Why Did I Become the Villainess? Chapter 447: : It's you



"Miss, where would you like to place these flowers?"

I glance at Eve and the flowers she's holding before shaking my head."Just toss it. I don't have any use for it."

Eve gazes at , her eyes widening at my statent. "But Miss, this is a gift from Prince Fraser. How can you dispose of sothing that His Highness has given you?"

I nearly rolled my eyes upon hearing Eve's words. It's giving more reasons to throw that flower.

How does he expect to react after receiving purple hyacinths? It signify that soone realizes they've ssed up and are longing for forgiveness.

Forgiveness? After what he did, and considering what I may do in the future? I believe it's too late for forgiveness at this point.

I shake my head and was about to sit up when suddenly, a hand gently helps in rising.

"Be careful. Doctor Pascal ntioned you still couldn't move much," Rufus says, his expression filled with concern as he gazes at .

Why is this guy here? I thought all I had to worry about was getting rid of Prince Fraser, and now there's another Prince? Doesn't he have work today?

"Don't look at like that, Csille. You're hurting my feelings," he says with a sigh, then takes a seat after ensuring that I am comfortably settled on the bed.

"You might have chosen to distance yourself from , but it wouldn't change the fact that I care for you," he says, his expression filled with pain. "How could you expect not to visit you after hearing what happened? I was just busy with work, which is why I couldn't co imdiately, but do you even realize how anxious I was because of you?"

I look at Rufus and sigh. I am hurting him again and again. Yet, I couldn't do anything to lessen the pain.

This is for his own good. It's better for him to disassociate himself from Csille, so those people won't use this chance to bring him down with .

I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I will be the reason of his downfall.

"That's not what I ant, your highness. I was simply concerned that I might be interrupting your work. You ntioned being busy dealing with the aftermath of the explosion. How could I dare to burden you further?"

Rufus takes my hand and squeezes it gently. "You will never be a burden, Csille. If I had the choice, I would rather spend my ti here with you than to do—"

My eyes widen in shock as I interrupt him. "Rufus! How could you say that!"

Rufus appears taken aback by my words, but then he offers a smile a few seconds later. "This is the first ti I've heard you call by na again."

I furrow my brow. Doesn't he realize the seriousness of his words? I'm certain people would misunderstand him if they heard him.

Just imagine a prince saying he'd prefer to be with an injured person than to assist the monarchy in dealing with war? He'd undoubtedly face trouble if anyone overheard him.

I glance at Eve, who is pretending to busy herself with dusting so figurines on the cabinet. "Eve, you're dismissed. Please take those flowers with you. I no longer like flowers."

Eve looks at and nods before exiting the room, carrying the flowers with her.

"You don't like flowers anymore? But I thought you loved them?"

I look at Rufus and frown. How can I love sothing that reminds of Prince Fraser? Every ti I look at flowers, I can't help but associate them with mories of him..

So, how can he expect to love it if it's a reminder of the pain I have experienced?

"I just despise how fleeting they are. I can't deny their beauty, but I don't get why they never last long. I know it's their nature, like how we humans must face death eventually. But I still can't help but wonder why they can't last longer."

Similar to my relationship with the Crown Prince. It may have had its monts of beauty, but it's ti for it to co to an end now.

I shake my head. "But that's not the point here." I gaze at Rufus intently. "You need to be cautious with your words, your highness. If others were to hear you say that you'd rather be with than assist them, it could create a big issue."

Rufus frowns. "You're addressing as 'your highness' again. You're putting distance between us once more, Csille." He shakes his head in disappointnt. "And that's not what I ant when I said that. I'm sure you know it."

I nod my head. "I am well aware. I'm just afraid soone might use your words against you. So, I hope you can be more careful with your words."

"If you're so worried about it, why don't we beco friends again? So, I can have soone reminding what not to say or do."

I wish things were that simple. Unfortunately, simplicity is far from our current reality. Nothing here is straightforward. So, even if I wanted to agree with him, I know I don't have a choice.

"And you know, I can't do that anymore, your highness. I'm no longer a future royalty, and as a noble, it's my responsibility to show proper respect to the royal family."

Rufus just smiles sadly at . "I knew you would say that, but I was hoping you'd change your mind." He shakes his head and retrieves a paper from his coat. "I'm not just here to check on you. I'm also here to give this to you."

He then hands a letter with the royal family symbol on it.

A letter from the royal family? It's unlikely to be from Rufus; if he had sothing to say to , he would have said it already. The letter must be from their Majesties or from the Crown

Prince.

I just hope it's from the King or Queen. I'd prefer to read about issues in the monarchy rather than Prince Fraser's words.

"Don't worry, it's from his Majesty. I can see the nervousness in your eyes," he says with a smile. "It's comforting to know I'm not the only Astalieu you're avoiding."

I shake my head and set the letter aside. I'll read it once Rufus leaves. I'm not sure what the King wants to say to , and it would be rude to read it in front of others, even if it's his

nephew.

"Thank you for delivering it. You could have asked soone else to bring it to ."

"But his Majesty asked to do it. It would be rude of to disobey. Also, I chose to co here because I wanted to talk to you."

I feel my body tense up when I hear what he said. Is he here to persuade to be friends with

him again?

A chuckle escapes from Rufus. "Don't worry, I respect your decision. I'm just here because I know how knowledgeable you are when it cos to flowers."

I frown. Flowers? What does that have to do with him being here?

"I need your help, Csille. What flower should I use if I want to confess to soone?"

I look at Rufus, shocked is clearly visible on my face. Don't tell he is planning to confess

his feelings this ti?

I look at the ceiling and sigh. My end is about to co yet here I am still stuck on my bed because of my injuries.

I smile sadly and recall how my conversation end with Rufus. My assumption is right, he was planning to confess to Princess Paislee this ti and he wants to use a flower to convey his

feelings.

However, this Prince forgot that he is dealing with Princess Paislee and not Prince Fraser. How can the Crown Princess know what he is trying to say to her?

In the end, his confession will just end up being a failure.

"But I guess, confessing his true feelings is needed for things to progress. I just hope Rufus

wouldn-"

"Confessing his true feelings to whom?"

My eyes widen when I recognized that familiar voice. "Prince Fraser? What are you doing

here?"

I thought he wouldn't visit anymore after our last conversation. I thought the reason why

I haven't seen him for a few days is because it finally dawn on him what he is doing to . But I guess I was wrong because lo and behold, the great Prince Fraser is here again.

Prince Fraser frowns. "I am here to check on you. I heard from Doctor Pascal that your condition is improving already." He stares at for a couple of seconds. "So, I wanted to check on you. However, I didn't expect I would hear you talk about Prince Rufus. Did he visit

youe earlier?"

I watch him place a beautiful purple hyacinths on my bed side table.

Purple hyacinth? What is he trying to say to ?

"I also brought so flowers to lighten up the mood here." He then looks at . "Should I leave this behind or ask soone to put on a vase-"

I shake my head. I don't what's his purpose on being here but I know I couldn't let him do

this.

"You shouldn't have bother, your highness. I don't like flowers anymore. So, apologies if I'll ask you to bring it with you when you leave."

Prince Fraser looks at with a surprise expression. "You don't like flowers anymore? But

don't you love growing it?"

I smile sadly. "Things have changed your highness. Just like how things are different between us." I shake my head. "Apologies your highness, however I thought I made it clear to

you before? Please stop visiting ."

Prince Fraser frowns. He looks mad because of what I've said. "You don't want to visit? Yet, you allow Prince Rufus to do so?"

And what does Prince Rufus has to do with our conversation?

"Your highness, Prince Rufus only visit once and I ask him to refrain from visiting

anymore. Which he respectfully understand. However, you on the other hand doesn't listen to

what I am-"

"Csille, why are you pushing away? Haven't I made myself clear to you? It isn't my

intention to hurt you? I am even regre-"

My eyes widen when I realized what he is trying to say. "No, please don't say that." I feel my

voice cracks.

I couldn't let him affects . I'm pretty sure the reason why he is having these thoughts is because of that force trying to ss things up and not because his words are genuine. "Your highness, what ever happens between us is all in the past now. It wouldn't be good if anyone of us dwell on it. Instead, why don't you focus on winning the heart of the person you

like?"

"And what if it's you?"

I feel my heart beating wildly because of his words. I take a deep breath to calm both my mind and heart. I couldn't get swayed now. Not now that we're almost at the end.

I laugh sarcastically and look at him with a pain expression. "Is it so sort of a punishnt, Fraser? Or do you see as a joke that's why you are doing this?"

Prince Fraser's frown deepens. A sign that he didn't like what I've said.

But to hell with what he likes! I'm so done playing this mind ga with this Crown Prince.

"Csi-"

I raise my hand and shake my head at him. "Your highness, please stop now. Please don't make things complicated as it is."

Prince Fraser looks like he wants to say sothing more but he just slump his body on the chair and sigh in defeat. "What will I do to make you believe ?"

I stares at him. What will he do for to believe him? Nothing because no matter how much

he said that he doesn't an to hurt , I know that is not true.

I avoid looking at his eyes. Afraid that I might say things I shouldn't say in the heat of the

mont.

My eyes landed on my drawer and a thought pops out of my mind.

"Your highness, can you do a favor and help retrieve sothing from that drawer?"

How can I forget such an important detail?