The Evil Empress Adores Me-Chapter 27

‘Now that I think about it, the ladder... ... looks like the one I saw in the warehouse earlier.’

I dragged the ladder back, squinting my eyes as I examined it.

Somehow the wood seemed a bit rotten.

No, I’m light, so I wouldn’t break like this.

I leaned the ladder against the wall and started climbing it with determination.

I was holding a long broom in my hand, barely holding it.

“Okay, it’s right there... ... .”

Whoosh!

I swung the broom vigorously.

But since my arms were short, the broom just swung around in a place where it seemed as if it would touch the spider web.

After several empty strokes, I looked at the corner of the ceiling in annoyance.

‘I could reach it if I just did a little more!’

Why are my arms so short!

I clenched my teeth.

But did you think I would give up?

I carefully measured the distance between me and the spider web, then swung the broom in a big way.

Snap!

With the sound of the broom tip brushing the wall, the spider web was swept away by the tip of the broom.

Ah, finally!

My joy was short-lived.

Crack.

I heard an ominous sound.

... ... Huh?

I felt goosebumps running down my spine.

‘W-what was that sound just now... ... What was that?’

I heard a sound like wood splitting?

At the same time as that thought, my feet slid down.

“Whoa!”

I tried to grab the end of the ladder in a hurry, but it was all in vain.

My hands were just waving in the air.

Fall, fall!

I instinctively shut my eyes tightly.

What should I do, if something breaks!

‘The Empress will find out that I’m hanging around the Crown Princess’ Palace!’

Please, don’t get seriously hurt!

But I didn’t feel the pain I was waiting for at all.

Instead, I heard a loud, urgent running sound... ... .

Thud!

My body was now safely in someone’s firm arms.

“Charles!”

A desperate voice called out to me.

Oh, I... ... Am I okay?

I slowly lifted my eyelids, and I saw Diamid’s pale face, as if he was about to faint.

He immediately raised his voice.

“Hey, what are you... ... Where did you find such a rotten ladder?!”

“In the, in the warehouse... ... .”

Diamide's momentum was so fierce that I was completely overwhelmed.

Diamide crumpled his face.

"What? A warehouse? Did you drag that ladder all the way here?!"

Yes, that's right... ... .

Diamide couldn't hide his astonishment and stared at me.

"You're so strong! That's why I told you not to clean!"

"That, that... ... ."

"How can you be so fearless? If you had hit the floor, I would have been in trouble!"

Diamide's voice was trembling faintly.

I, who was feeling sad, instinctively started to apologize.

"I'm sorry. I did something wrong."

"What are you sorry for?"

"Crown Prince, you almost caused me trouble... ... ."

I bit my lips.

What if the Empress found out that I was hanging around the Crown Princess’ Palace?

It would have definitely affected not only me, but also Diamid.

What I did to help Diamid almost ended up causing trouble for him instead.

Foolish Charlize.

I deeply reproached myself.

But why, Diamid’s expression as he looked at me was... ... .

“... ... .”

... ... He seemed to be hurt somewhere.

Why on earth?

It would have been understandable if he had gotten really angry.

Diamid opened his lips as if he was going to say something, then let out a long sigh and closed his mouth again.

What should I do? I guess he really was upset.

His whole body was trembling.

I carefully locked eyes with him.

“Oh, it’s okay if you scold me.”

“... ... That’s okay.”

But Diamide simply answered like that.

Diamide, who had put me on the floor, suddenly turned around.

Why, why are you doing that?

I followed him with quick steps and called out to Diamide earnestly.

“Are you angry?”

My chest tightened with tension at Diamide’s silent response.

After a while.

He whispered as if sighing.

“What kind of person do you think I am?”

“... ... Yes?”

“If you get hurt, I’ll be in trouble, so you got angry... ... Do you really think that?!”

I froze in place.

Diamide glanced back.

Those deeply sunken eyes.

“I mean, you... ... .”

Diamide took a long time to choose his words.

Diamide's soft voice sounded sad for some reason.

"... ... You are the good person I met after five years of being imprisoned in this palace."

Good person.

I bit my lip at the word Diamide chose.

Diamide clenched his fist.

"If someone like that gets hurt... ... Isn't it natural to worry?"

"Me, me."

"What the hell are you... ... ."

Diamide couldn't finish his sentence and let out a deep sigh.

I lowered my head.

... ... What should °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° I do? I can't raise my face.

This was completely my fault.

Diamide showed me pure kindness.

I judged and judged that kindness as I pleased, and ended up hurting him.

"I'm sorry."

"... ... ."

"Really. I'm really sorry."

My voice was filled with sobs.

I cautiously approached Diamide and grabbed his collar.

“I, Crown Prince, I’m glad you’re with me.”

But Diamide still looked at me with distrust.

Diamide spoke heavily.

“When I first met you, you threatened me with a knife. If that’s why you’re afraid of me... ... .”

“No!”

I raised my voice in horror.

How many times have we met, and you’re still worried about that!

“So, Soljiki, I was a little scared at first.”

How could I not be afraid of Diamide when I almost died at his hands?

But... ... .

“But not now.”

I spoke with force.

Diamide’s expression collapsed slightly.

I continued speaking in a clear voice.

“That doesn’t matter at all. Crown Prince, you saved me.”

“... ... .”

“If you really care... ... just accept me this time when I fall.”

I adjusted Diamide’s collar.

This time, even if he pushed me away, I would never let him go.

Diamide, who had hesitated for a long time, looked at me.

He asked a question, rarely stammering.

“You really... ... don’t hate me or anything?”

“That’s true. I like Crown Prince.”

I nodded vigorously.

Diamide’s eyes rippled.

He opened his lips slightly.

“Don’t do that again.”

“Yes, I promise.”

“That’s true, right? You really don’t hate me, do you?”

“I’m sorry.”

Diamid stared blankly down at me.

Her clumsy fingers reached out and gently caressed my cheek.

“Okay, that’s fine.”

The end of her voice, which was as tangled as a sigh, was thin.

Diamid hesitated for a moment, then smiled awkwardly.

The smile he had worked so hard to make was so dazzlingly lovely that I unconsciously leaned my face against Diamid’s palm.

At that moment, I had no idea who had come to the Crown Princess’ Palace.

* * *

Knock knock.

A knock sounded.

The Empress, who had been looking through the documents for a while, raised her head slightly.

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Who is it?

“It’s Hayden.”

“Come in.”

The Empress narrowed her eyes.

What’s with Chief Maid Hayden?

She usually doesn’t bother me when I’m working... ... .

“What’s going on?”

“I came here to tell you something about Charlize.”

Hayden, the head maid, opened her mouth in a worried voice.

Charles?

The empress opened her eyes wide.

“Tell me.”

“That’s because Charlize has been going out a lot recently.”

“Why going out? The Empress’s palace has never prohibited going out.”

“Yes, but... ... .”

Even after opening her mouth like that, Hayden, the head maid, hesitated for a long time, unable to continue speaking.

It might not be a big deal.

It might just be that I’m worried too much.

No, in the head maid’s honest feelings... ... .

‘I wish it were just a needless worry.’

But she was the head maid, and she didn’t have the authority to judge the severity of something.

It was the Empress, the owner of the maidservant, who had to judge the severity.

The maidservant tightly closed her eyes.

“I’m a little suspicious of the way you keep bringing food and leaving.”

“... ... You’re bringing food?”

For a moment, a suspicious look appeared on the Empress’s face.

Why are you bringing it out when you can just eat it in the palace?

“You’re not just bringing a little bit to eat a snack outside?”

“No, the amount is considerable. It’s too much for Charles to eat alone. And... ... .”

The maidservant shook her head.

Her face looked like she had more to say.

The Empress urged the maidservant.

“And that?”

“If you were just bringing food and leaving, you wouldn’t have come here and told me.”

The maidservant raised her gaze slightly.

The maidservant, who had been choosing her words for a while, added cautiously.

“Charlize recently... ... asked about His Highness the Crown Prince.”

The Empress narrowed her eyes.