutching the mans clothes, with his.
As she did this, the mans face beca beet red, reminiscent of a ripe tomato.
Based on your assertions, it implies that she started crying without cause. However, that just doesnt make any sense.
The mans expression told that, regardless of what I said, he was resolute in his determination to protect Lillian from .
How pathetic.
I sincerely thought that this man was pitiful. It was almost mortifying to think that such a man bore the title of Earl.
His words were no longer even worthy of my attention.
Turning towards the carriage where Father was, I spoke up.
Father, lets go in together.
Together with Father, who had just disembarked from the carriage, we headed inside.
Or, to be precise, I attempted to go inside.
But Lillians voice stopped once again.
W-wait, please.
Lillian, who had basically been held by the man, approached .
I had planned to ignore her and leave, but in a whisper ant only for , Lillian conveyed what she desired.
Please, I beg you. You dont need to stay close to . Just please let et Sir Cassadin just once.
If you do, then I will go and tell that man right now that I was the one at fault.
Aras T/L Note: This chapter has afflicted with cancer. Get your dicine ready, everyone. This is going to be one lumpy ride.
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