Chapter 112 (1/2)
Chapter 112
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“Tia.”
Miraila flinched at the sight of Artizea.
However, she clenched her fists with a determined sharp expression and approached Artizea.
Lysia and Hayley immediately recognized who Miraila was.
She was such a beautiful woman that no one could help but look back.
In her current look, she no longer felt youthful. She was like a flower in full bloom about to wither, overly splendid, loose, and fragrant.
But no one can deny her beauty.
Once upon a time, men of the highest ranks in the Empire had thrown themselves down at the feet of this woman.
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Now that her master had been decided, it was understandable that she would let sumptuous gifts pile up at her doorstep, even though she could not dare to lay her fingertips on it.
There couldn’t have been two such beauties in this imperial palace. It was even more so, considering that the Emperor’s private residence was right behind this.
Miraila immediately approached Artizea.
Hayley hesitated. She heard that Artizea had cut ties with her mother.
[You are my ladies-in-waiting, but you don’t need to pay attention to Marquisate Rosan. More so about my mother and brother. Pretend you don’t know anything.]
But the other person was the Dowager Marchioness Rosan. While she thought of the title, she walked forward, but she couldn’t pretend she didn’t know.
Even though Artizea had told both of her ladies-in-waiting and vassals of Evron to stand down, as a biological daughter, Artizea herself did not know what to do.
Alphonse also seemed hesitant.
However, Artizea moved in equal measure without any sign of agitation.
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Artizea held her head upright and moved her steps. And she casually brushed by without giving Miraila a gaze.
“Tia!”
Miraila called out to her with a loud voice.
Artizea heard it, but she did not look away from her.
Instead, Lysia and Alphonse blocked it at the same time.
Miraila, in anger, raised her hand to hit Lysia’s cheek.
Lysia lightly flicked Miraila on the back of her hand, making it bounce off hers.
It never occurred in history that a way to end any situation with ease was by giving a slap.
The hand was swung towards the lady-in-waiting of Grand Duchess Evron. It wouldn’t be acceptable.
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Even if the other person was Artizea’s mother.
The back of Miraila’s hand, which was lightly hit by Lysia, did not hurt. But she was astonished by the fact that she had never had such a behavior done to her.
And she exploded and screamed.
“You, you hillbilly bitch bastard!”
“Dowager Marchioness!”
Hayley screamed in surprise and ran to Lysia’s side.
Miraila swung her hand again. Lysia frowned and grabbed the wrist, then let it go slowly.
Alphonse intervened slowly between the two.
As a knight, it would be difficult if he grabbed Miraila recklessly and got her bruises anywhere. He couldn’t use his hands.
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Instead, he turned into a large human shield.
Hayley said sharply.
“That was impolite, Dowager Marchioness.”
“What?”
Miraila asked back in absurdity.
“What are you guys doing right now? Are you locking up my daughter now?!”
“That is inappropriate for a subordinate to speak to a superior first, Dowager Marchioness. Have you dared to regard Evron’s mistress as a Marchioness at best just now?”
Hayley said.
“You lived in the Imperial Palace for several decades, but it seems that you don’t know the court manners that even us, who are hillbillies, would know.
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In reality, it was a word that could not be used between mother and daughter. Even more so for Miraila.
Over the years, the only one who dared to tell Miraila about court manners was the Empress’ lady-in-waiting.
Even the Grand Duchess Roygar softened her attitude in front of Miraila.
Miraila’s face turned red with anger, and her complexion faded away again. She staggered as if she was about to fall.
Artizea moved her steps without a word.
It was then that Lysia and Hayley turned their body after her.
“I was wrong!”
Miraila exclaimed.
Artizea’s feet stopped.
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“Mo… mother was wrong. I’m sorry for getting angry every day.”
Miraila said in a trembling voice.
At first, it was a forceful voice.
But by the time she finished saying sorry, Miraila was half weeping.
“I will never do that again. I won’t interfere with what you want to do, and I won’t get angry in front of others.”
Large, pooled tears crept down her cheeks.
Miraila, forgetting that her makeup was ruined, rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. And she cried out loud.
“I’m sorry for saying harsh words every day. I will never hit you or anything like that. Mom was wrong. Can’t you forgive me just once?”
A cry echoed in the hallway. Miraila lost strength in her legs and sank down.
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She didn’t care about her dress or the eyes of others, and she cried her eyes out
A noble should always treat things gracefully without showing any emotion. However, no matter how noble she was, she was so pitiful that people could not help but pity her rather than despise her.
The escort knights and attendants who followed Artizea stirred up.
They did this even though they knew how Miraila had treated Artizea before her marriage.
Hayley looked at Artizea awkwardly. Artizea had an expressionless face that she couldn’t understand what was inside.