Chapter 70 - I’m Envious (2) (2/2)
“Are you all right?”
“…Yes.”
Elena was fine. She forced her racing heart to calm.
For a moment she was tempted to kill Paveluc. When she considered it rationally, however, the risks were too great. If anything went wrong, she would become a high-profile criminal for attempting to assassinate a major figure within the Imperial Court. She couldn’t risk her family’s life on a gamble. Rest assured Paveluc would be cut down with her own hands, but not at this moment.
Elena clenched and unclenched her first to quell her bloodlust.
Something touched her cheek. She looked up and found Carlisle cupping her face with a gentle hand.
“…Your Highness?”
“You don’t look well.”
His face was quite near as he lowered his head to look directly into her confused eyes.
“Maybe you should get some rest.”
Carlisle took Elena by her slim wrist and began to lead her away.
Paveluc, who had been conversing with the other nobles, turned his head to look at the commotion as Carlisle walked past him. Paveluc’s black eyes were as deep as an abyss and as calm as the night sea. The nobleman who had been speaking to him continued.
“How sweet it is to be a young man. To come back from battle and be with a woman like that.”
There was a sneering tone to his voice. Paveluc stared silently at Carlisle’s back and immediately asked,
“What family is the young lady from?”
“Well, My Lord, I’ve heard people whispering about her, and I believe she’s from House Blaise.”
Paveluc’s eyes flashed at the word “Blaise.” He recognized the name from Batori’s report.
“…House Blaise.”
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“Where are you looking at, My Prince?”
At Empress Ophelia’s critical tone, Redfield, the second prince, turned his gaze back to the other side.
Redfield Ger Khan Ruford.
The second son of the twelfth emperor, born by Empress Ophelia.
“Nothing. There’s nothing interesting.”
Redfield was a handsome young man with hair as red as sunset. His luxuriously tailored suit hinted as his solid figure, and many women were casting interested glances at him. As the second prince, he had full support from House Anita, one of the largest and most influential families in the capital city. For that reason, he was an object of envy to many noble children.
“Do not worry about useless things. Take this opportunity to establish yourself more among other nobles.”
“…Yes, Mother.”
Despite his answer, however, he could not take his eyes off Elena’s back as she disappeared along with Carlisle. Redfield stared at Elena’s rippling blonde hair, and a gruesome smile formed on his lips.