Reincarnated As My Husband's Mistress-Chapter 97: [] Reunion

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People's eyes were blatantly fixed on me.

I was already a celebrity.

A young and beautiful noblewoman who had risen from the common people.

It was inevitable that she would be a juicy gossip topic, and as she became entangled with Roardnes and started to have a secret following who imitated her style, and recently, she gained the titles of Lady-in-waiting to the Crown Princess Doris and advisor to the Crown Prince, she attracted even more attention.

Moreover, although the common nobles might not know, the great nobles would all know.

That I had once lived in the Grand Duke's residence as the future Grand Duchess.

Every move I made was under the spotlight. That's where I was now.

"They all have similar styles. It's boring."

Epero said to me, as if wanting me to hear.

As he said, there were so many dresses adorned with ruby rose decorations that it could be said to be a craze.

I smiled faintly at Noura, who was standing in a group a little distance away.

Noura tried to greet me brightly but held back and smiled secretly behind her fan.

Last time, after visiting me, I introduced Noura to the jeweler that Madame Leblea had told me about.

I had the craftsman work day and night to make the ornaments, so I could imagine how much Noura's jewelry sales had increased, even without seeing it.

As I exchanged secret glances with Noura, I raised my head, following an intensely felt gaze.

Doris, wearing a large ruby rose pinned to her chest, was staring directly at me, shining more beautifully than anyone else.

As soon as our eyes met, the corners of her mouth, which she had forced to rise, trembled so much that it was visible even from a distance.

I poked Victor's side and, as if to show off, knelt down with him to pay my respects.

With a forced smile and a wink, I quickly turned away from them and towards the Crown Prince.

"Does Her Highness like you or dislike you, Madam?"

"..."

"Oh, that was the wrong question. Is Her Highness your friend or your enemy?"

Epero whispered, his body trembling as if he was overwhelmed by the admiring gazes of the young ladies.

"Epero, don't talk to Madam like that."

"Mother."

To my surprise, Empress Grace approached me as I was at a loss for words at Epero's question.

Startled by the unexpected visitor, I bowed my head deeply as a sign of respect.

"There's no need to be so formal, as I'm not the host of the party."

Empress Grace pulled my arm gently, as if she were talking to a close maid.

As I naturally followed her into the nearby terrace, I saw her maids quickly closing the terrace door and drawing the curtains.

"Were you surprised? I'm sorry to call you so suddenly when you haven't fully recovered yet."

"No, Your Majesty."

Although I was quite surprised, I acted respectfully.

The Empress, who looked no older than her mid-thirties despite being well over forty, had a gentle appearance.

I had never had the opportunity to see her so closely before, so I observed her as she looked out at the terrace.

"I wanted to thank you personally."

"Me?"

"Yes."

Her gaze, which had briefly turned towards the terrace, shifted back to me.

It was a warm and gentle look.

"Thank you for taking good care of Epero."

I smiled awkwardly, as I had only been in charge of Epero's care for a few days.

"Epero told me something nice... was he being sincere?"

'Damn it.'

It was clear that he had told the Empress about her promise to let him stay in Ronta.

How quickly he had run to his mother.

Feeling even more embarrassed to hear such words directly from Grace, I forced a smile.

"I sincerely believe that His Highness Prince Epero should return to his homeland and serve His Majesty well, Your Majesty."

As soon as I finished speaking, the Empress's face, which had been shining so warmly, crumbled a little.

"I appreciate your sentiment, but..."

"...Your Majesty?"

The Empress's voice, suddenly filled with tears, made me look around, even though there was no one else to see.

"Epero shouldn't be in Ronta. I know your influence is considerable, but please don't be an obstacle to Epero returning to Elacon. Do you understand what I mean?"

Her voice, trembling terribly, was not the voice of the always elegant Empress.

Slightly taken aback, I approached her, who was on the verge of tears. The Empress, as if waiting for it, tightly grasped my hand and shook it as if pleading.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but is there any reason for that?"

The Empress looked at my worried eyes for a long time, her lips moving as if hesitating whether or not to speak.

"It's very rare for Epero to say that he wants to become friends with someone. That's why I'm trusting you and telling you this."

"Yes."

"I'm afraid of the palace. And I'm afraid of the Crown Prince."

"His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"The Crown Prince's palace doesn't have good energy."

After uttering those words, she seemed to be out of breath, and like me just a moment ago, she looked around her.

It was strange.

It was absurd to say that she was afraid of the palace because the Crown Prince's palace didn't have good energy.

"Has His Highness the Crown Prince threatened Your Majesty in any way?"

"No, my son is always polite and upright. I think the problem is me. I'm just too timid..."

Empress Grace was known to be very nervous.

She had suffered from deep depression after losing her precious princes one after another.

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It was natural for her to feel that the palace was scary and had bad energy.

Feeling a deep sympathy for her, I released her hand and took her hand tightly, patting her gently.

"I understand, Your Majesty. Don't worry. I won't mention our conversation to anyone."

"Thank you. But I'm sincere when I say that Epero needs to return to Elacon. Please don't try to sway his mind. I'm begging you."

Her earnest plea, as if she could clasp her hands together if needed, put me in a very awkward position.

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"Thank you. But I'm serious about Epero needing to return to Elacon. Please don't try to sway his mind. I'm begging you."

Her earnest plea, as if she could clasp her hands together if needed, put me in a very awkward position.

Unable to give her a definite answer, Grace left the terrace with a clearly troubled expression.

Confused by her urgent request, I was suddenly interrupted by someone entering the terrace.

"Madam."

It was Roardnes.

"What were you talking about with Her Majesty?"

It was clear that he had come in out of concern. As proof, he didn't take his eyes off me, so I smiled reassuringly.

"Since I was so badly injured, His Highness came to comfort me personally, as I'm your attendant."

I usually tried not to keep secrets from him, but since I had promised not to tell anyone else, I didn't mention the conversation about Epero.

Fortunately, Roardnes didn't seem to mind much, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"...Perhaps you're disappointed that I didn't escort you today?"

Of course not.

I knew why Roardnes had been keeping his distance from me at the party.

As the prime suspect in the missing women case, Roardnes was now the center of attention more than I was.

It wasn't a pleasant kind of attention, and he didn't want to unnecessarily remind people of our scandal by being near me while I was recovering.

"No, Your Highness, I understand why you did that."

"I wish I could be a little disappointed... I don't want to be separated from you. But even if it's only for a moment, I think it's better to be apart on a day like today."

With a half-joking remark, Roardnes chuckled when I was slightly taken aback.

Ah, that kind of smile Roardnes had in the night was like a twinkling star, shaking my heart endlessly.

"Don't worry. No one swollen-headed enough to cause a big incident at His Majesty's birthday celebration."

I momentarily put aside my fluttering heart and hesitated whether or not to tell him what I had in mind.

"Actually, the reason I came to the birthday celebration, even though I'm not fully recovered... is to meet Noevian."

The spring-like smile that had been on his face immediately turned cold.

Roardnes tilted his head slightly as if doubting his own ears and took a step closer to me.

"What do you mean?"

His voice, tinged with slight anger, made me clench the hem of my dress.

"Don't be angry. I didn't want to tell you because of this."

Roardnes's face immediately clouded with disappointment.

"I can't help it. I have something to get from him. And something to ask."

"I'll ask for you."

"That's not something Your Highness can do for me."

I replied with a bitter smile.

What I wanted from Noevian was my mother's necklace. If Noevian had the necklace, there was no way he would give it to Roardnes.

"Since he's still a criminal and has come at His Majesty's summons, he won't dare do anything foolish to me."

Roardnes seemed quite upset already. But he was trying to keep his mouth shut, so I quickly added, not wanting to undo his efforts.

"Sir Vincent and Sir Neil seem to be looking for Your Highness. Don't worry. Let's just achieve our own goals today."

I pushed Roardnes, who had a hardened expression, hard towards the outside and sent him to his aides. And I deliberately turned away and quickened my pace in the other direction.

The party was in full swing, but the Emperor was missing from the main seat. He had clearly gone to meet Noevian separately.

Just in case, I searched for the dagger I had put in my bosom and felt it against my chest. And I remembered the self-defense dagger skills that Neil had recently taught me. Neil seemed quite surprised by my movements.

Judging by how my body reacted instinctively when I was kidnapped, Bly was clearly a highly skilled person. Yona's reaction to go easy on me was definitely not that of a maid serving a weak mistress.

She was certainly a strange and unexpected woman.

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Grand Duke Noevian Trovika bitterly smiled as he recalled the Emperor's condescending face when he granted him an audience for his birthday.

The forced smile made his jaw ache.

"Would I abandon you, Noevian? Don't be reckless and stay quiet. I'll call for you when the time is right."

He had rushed over at the Emperor's call, hoping for something more, only to hear the same words as his son.

The distant music and laughter from the Atilchard Hall only made him feel dirtier. A life of never receiving any reward, and now, at this late stage, he was overwhelmed by a sense of regret that felt like his head was going to split.

With little time left, he had to return to his carriage.

The special permission he had received for the Emperor's birthday was only temporary.

Unable to stay long in the palace, the journey back to his prison-like confinement was humiliating.

"Tell me, Noah. Why did you kill me?"

His noticeably thin hand pressed gently against his chest.

He still couldn't escape the nightmare of that night.

With his eyes closed, he was constantly haunted by the image of Adrien looking down at him against a backdrop of a night sky filled with red flames. A cold face that would not forgive him no matter how much he begged.

When he opened his eyes, he was just a useless man in a bleak, old mansion, longing for someone to call out to him, reliving the nightmare over and over.

His steps towards the carriage wandered off to a different place.

It was the garden where he had first faced Adrien directly and lied to the young princess he hardly knew.

And there, in that garden, Noevian saw a woman standing as if she had been waiting for him.

"You're right on time."

"...Bly?"

"That's how you like to call me."

"Adrien!"

The emotions that erupted like lightning turned into a shout. He ran towards the woman shrouded in darkness like a madman.

Adrien, or rather, Bly from his nightmare, was there.

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