Chapter 3 (1/2)

Chapter 3

“Hehe, hehehe.”

I was wearing an ankle-length dress the color of the darkness of the night, and studded diamonds were embroidered all over the dress. A light amethyst-colored shawl was draped over the diamonds to emphasize them, and my entire body was sparkling.

Since becoming a human “n.o.ble,” the thing I’ve had the most interest for is wearing new dresses such as this one. Since the empire had only muscles for brains, I wasn’t able to get my hands on such fine creations, and I sighed at how touched I was. Even though as the Demon King I was able to get my hands on sparkling pieces of fine loot, high-cla.s.s goods made specially for me can be lovely as well.

“Look! This is the necklace that I pestered the craftsmen over and over again to make for me! It’s so luxuriant, and it’s so pale and ephemeral, just like the moonlight!”

“I’m glad that it suits your tastes, Rosewood ojou-sama.”

“Hmph! Of course.”

Without exception, everything that I was wearing, from my shoes to my hair accessories were high-cla.s.s goods. While I’m basking in this bliss, I don’t want to be bothered by anyone.

When the time came, Heath came to pick me up in a horse-drawn carriage. I’m really angry that he didn’t even show up for his fiancee’s birthday, but that he came to pick me up for something like this. Well, if he hadn’t come today, I would have really resented him. Heath had grown up to be even more beautiful than everyone around him. Well, it’s to be expected because he looks just like the Hero. Every day, he looks more and more like that hated Hero. He’s my fiance, and my plaything for the rest of my life, and that’s so for tonight as well. Tonight, this boy isn’t going to be in love with me, but with another little girl. Such bad taste.

“I’ve come to pick you up, Rose. Take my hand.”

“Yes, Your Highness Heathcliff Akaido.”

“! ……Shall we go?”

Heath raised his eyebrows slightly at my calling him by his full name and t.i.tle “Your Highness Heathcliff Akaido” as he took my hand. Aren’t you being too indifferent to me, this boy. When I’m done with the part of the “n.o.ble girl villainess,” I’ll tear you apart limb to limb.

As the horse-drawn carriage jolted the two of us, I only kept looking out the window. Then, Heath spoke up. Lately, he would rarely talk to me, so this was unusual.

“Did you like your birthday present?”

“……”

Birthday present? Come to think of it, he seems to have sent something to me, but I didn’t look at it. I had been too angry because he didn’t come see me despite having the honor of being able to look upon my face.