My Fiancee Was the Villainess of This World

29 – The weight of the name royalty (3)

No one is perfect in this world.

Even a being called a genius is inevitably immature when it comes to things for the first time.

So you can understand.

Even if he is evaluated as an equipment comparable to Dior, there will be one or two areas where he is weak.

But this—

“Kuk, kuk, kuk, kuk….”

By the way, this… !

“hahahaha!”

The embroidery that Priscilla placed on her handkerchief was so beautiful.

Even though it was only embroidered, it was a gem that felt as if flowers were actually planted there.

So I believed that she would show some aptitude for her art in general.

But I guess that was my mistake.

“I, Your Highness…. No matter what, that, it’s big!”

You’re laughing too, Martin.

If you’re going to hold back your laughter so clumsily, you’d better laugh lively and put it back.

Water that has been spilled cannot be picked up again.

Since the sound of my laughter has already stuck in Priscilla’s ears, there is no turning back now!

Softly.

Priscilla began to tremble with teardrops tied to the corners of her eyes that seemed to burst at the slightest touch.

Her face was red enough to make you want to be like this, and her hair was white to steam.

Ah, witch.

You were a human too!

Kuk, kuk.

“hahahaha!”

She ordered Priscilla to paint anything she liked.

At first, she refused to say no, which is rare, so when she said the word ‘order’, she started to draw her picture with a dark, dead expression.

What Priscilla wanted to draw was the freesia, a flower that announces the beginning of spring.

From the first time she sketched, Priscilla felt somewhat restless.

Sometimes when you focus on something, if someone is by your side, there is a type of person who can’t fully demonstrate his abilities.

So, in preparation for tomorrow, Martin and I decided to read the archives of His Majesty the previous emperor and avoided the seat.

By the way, after finishing all the preparations, I came back, and there was a completed object that seemed like something that would be attached to a 5th grade classroom at an elementary school.

As much as I enjoyed luxury, I am confident that I have a good eye for art.

As such, I think the evaluation of art is a bit strict, but since even Martin holds back a laugh, it must be just nonsense.

“….”

Priscilla reached out her trembling hand to me.

She took the picture frame from my hand, threw it on the floor, and burned it with fire.

“Stop. Are you trying to steal the item that was presented to the imperial family? Cheeky.”

A drop of water ran down Priscilla’s cheek.

Ah, it finally made me cry.

It was a strange feeling.

It’s like goosebumps all over her body, and it feels like her shoulders keep flinching….

“You understand now, Priscilla. The feelings I felt at the parade ground.”

It’s probably not that different from how I felt when I saw you drooling like a rabid dog at the parade ground.

However, there may be a difference in that I accepted my ugly appearance at the parade ground, and you still need time to accept it.

“Never mind. Still, isn’t it better than the first picture I drew?”

By the way, I was 6 years old when I first picked up a brush.

“Whoop, whoop….”

Priscilla turned her back to me, shrugged her shoulders and caressed her eyes.

Then she took a deep breath and looked at me with a really cold wind blowing face.

“… I will do my best, Maximilian.”

Smile.

Priscilla laughed.

However, only the corners of her mouth were twisted, but her eyes were a bloody smile that didn’t even smile 1mm.

After all, she was a guy with a strong fighting spirit.

“Good. Do your best.”

I’d rather be me.

If the sincerity that Priscilla showed in her embroidery goes to her painting, she will surely take a picture like her craftsman in an instant.

That’s a great theme on its own.

A picture frame with freesia, a symbol of spring, hangs at the entrance of Biryong Hall.

Because of its immaturity, the freshness of spring is further emphasized.

As you start to walk along the entrance to the Biryong Hall, you will see Priscilla’s increasingly skillful paintings.

From the freshness of spring, the sweltering heat of summer, the loneliness of autumn, and the coldness of winter.

It could be said that it was a truly mouth-watering theme.

Although it may not be highly evaluated in the world, Biryonggwan is a place for the crown prince to rest rather than to welcome guests.

It’s a story that if you like me, it’s enough.

“It’s pretty late now. Rest in peace, Martin.”

“Yes, Your Highness. You worked hard today too.”

After sending Martin away, I decided to pick out clothes for the banquet hall tomorrow.

“I-I told you to wear this… Word, is it?”

After Priscilla calmed down somewhat, she was in the middle of choosing Priscilla’s dress with her maids to match her dress code.

Normally, she would leave everything to her ladies-in-waiting, but this time, it was necessary to match the dress code in preparation for tomorrow.

For her goal of being a prince who fell for women, she chose a few more alluring dresses for Priscilla.

Then Priscilla fell into her troubles, sweat dripping down her face.

Honestly, I also thought that a dress with a high back was a little too much, but I had to wear it to this extent so that the story that the crown prince was crazy about women’s color wouldn’t come out.

“I think it will suit you well.”

Even if it is excessive, it will definitely suit you.

Because Priscilla was a beautiful woman with a borderline color that fits so well with the expression of being glamorous.

If your makeup is a bit more mature than usual, your dress won’t look floating.

“… Yes, Maximilian-sama.”

Priscilla clenched her fists tight enough to crease her dress, as if she was determined to do something.

I left the dressing room behind.

I told the maids in advance what kind of outfit I would wear that day.

So I will choose the most natural one accordingly.

‘I’m looking forward to tomorrow.’

It was like going to a battlefield, but surprisingly, rather than being afraid, my heart was excited with anticipation.

Maybe Priscilla’s nerves were relieved by looking at that flimsy painting.

I decided to go to the entrance of the Biryong Pavilion again to appreciate Priscilla’s ‘masterpiece’.

“Mmm.”

Wouldn’t it be a bit boring if we left it like this?

It’s a piece of art, but I should give it a name.

[Fledgling]

I think this should be enough.

Isn’t it a pretty good feeling to think of it on the spot?

I stared at Priscilla’s masterpiece with my arms crossed.

It’s obvious that it’s a waste of money, but it still has the points of Freesia well in places.

It turned out to be a code that evoked laughter because it was rather strangely out of sync, but when I looked at it, it was a picture that kept my eyes on it for some reason.

‘Is this how it felt?’

It’s pretty when you look closely.

It is lovely to look at for a long time.

So are you.

Yeah, something like this.

What a wonderful poem.

I spent a little more time on the porch thinking that.

“Mc.C.M.M.Li.Ann?”

Later, when Priscilla found me like that after finishing her dress selection, she covered the painting with her body and showed a cold windy attitude, but ─

‘Have you already captured the coldness of winter? It is art Ha ha ha!’

It was a moment when even that felt like art.

***

The next day.

As scheduled, we issued an emergency call-up order to nobles across the islands.

Since it was a command only used in case of a national disaster, there was not a single nobleman who did not respond to the call of the imperial castle.

They were all waiting for our arrival.

“Are you ready, Priscilla?”

“Yes, Maximilian.”

… To be honest, I didn’t think it would be this far.

I thought that I had a much more feminine body compared to my peers, but just by changing my makeup a little, the atmosphere changed so much.

Now, even though it was a face I saw every day, it was a look that seemed like I was going to be bewitched again.

“Let’s go.”

“… Yes!”

I headed towards the banquet hall following Priscilla’s steps, wearing shoes with slightly higher heels than usual.

Ttogak.

As we stopped in front of the banquet hall door, a song began to play from the inside announcing our position.

Then the servants accompanying us opened the door to the banquet hall.

Her trembling came from Priscilla as she placed her hand on my arm.

I gently put my hand on Priscilla’s hand.

I am the one dealing with the nobles anyway.

You just need to stay by my side.

A soft arc was drawn on Priscilla’s lips, as if my intentions had been conveyed.

‘Let’s go.’

─ Yes.

For some reason, I felt like I could communicate with just my eyes.

… I think it’s okay to go into that devil’s lair now.

Ttogak.

We moved slowly to the place where the demons were gathering.

Looking at the surroundings.

An expression mixed with subtle anticipation.

An expression mixed with ambiguous hostility.

And an expression of annoyance mixed with an expression of enjoyment while watching the situation itself.

A wide variety of gazes flew in, but half of them were directed at Priscilla.

Judging from the constant gasping and leaking laughter, it seemed that Priscilla’s masterpiece captivated his heart.

Yes, that is fortunate.

I thought so and opened my mouth.

“It’s been a while. Thank you all for coming here.”

It seems that there are people who have seen it for the first time in almost 100 years.

I smiled and trembled.

Then the banquet hall was filled with light laughter.

However, that smile resembled that of field-level officers who laughed as the division commander laughed.

In particular, there were those who observed me with sharp eyes. Even with wrinkles on my face, their eyes were the patriarchs of the conservative forces, warriors of reversal.

Their eyes were always on me from the moment I set foot here.

Her eyes, as if observing something from head to toe, were cooler than sharp razors.

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Perhaps in a situation where he was being evaluated this way by the strongest allies, it was to the point where he thought the reverse side effects attached to Dior, who was still immature, seemed ridiculous.

“The reason I called you today is none other than to respond to the plague that has fallen upon the empire.”

I spat out the words like a play with a slightly more exaggerated feeling than usual.

Because I didn’t forget to direct my eyes as if I was conscious of Priscilla, the inexperienced people were probably caught in my trap.

Of course, it was still at a stage where I had to be vigilant, so I was more careful, paying attention to each and every expression.

“—So, the gate was opened to obtain approval for the use of a new drug that could cure Violet. The news must have already come.”

A clown who is conscious of his fiancé, puts his weight on his shoulders and speaks out at unnecessary lengthy words.

Some seemed to think so, but so far there are more cold eyes that seem to observe.

What should I do….

The moment I was thinking about it, I met Priscilla’s eyes.

Priscilla’s eyes narrowed.

Sure.

Her touch was very relaxed.

It was as natural as watching her feathers gently land on the floor.

But her touch was truly lethal.

From the moment we entered this banquet hall, the eyes of those who had only observed me moved along with Priscilla’s hand.

Whoops.

As if Priscilla wasn’t interested in that gaze, she just smiled softly as she gently brushed my arm.

Thump, thump, thump.

The sound disappeared from all directions as if the heart was about to explode.

Involuntarily, I made a stupid sound as if I was swallowing my breath.

Her face grew hot and she avoided Priscilla’s gaze.

Then, I could confirm that countless eyes were focused on me and Priscilla.

‘… Under.’

There were demons who looked at me differently than before.

Even the conservatives, who had only sent sharp evaluations from beginning to end, had reached the point where they were observing us with an expression of longing.

“Kuhm! Since it was such a national disaster situation, I, the crown prince, decided to step out as well.”

The plate has been laid.

With Priscilla’s small gesture and her eye smile, the idiotic prince who leaps forward intoxicated with her love was completed.

‘Thank you, Priscilla.’

Thanks to you, the story seems to go smoothly.

But don’t be mistaken, this is also acting….

‘I’ll watch it for about an hour today.’

After this meeting, I will have time to calmly appreciate her masterpiece [Pretzel Ring] At the entrance of her dragon hall with her accompanying me.

With that thought in my heart, I went on to deal with the demons.